Feeling kind of blue – I can’t tell any difference in my hand after three days.
The Hand-to-Hand Market was fun, but I guess that I can stop expecting to sell books at these one-day events. I did sell a Squirtly print and a Squirtly card, which did not make up for the very inexpensive price of the space, but at least I sold something! I will have to make more of these since they seem to be the only things that I sell here in Greensboro. Hey my buddha kitty Squirt, out there in the universe, thank you, buddy!
The best part of these events is becoming a part of the artist community in Greensboro, which will continue with another group of fabulous artists when Elements opens in May. I always enjoy seeing my friends at these events, artist and non-artist! Tristin gave me some words of encouragement, saying that she had heard a lot of positive comments about my books and that they wanted me to be a part of future events. Really, at this point of my life, I am not devastated when my work doesn’t sell at fairs and events. I’m doing it to feel the excitement and energy of being with other people who share my passion for creativity. But I can’t say that I’m not a little disappointed. As I said yesterday, I’d like to stop selling online, but I have had more sales online than I have had at events. Maybe the gallery will change that, although I am approaching it as a place that will cost me $50 and a day of work per month to have fun! That way anything that I sell will be a wonderful cherry on top.
Today is a yellow socks day, which is sort of the equivalent of Powdermilk biscuits. I wear them when I need the strength to get up and do what needs to be done. We need to organize and maybe try to do our taxes, which will be more complicated this year because of Sandy’s medical bills last year. And we simply have to stop procrastinating about giving Miss Jazz her fluids. I don’t know why we dread it so much – it is really not that bad and she even seems to enjoy it.
slowly she turned 