Artists are funny people. We will set up our wares almost anywhere, at any time, in hopes that somebody will come and look at it.
The Holiday Sale at the art club is scheduled to open tomorrow, the very day that the storm is scheduled to arrive in Cincinnati. Yet, there we were carefully arranging our displays, thinking optimistically that all manner of shoppers would be flocking to this little out-of-the-way building in a quiet, residential corner of the city. The funniest part about it, though, is that regardless of the storm, the cold, and the location... I'm still excited about participating and having my work on display among all the other artists. I don't really care how many people show up to see it, or if anything sells. That would be nice, yes, but the true satisfaction comes from the process leading up to the sale. It just makes me feel good to DO it.Each artist was allotted a five-foot space, so I hung only my pen and ink drawings done on antique envelopes. It made a nice little vintage-shop array, I thought.
I also used parts of antique envelopes to make gift tags, and included one with each framed drawing. The postmarks on the gift tags are dated in 1942 from Cincinnati, and many have war bond advertisements. I thought they would be something fun.
I did all that yesterday, before the storm hit. Today I'm going to stay inside, safe and warm, and imagine all those shoppers clamoring to buy a piece of artwork.
(I hope you're all safe during this coming storm too. About 6" of snow expected here. It's supposed to hit many areas pretty hard, I understand.)
Gasp! I just realized, I forgot about leaving business cards! I'd better dash down there during the blizzard today and make sure I put some on the table, so the throngs can pick them up and rush home to call me!