Wednesday, May 19, 2010

I Miss Her Already....*sniff sniff*


Becuase I have the most wonderful Greg as an informant, I was able to sneak a monoprint called "Surma in Morning Light" into a Fundraiser auction at Leahman College Gallery at the very last minute. Greg, working as an Art Handler, calls me up at 4 pm and askes if I'd like to sell some art and if so I need to have the peice framed, curated and ready to go for early the next motning. I'm thinking, 'yay, more exposure...if only I were getting paid!" when he says, oh, yeah, and they'll split the purchase price with you as well. That night a bundled up two works, my smallest collagraph and one of my surma girl Doll Heads. Greg took both. My collagraph was sent back to me due to space constraints, but when I attended the opening night I discaovered they had listed my Monoprint Surma girl as my Collagraph. I freaked out for a half second, sure no one would buy it because it was so obviously misslabled. The fact that the spelled my name correctly and served great punch made everything OK. Then, as the night winds down I finnally see my peice hung next to Greg's miniature painting and I'm chatting away at how great the show is when greg finally points out the red dot sticker next to my print. I shrug and say, 'Yeah...so?"
"so, someone really liked it, cause they bought it"
Que me jumping up and down giggling like a shameless bunny on speed.
So , two down, 126 to go and counting.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Another piece sold




This year I submitted another piece to the Neuberger museum’s Paper Jam Auction and it sold. Not as much hoop-la over this piece, sadly. It’s a quiet collagraph that “I’m quite in love with. It was commented that she was “very simple” and I think people are more interested in Name recognition and color at the moment. I hope not, but what can you do?
Answer, add just enough colour without abandoning your original aesthetic. I'll be touching my monotonal collagraphs with some burnt reds and see how it looks.
I priced this peice higher than I would have on my own after getting some strong feed back, and as always this filled me with terror that people would laugh at me for asking so much. I wonder when that feeling of being under valued will fade away completely, or at all...