A million miles per hour mind. A body that is dead with heaviness. Waking at four, making coffee, feeding the cat, reading the news blogs that will not be updated for hours.
I lost the printer yesterday. The studio seems empty. Then I took a big framed piece for the opening of a new photo gallery. I am new to this and have not shown in a photography-only show. The image looks so different and is so much larger than the other works. The gallery owner is a joker. He was talking to a young couple when I walked up, and he pointed to my image and said to them,
"Look at this."
"Whoa," I said, "tell them who I am first. I don't want to hear them say, 'My god, that is awful.'"
What the hell is wrong with people.
Some are bound to like it, some to hate it. Whatever. It sure is big.
Now, printer-less, I feel less of an "artist" somehow. But I cannot justify buying anything now. The gallery owner was talking about doing a one person show of my work. It will cost me more than I want to tell to frame ten pieces. But I have to begin. Maybe someone would buy something. I need some support to help mitigate the costs. I'm just looking to make enough to cover some of the cost of production.
Boring talk. Sorry.
Try this (link). The author is very clever and performs her theory well. And the article makes me feel the dolt.
Very nice of you to provide some occupation- therapy, while you are being boring! "-P
ReplyDeleteThe, seemingly, feeling uncomfortable, of the woman, makes the photo special. The subtle colours, add to the fragile 'feel' of it. I like it. XXX
She was cold. She was trying to warm herself in this photograph. Funny.
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