. . . read, painted, read

. . . alternating between the two, putting off what I should do. Which is getting ready for the women's expo coming up in about ten days. I need to decide what I'm taking with me. Then I need to decide how to display the paintings that are not stretched or framed, and how to explain why they are not, and how to tell people that stretching the painting is no big deal, and fairly inexpensive if they go where I go to have it done. I need to decide on prices of what I know I'll be taking with me. That's really hard for me to do. I have to figure out whether I'll include any of my photographs and digital and nondigital collages, and if so, I will need to have the digitals printed, or print them myself, and then get mats for them. I need to dream up some clever names. And the list goes on. . .

I have learned not to go into these types of things with big expectations of sales. I think most people need to think about their purchase of art. . . it's not a spur of the moment impulse sale for most people. I think just getting out in the public, getting some exposure, and handing out cards, is about all I can reasonably expect to achieve. But the networking potential is invaluable.

I felt positively compelled to paint this little ten by ten red/orange, just to see if I could. . . you may recognize it as somewhat similar to my photo that I posted after the big red painting more or less slid off the canvas. I now have three paintings of the same size, all of rusted out or decayed surfaces. . . a blue, a yellow, and a red. I would hang them as a group. Maybe someone else will find them interesting and buy them as a group.