Weekend II
So we are more than mid-way through Open Studios. Tomorrow will be the last day of the four days in the two weekend affair. So far there have been many visitors and much accolades, but few sales. Perhaps it has to do with the volatility of the stock market or the precarious nature of the job market, general fear during the recession or the fact that it was one of the first weekends where the sun was bright and the hills were calling. Whatever it was or is, it is not contributing to many visitors opening up their wallets and buying a painting or two.
It’s been a strange couple of weeks. While we have been busy preparing our work, making labels, ordering and mailing postcards, sending out emails, buying food and drink, putting out flowers, working other jobs, the only painting that I’ve done is a small gouache landscape of the marshlands over in Greenbrae. Meanwhile a man tries to blow up an SUV in Times Square, the stock market drops 1000 points, Greece is falling apart. Our lives are uncertain. Tonight, sure that I had a blood clot behind my right knee, I call Kaiser advice nurse. She tells I can do some stretching.
Somehow going on about my Abstract landscape painting seems folly. But what I can tell you is that upon seeing my most recent painting called “There’s always another point of view,” people are saying that it is mysterious, and for tonight, that’s enough for me.