Scratch That

Magenta Edge, 2006, Oil on Panel, 16x20

My happy limbo will be ending now. There has been an interesting turn of events up here in the last week and I need to get back to work, pronto.

Doug has a store down in the city, in Soho. It's been open for almost 2 years and he has gotten to know most of the other people who have businesses on his block. He has been pestering me to send my info to the gallery located just a few doors down, but I was so busy for much of the last 6 months that that seemed like an overwhelming task. However, now that I have had a break and since my website has been updated and is looking all spiffy, I decided to email the owner and send her the link to my site. The next day I received an email (just to balance things out however, I received no response whatsoever from the two galleries in Philadelphia that I also sent my link to) asking me if they could see a few pieces in person and so I sent four paintings with Doug when he went down to the city the other day.

I spoke with the gallery owner after their meeting, and she said she wanted to try out the work and see what kind of response they attract. She would also like to see, at some point, larger pieces, which would be more appropriate for their space. Needless to say, this is pretty exciting for a midwestern gal who has always had vague romantic notions of showing her art in NYC. While I certainly know that my work could totally bomb, I feel fairly confident that it won't. I have had several galleries try out my work this way and it has always gone well, usually resulting in representation and exhibition opportunities. I am also happy with this "easing" into a relationship with a new gallery. Less stressful all around, I think.

But my kids managed to remind me that there will be no time for my delusions of grandeur. I told them about it when they got home from school and my son's response was "Cool. What's for dinner?"