Today follows the plein aire world wide paint out at the town center of OCALA.
Besides the rain , there were other distractions that seemed to make it a dismal day for selling painitngs. I have complained before about not selling at these events . When I lived in Louisiana, I was chair-person for an art show connected to a festival in my hometown. THere again, people wanted the artist to pay fees, frame work, haul, and damage their works but not make one sale. I know we artist are doing what we love and would paint even though sales are far and few between. I was able to communicate ALL THESE FEELING AND FRUSTRATIONS with two lovely artist .
I did find my day enjoyable DUE TO BEING WITH NANCY MOSKOVICH AND JARRY STAPLETON AT THE BLAKELY HOUSE.
NANCY IS AN EXCELLENT PAINTER AND HAS ORGANIZATIONAL SKILLS I CAN ONLY TRY TO IMITATE. HER INVITATION to paint with her on the porch of this beautiful gift store, restuarant, spa was heaven sent. Beside a warm welcome, while we painted, we were treated to coffee and muffins by the staff of this historical house.
I plan to return. I did paint the following from the porch:
We take a bit of each person with us as we make these jouneys through life. That day with OCTAGANRIAN Jarry Stappleton gave me the affirmation that convinces me even though I don't sell , I am still one of the blessed people who try to call themselves artist or painters. Knowing what Jarry has overcome ,I watched her climb steps and haul her supplies to this spot and that . Her efforts and zeal tell me that what I desire and strive for is real. I am not chasing butterflies or clouds.(except to paint them)...but I am answering an inner drive .
1 comment:
Carole, I am touched by all your kind words. Thank you so much. Thanks too for the fabulous shout out.
I'd be upset at that photo of "my grandmother's arm," but both photos are as good as photos of me get. I'm a camera breaker.
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