Always a bitter sweet pill when work that has left the studio makes its un- triumphant return. Disappointed they were not collected but happy to see them again!That's what happened this past week. No biggy though. All of the rest are slowly finding homes. Although, these ones coming back just prove that I have no sense of what sells and that, perhaps, is not a bad quality. I figured they would sell immediately. Nope. Not even a spec of interest. And these are the ones that were similar to the ones I did at the Secord Gallery a few years back and sold before the opening.
The Secord Gallery is busy and has 6 of my recent works so they are full for now...although on an unrelated note, I am showing with them in mid April along with my friends Brad Hall and Sally Ravindra. This meant that I had to find temporary homes for them. I unloaded 2 on an unsuspecting friend. 2 more went to my folks place who will take anything I have ever done and hang it on their wall. Another 2 went to my father's office. I guess it's kinda my way of sneaking through the back door of the province's Art Bank program - which is to say I hang work in mundane office spaces and do not get paid for it. (That will show them!) That leaves me with 2.
2 is the loneliest number that I ever knew.

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