The Dust is Settling
As it turned out, I sold 5 of the 8 new paintings and could have sold two of them several times. So any doubts about the appeal of the new work can rest. I've started on a new one, quite large, but it had to be interrupted because of a wedding in the family.
Nick and his Amy got married last Friday and it was a wonderful wedding, not too large, not too small, both traditional and yet laid back. I saw people I haven't seen in fifteen or twenty years, especially Nick's friends from childhood. Our own group was small, just my parents and our friends Al and Alice and Jack and Paul, but we had a good time. I got all dressed up and felt I looked my best, and I got to dance with the groom--for the first time ever, actually, as neither one of us is a dancer in the traditional sense. It was all very exciting and very emotional, and so painting was not going to happen until my brain settled down and my body recovered from the running around and the high-heeled shoes.
Just as the SUV broke down right before the art fair, the car broke down right before the wedding. It is ironic that we had to use the car for hauling things for the art fair and the truck to drive in formal clothes to the wedding, but that's the way it went. I think the vehicles were experiencing sibling rivalry. Anyway, we just got the car back today, and both vehicles are running well. The expense was huge for both and I've decided to put off getting a new pair of glasses for a while.
Apart from that, I feel quite content and optimistic, probably because I'm painting directly from my heart, because Nick has grown into a wonderful young man, and even my parents can see that all really is well in terms of the fundamentals. A big part of me wants to lose the gallery and the art fair, in order to keep things as simple as possible, but I might have to compromise on that. We'll see how things go.
Nick and his Amy got married last Friday and it was a wonderful wedding, not too large, not too small, both traditional and yet laid back. I saw people I haven't seen in fifteen or twenty years, especially Nick's friends from childhood. Our own group was small, just my parents and our friends Al and Alice and Jack and Paul, but we had a good time. I got all dressed up and felt I looked my best, and I got to dance with the groom--for the first time ever, actually, as neither one of us is a dancer in the traditional sense. It was all very exciting and very emotional, and so painting was not going to happen until my brain settled down and my body recovered from the running around and the high-heeled shoes.
Just as the SUV broke down right before the art fair, the car broke down right before the wedding. It is ironic that we had to use the car for hauling things for the art fair and the truck to drive in formal clothes to the wedding, but that's the way it went. I think the vehicles were experiencing sibling rivalry. Anyway, we just got the car back today, and both vehicles are running well. The expense was huge for both and I've decided to put off getting a new pair of glasses for a while.
Apart from that, I feel quite content and optimistic, probably because I'm painting directly from my heart, because Nick has grown into a wonderful young man, and even my parents can see that all really is well in terms of the fundamentals. A big part of me wants to lose the gallery and the art fair, in order to keep things as simple as possible, but I might have to compromise on that. We'll see how things go.
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