Well, I know it’s been ages but I’ve been trying to process events at the gallery
and it’s been difficult to wrap my head around the new management style at the Gallery without
sounding petty and privileged.
Last year I experienced my best year ever - painting and selling works. It was a ball buster to keep
up and supply the gallery. In reality it was the most productive and interesting year I’ve experienced
in a longtime. Well, it’s all gone.
I’ve gone from 16 feet of wall space to 3 feet which is quite the blow - maybe it’s just my ego talking
but I’ve been struggling with the loss of representation on the first floor. There are pieces hanging
upstairs but after busting my butt last year for the gallery it just doesn’t feel right in my mind to lose
my space downstairs and that may sound petty. And then there’s the 5 small works that are missing - no one knows where they might be - so that’s another loss of income and art pieces.
There have been customers coming in looking for my work but the new management doesn’t feel a need to connect with me or call me, that’s another blow. So I guess what I’m describing is a grieving process that I have to get through emotionally. Really not sure how long it’s going to take.
I’ve started playing my ukulele again and bought 2 skateboards to get my mind out of the gutter.
Redirecting my energy for the time being.
I did get to see 4 grizzly bears in Teton National Park and red dogs(baby buffalo) in Yellowstone
National Park in May before the flood. Yellowstone was magnificent - it snowed everyday we were
there. Couldn’t ask for anything prettier.