Never Was So Happy To Be Back In The Greenhouse

It felt so comfortable.  I knew how to do everything.

I brought some of my green peppers to share and another employee gave me a big bag of the tiniest peaches.  I ate two handfuls instead of my lunch.

The 10x10 was last night.  My daughter sold one of her pieces (she was over the moon happy) and I did not sell anything.  I went to the event after work (daughter was there) and we had a nice chat and had good hors d'oeuvres (had to look that up) which had been donated by various restaurants and bakeries and I had a nice plastic cup of merlot.

We were seated quite close to where my two pieces were hanging.  Almost every viewer spent time looking very closely at both.  Intent.  Drawn to them. (they were more colorful that almost anything else) But I think the abstract-ness and the bold colors put them off.  What was it?  What would it "go with" at home? So no one was brave enough to buy either of them.

I think I was just lucky the first time.  And I should have trusted my research.  Abstract just doesn't sell. Especially in fabric. so many wonderful fabric artist have full closets of work that doesn't sell.  Most is way too expensive but the more abstract it is, well, the less likely it will sell. Oddly enough, the more abstract a painting is--the better it sells.  I think it's the fabric.  What do you think?  Next year I will do watercolor or acrylic.

I realized, while looking for my green new employment training folder, that I had never brought it home with me on Wednesday. I remember setting it down when I clocked out.  I never picked it up. I will probably get a black mark on my permanent record.