Wet Paint

I can't make it to Deerfield Beach for the show. It's simple I could go but I couldn't come back. Not that I could get a plain ticket either. Just too much going on. The furnace the frozen plumbing the coldest day in years coming up tomorrow my wife being really pissed off that I would leave her with all the mess. I shipped about 15 bigger pieces to my friend there he will man my booth. The thing I didn't think about is that I shipped all that stuff and most of it will have to comeback. More expense. Oy.

Every thing was going okay. I could see break-even and the Dolphin died. In all the reference material, the research and conversations the importance of really reliable didn't seem important. Wow. It's the whole deal. Especially for a painter like me. Some shows I do well some badly. But the trick is you have to do enough show to average out. I spend a lot of energy working out my display and a lot of money building it. I haven't been able to deliver the show. I haven't felt confident bringing only the minimum.

I'm looking at this as an opportunity to change my work. While I'm figuring out the transportation thing I'm gonna mount a new show. Small canvases. Simplified. And Real digital. It sounds like spin and may well be. But if I didn't try to find something good I'd go nuts.

Labels: Art Fairs