I Am an Artist

The flies are buzzing around my face as I take the sopping rainbow strips to dry on the rack outside. I sold one of my Artworks this week. It was in a local virtual exhitbition and sold on the last day to a local woman.

Being so close I dropped it off to her home. Being the nervous artist I am, I wrapped that piece as if it was going on a 10,000 mile journey with carless postal workers. It was wrapped in Bubble wrap (nearly a whole roll), tissue paper, reinforced corners and to top it all off- wrapping paper.

I could say I had wrapped it like this to protect it if it had been posted. But that is a lie. I don't like scrutiny of my work while I am present. I am not the type of artist who hangs around their own work at an exhibition opening, waiting for people to comment on it to their friends.

Due to the Art show being virtual, the beautiful buyer had never seen it in real life! My pieces look fantastic in photos but they have a tactile nature. It is "visually tactile", if such a phrase exisits. It has dips and valleys, curves and edges. It is abstract and real all at the same time and should be viewed in real life if at all possible before purchase.

I also wanted the woman to have a momentary affair with my work. If a work does not capture you in the first moment you're not going to buy it. Although she had seen it on a screen - the magic needs to be there

when you meet it for the first time. I did not want to temper her 'momentary affair' with the need to cater to the ego of the Artist standing before her at the front door of her home.

Later in the day I received a beautiful email from my customer, using the word "thrilled".

She signed it, Yours in Art.

I am an Artist