I feel a slight embarrassment to show the pictures of my day sitting at the gallery. It's really a tiny hole in the wall and when I think of my work in the stellar gallery I am in and compare the two I wonder what was I thinking? I guess I feel, as one artist pointed out in a more eloquent way than I am going to, I have to pay my dues. It is experience. It is more doing of something that I don't believe is going to really behoove me but until I know what else to do I feel like what the hell.
It was a very long day. I sat at a little table and looked out through the screen door all day. From 11-5. About 5 people came in total. In and out. One NY couple came in and specifically wanted a 'cheap' watercolor and went on about how expensive it is in Stowe and someone steered them here. Hemming and hawing all for naught. Thank god I brought my new puzzle sculpture to work on. Yes, I glued puzzle pieces non stop the entire time. A head has yet to form, it is in 'large lollipop' mode.
At least I was left alone and didn't have to get panicky. At least I got to sit. I took a picture of the stairs, every 20 min. or so I would run up and down them and upstairs and run in a circle. I used the portapotty once and just suffered the rest of the day. I am totally repulsed by most toilets, don't ask why, it's one of those things.
Thanks to another blog reader I sold another clock! At this rate I am going to be able to finish that limited edition collection sooner than later. I have to catch up with Nellie, I think she has passed me up on the 100 Edition Series.