So recently I put some art up in an art gallery for a show themed for mini and small art. I was really excited but very nervous to put art in because the last time I put art in a gallery they didn’t keep my paintings together instead they were scattered all over the gallery amongst other artist’s work. They also had a musician in the gallery singing and playing the guitar which was fine except the mic was really loud so nobody wanted to walk into the gallery. It really sucked. So hoping for the best I put in three mini paintings into this gallery. Last Sunday I went to the Artist reception. This is the first Artist reception I’ve been to and I learned one very important lesson. Bring someone you know with you. VERY important! My husband stay home with our son seeing that the boy wouldn’t really want to be there and I didn’t think of inviting a friend along. So yeah very awkward for me. Everyone knew everyone, but I didn’t know anyone.
There were a lot of really talented artist there, I enjoyed a lot of the art on display. I went to go find my art and it actually took a while but I found it…below eye level. Everyone else had their art up high and in the light but for some strange reason they put my three paintings that had lots of detail and were smaller than most of the paintings there below eye level. The little old ladies there were able to see them but I don’t know if anyone else noticed them! Oh well at least this time they were all together.
I also realized that my art was one of the more expensive mini’s there and so felt embarrassed as well. But the thing is I priced my art making sure that if any one buys it I get my portion back. You see not only did I pay $20 to put my art in the gallery they have a 40% commission from sales so I made up for the loss by making my art more expensive. If you went through me it would be half the price. So yeah embarrassing, but I know I did the right thing.
With those disappointments-and feeling like a loner, I decided to go home. I must admit I did have a tiny dark cloud above my head as I walked through the door but I think I did good keeping positive for the most part. Anyways I walk through the door and heard my husband say “you’re home sooner than I thought you would be!” I found him in the kitchen…making triple chocolate cake for me! That little dark cloud poofed away that moment, and yes every single bite was delicious!