These were some last minute additions to the other pieces I took to the May art walk at Essex Studios last weekend. A second painted body form and a glass dial I designed a little scene on.
So I went with my mother last Thursday to set up that afternoon. It was definitely something to set up all of my work and have to leave it over night, trusting all would be left alone until I returned…lol Despite my stuff being nothing to lose sleep over, I was a little worried. Below are pictures I took over the weekend. I did sell three pictures which included one of the small crayon drawings I’ve shared here. Several pieces of my jewelry were sold along with a blouse my mother made and one of her large quilts. Together we made twice the amount of registration, so I couldn’t walk away feeling too bad. I think what put me out more was how overdone I felt for what the reality turned out to be. That and also how few of the people we both invited actually cared enough to show up. It sort of confirmed how out of sight/out of mind I feel from others. Couldn’t help wondering why I tried so hard.
But then there was one truly bright moment where two of my acquaintances from the NAMI class I invited did follow through with their commitment to meet me there and see what I had to share. They said they got lost trying to find the studio yet managed to continue on and make it anyway. That really meant so much to me, and one of them went away with one of my favorite paintings. I gave her another one I saw she was interested in for free along with what she purchased. Both of these women said how proud they were of me for the work that went into this first showing. It was honestly difficult to find many words to respond with. I’m not used to support of the sort like what they showed me and it’s helped to push me further than I thought I was ever meant to go with my art, or involving others in anything I do. This could be the first and last show I do or the beginning of several for years to come for all I know. The possibilities are real though, and I am so grateful for that.
This was on opening night…
The wall after set up…
Below are some of the pieces my mother brought alongside me.
And a snap shot of her on day two…lol Caught off guard.
We brought some extra stuff the second day, but it was unfortunately worse than the first night as far as general foot traffic. A lot was going on in the city last weekend and I’m just grateful for those who did stop by our little booth and take in what was there.
In closing, one shot of me against the wall that my mother took at her insistence (you can tell I was beat by then…lol).