So today I went to pick up what was left of my art at the gallery. I was pleasantly surprised and delighted to see that the box that I brought them in was half full.
I sold nine paintings! That is half of what I had brought.
This is a new concept for me. I’ve had my work at this Gallery before and sold only one piece several years ago.
I can’t even tell you how excited I am.
As I was walking out, I turned to see a group of employees whispering and all looking at me, then someone shouted, “We love your work, congratulations! “
Oh, what a rush!
This has been a fantastic way to end the year. My sculpted art has really done me well. I’ve always thoroughly enjoyed my artwork. I love to create no matter what it is. But ever since I started the sculpted pieces, I don’t know, something is different.
I never took any sculpting classes. The only experience I’ve had was in elementary school art classes, of course, making ashtrays. Oh, and playing with Play-Doh with my children, but never in a professional way.
I can’t even tell you how I began this journey. I don’t even know why I bought the first batch of clay to begin with. I remember being in an art supply store with my daughter because she was taking a drawing class, and on our way out, I said, "Oh, wait, I want to get some clay". I don’t remember why I wanted to get clay. I must’ve seen something that inspired me, but for the life of me, I don’t remember what that was. Of course, I went right to the food category. I believe the first one that I did was the taco, and then I made a blueberry tart, then pancakes, a doughnut, and then I just couldn’t stop!
Now with these more detailed sculpted works like my ice cream cone and my Ramen soup, I’m obsessed!
I just applied to be in the galleries' next juried art show. I entered my Ramen soup piece; I dedicated it to my daughter, her favorite food is ramen. This month was her 23rd birthday! Where has the time gone?
I’ll tell you where that time went; it went by spending hours upon hours upon years upon years, being inspired by everything that I have experienced in my life, and finally getting to this point with my art. Of course, I raised my kids during all that, but my artwork kept me sane. It was my therapy. It was my "Me time". And I hope I can ride this wave for a very long time.
Next month is both my husband's and my son's birthday. I'm thinking that steak and eggplant parmigiana will be on the menu. ;)
Stay inspired,
Dawn xo
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