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I see, I would be excited. But, I've never really lived in any other states. Well except for the first three years of my life I lived in Wisconsin, but that's not a big stretch from MN.Monkeypoo wrote:The move is happening on June 12th. Getting a bit scared. Friends and family are waiting for me anxiously. It's getting down to the wire now. What the hell do I know about opening an Art Gallery?? I'm wondering if I even know what the hell I am getting myself into.
I think I need another drink...
Anyways, an art gallery? How'd that all come about? I didn't know that's why you were moving. Sounds like a great opportunity though.
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OK. Back from the store. Raspberry vodka and some kind of orange juice drink. Listening to the Ramones. Had too much anxiety today about the move today, so I decided, "What the fuck. Let's feel better, shall we?"
I cannot believe I'm leaving in less than 4 weeks. I guess I'm excited, but scared at the same time. Big change.
**pours shots of vodka**
I cannot believe I'm leaving in less than 4 weeks. I guess I'm excited, but scared at the same time. Big change.
**pours shots of vodka**
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**backing up, reading over the past couple of postings**
The Art Gallery. Oh, jeez. OK. I met this wonderful friend when I was 15. Terry. She was 16. We went to high school together in NY. I've been an artist since I was 3. She's an artist too. So, OK, fast forward. We've been friends for over 30 years. Her on the east coast. Me on the west coast. We lost contact for 18 years, until 1995 when I found out her whereabouts over the internet. Miracles happen, people. So, we connected again. She is very business-savvy. She's had several successful businesses. Me, I'm just creative. After we got back in touch, it was like time never passed at all. We picked up where we left off. So for the last 10 years we've been talking about fulfilling our dreams of opening up an Art Gallery. An Art Co-Op, if you will. Now Terry lives in NC. My mom lives in WV and I need to keep an eye on my mom cuz she's had 2 heart attacks in 2 years and I just need to be around my mom, ya know? She'll only be 2 hours away. I love her. And Sammi (my kid) is 19 years old, has her own career going as a top rate piercer here in SacTown, and I need a change, so, Terry is coaxing me and persuading me that NOW is the time to go for our dreams. Her hubby is in real estate and has found a store front in downtown Charlotte, NC. All I wanna do is artwork. And she's all for it, and hey, it just sounds like a good move and if I don't do it I'll always wonder, "What if I didn't try?" Everybody is telling me to go for it. Life is all about art anyway...and expression, so, I dunno. Seems like a good thing. I have no idea what is ahead, but Terry keeps saying let's go for it. I think she has always had more confidence in my art than I have. Are other artists as critical of their stuff as I am? I mean, I like my stuff, and I get great enjoyment out of making it, but I'd rather give it away. Terry says I could make a living at it. Maybe what I need is just a swift kick in the ass to just do it. They say "Do what you love, the money will follow..."
Anybody for another shot?
The Art Gallery. Oh, jeez. OK. I met this wonderful friend when I was 15. Terry. She was 16. We went to high school together in NY. I've been an artist since I was 3. She's an artist too. So, OK, fast forward. We've been friends for over 30 years. Her on the east coast. Me on the west coast. We lost contact for 18 years, until 1995 when I found out her whereabouts over the internet. Miracles happen, people. So, we connected again. She is very business-savvy. She's had several successful businesses. Me, I'm just creative. After we got back in touch, it was like time never passed at all. We picked up where we left off. So for the last 10 years we've been talking about fulfilling our dreams of opening up an Art Gallery. An Art Co-Op, if you will. Now Terry lives in NC. My mom lives in WV and I need to keep an eye on my mom cuz she's had 2 heart attacks in 2 years and I just need to be around my mom, ya know? She'll only be 2 hours away. I love her. And Sammi (my kid) is 19 years old, has her own career going as a top rate piercer here in SacTown, and I need a change, so, Terry is coaxing me and persuading me that NOW is the time to go for our dreams. Her hubby is in real estate and has found a store front in downtown Charlotte, NC. All I wanna do is artwork. And she's all for it, and hey, it just sounds like a good move and if I don't do it I'll always wonder, "What if I didn't try?" Everybody is telling me to go for it. Life is all about art anyway...and expression, so, I dunno. Seems like a good thing. I have no idea what is ahead, but Terry keeps saying let's go for it. I think she has always had more confidence in my art than I have. Are other artists as critical of their stuff as I am? I mean, I like my stuff, and I get great enjoyment out of making it, but I'd rather give it away. Terry says I could make a living at it. Maybe what I need is just a swift kick in the ass to just do it. They say "Do what you love, the money will follow..."
Anybody for another shot?
I'm not known for making major courageous changes in my life on a regular bases but every once in awhile even I have to say what the fuck this might be stupid but I'm doing it anyway. Seems like the fates, the gods, or the universe who or what ever it is that watches out for fools has always made it work out for the best.
Sounds like your ready, what's the worst that could happen? Is that really that bad? go for it!
Sounds like your ready, what's the worst that could happen? Is that really that bad? go for it!
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You know, any artist that I've met is generally very critical of their own work. And any artist that I've met that thinks their stuff is great, usually isn't. I guess what I'm saying is that true artists are always critical of their work. I think that's how we improve and evolve. If you don't think there is anything wrong with your own work, you won't try to make it better, so you won't grow. Am I making any sense here?Monkeypoo wrote: Are other artists as critical of their stuff as I am? I mean, I like my stuff, and I get great enjoyment out of making it, but I'd rather give it away. Terry says I could make a living at it. Maybe what I need is just a swift kick in the ass to just do it. They say "Do what you love, the money will follow..."
Anybody for another shot?
Oh, and I'll just grab myself another Twisted Tea. I love this stuff.
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Oh, Zule, it's so good to see you again...
**hugs** And BlueNightOwl, I have missed you so much..... **hugs**
OK. As an example of what I feel about my art (and I gotta stop doing this, dammit!!), I was at a Rennaissance Faire (did mispell that? Oh, who gives a shit anyway?). Anyway, I had this walking stick that I woodburned on it. It was of a Wizard with this long ol' beard, and he was all wise and mystical looking and all... This lady came up to me and offered me $150 for the stick....cuz it was her husband's birthday and he loved wizards. I gave it to her for $50. I just wanted her to be happy. And I could already picture the look on her husband's face when she gave it to him. It's not about the money. Or is it? If the Universe gives you a gift....I dunno what I'm trying to say here.... If you have a gift, doesn't it feel better if you create it and then make somebody happy by it??....oh hell, what are the words?? I gave the walkimg stick to this lady and it was so hard to take her money, but she insisted, but all I was happy about was that somebody enjoyed the creativeness...and wanted to pass it on to someone that SHE loved...
THAT gave me joy. I didn't care about the money. I really didn't...
I cared more about her joy in it. And the joy her husband was going to feel on his birthday when she gave it to him.
Another shot. Oh, fuck, I have missed you people. XOXO
OK. As an example of what I feel about my art (and I gotta stop doing this, dammit!!), I was at a Rennaissance Faire (did mispell that? Oh, who gives a shit anyway?). Anyway, I had this walking stick that I woodburned on it. It was of a Wizard with this long ol' beard, and he was all wise and mystical looking and all... This lady came up to me and offered me $150 for the stick....cuz it was her husband's birthday and he loved wizards. I gave it to her for $50. I just wanted her to be happy. And I could already picture the look on her husband's face when she gave it to him. It's not about the money. Or is it? If the Universe gives you a gift....I dunno what I'm trying to say here.... If you have a gift, doesn't it feel better if you create it and then make somebody happy by it??....oh hell, what are the words?? I gave the walkimg stick to this lady and it was so hard to take her money, but she insisted, but all I was happy about was that somebody enjoyed the creativeness...and wanted to pass it on to someone that SHE loved...
THAT gave me joy. I didn't care about the money. I really didn't...
I cared more about her joy in it. And the joy her husband was going to feel on his birthday when she gave it to him.
Another shot. Oh, fuck, I have missed you people. XOXO
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I think that it's lovely that you wanted to give it to her. There's nothing wrong with trying to spread some joy in this world. Though I think you have to be pratical as well. I think it depends. Did you need the money? It's also important to pay your bills. But if you are well enough off then there is nothing wrong with giving it away. You thought that it was valuable, but value can mean more than just money. Joy is valuable.
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