The prints I've been slaving over for the past eight months are finally finished and hung — 25 of them at Caffé Vita not far from my house. They look great in daylight, crappy once it's dark because, well, it's a coffee shop with olive green walls and subdued lighting: no spots. Oh well. If I should be so lucky to sell one, Caffé Vita doesn't take a commission, so the $125 would be all mine.
It's a little unnerving, having ones babies, as it were, out on public display. Am I excited? Yeah, but also not without a measure of anxiety. Shee-ite. This is all new territory for me.
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| Isabelle V |
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So if you're a local, come on down to Seward Park Thursday, from 6:30-8pm in support of yet another starving artist.
Not sure if I can make it, but I really hope it goes well for you. Exhibitions are always nerve-racking occasions.
ReplyDeleteCro, excuses excuses. I fully expect you to be there.
DeleteThey're beautiful.
ReplyDeleteGood luck!
ReplyDeleteWhat a terrific series!
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Love, C.
Excited with you, T. This is wonderful - you're a warrior. All best this evening - here's hoping your bowl will be filled to overflowing xo
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