Sales And Stories
As I sit here in the cozy studio corner I've created for myself in the Little Gallery where my artwork is on display at the De Grazia Gallery in the Sun, I am thankful for my ability to be positive and grateful throughout this artist-in-residency experience. I know I'm in the right spot, where I'm supposed to be, because no matter what happens or who walks through the door, every interaction coming my way is intended for me. And I'm soaking up every single minute.
Opening Day was hugely successful, by far the most lucrative day in my career as an artist. Day 2, on the other hand, has seen a lot of downtime with little foot traffic in the gallery. I imagine Mondays aren't very busy around here, and that's okay. I know it will pick up later this week with folks in town for Thanksgiving and Black Friday shoppers looking for unique gifts.
The few folks who have crossed the threshold into my space today have been more engaged in conversation, sharing their experiences of this sacred place, detailing their travels or life in Tucson, if they're locals.
Leah, from Georgia, timidly shared with me the art she likes to create. She has many memories and pictures of adventures with horses and in nature, a time she enjoyed before an awful accident that severely limited her health and completely changed her life. Leah described how she uses acrylic and canvas to bring to life the pictures she has, to feel like she's with her horses again. She dreams of showing and selling her work, and became quite emotional sharing that with me, remarking tearfully how cool my show is and how happy she was for me and my journey. It was a beautiful moment to experience, and I tried my best to keep my composure. I encouraged Leah to keep practicing, keep learning, and keep painting. She promised me she would. Maybe we'll catch Leah at DeGrazia in a few years; how awesome would that be?!
In my quiet time here today, I'm reminded that this experience will ebb and flow - some days are for sales, and some days are for stories. I'm here for it all. Every single day I spend in this space will provide the opportunity for insight and connection. I haven't brought in a single dollar today, but Leah's story (and others') have lined my pockets with the kind of stuff no price tag could ever adequately value.
*Just as I wrapped up this reflection, a nice lady and her husband moseyed in and purchased a set of notecards. Ebb and flow, baby, ebb and flow.*
