Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest? “Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! Luke 12:25-28 (NIV)
I warned you at the beginning of November that posts would be few and far between for a while. Between History Fair, History teacher’s meetings and a billion speaking engagements (well, not a billion but when you have eaten a half dozen rubber banquet chickens and sat through countless business meetings of organizations you are not a part of waiting your turn to speak, it feels like a billion), life is very full. This week alone I will have sixteen hours of comp time. It is no wonder that my blood pressure is sky high and today, my doctor lectured me about “the silent killer” and urged me to fill and TAKE the prescription she gave me. I only saw her because my toe still hurts. I’m convinced when my toe quits hurting my blood pressure will go down, but of course, that will also be about the time November is over. If I don’t end up in the emergency room from a stroke or food poisoning first. All of that to say that the last thing I needed was to finally get the appointment I have been angling for at our local art center to show them some of my glass work and see if they will sell it in their market. But, of course, I did get the appointment. In between working overtime I’ve madly scrambled to make and fire more things. The appointment is tomorrow, so today after the doctor’s appointment, I bought seventeen dollars worth of bubble wrap and a bag of Lindt milk chocolate candies. The chocolate was because the silent killer might catch up with me at any moment, and I want to die happy. The bubble warp was in case it doesn’t, and I have to haul a thousand dollars worth of glass to the art center tomorrow. Though I already submitted my “portfolio”, I am filled with anxiety about whether they will want my work and whether I can afford to put it there. If they ask 40% commission as I have heard some galleries do, I will make about $10 per piece after I deduct my materials. Unless of course, Donald Trump decides to go shopping in on the west coast of Florida and buy it all up without looking at the price tags. Who knows? He might. Some of the pieces are quite nice even if I do say so myself. I’ve posted a few of my favorites. I love the orange and blue fish and the sunflower bowl turned out well, too. It’s funny to look back a year ago and see what I was so proud of then. I’ve come a long way. I just hope I can sell a few things to justify the time and money I have invested in this hobby. In the meantime, I will take a few deep breaths and try to relax about it. After all, worrying won’t help things. And staying calm might even keep the silent killer at bay.
Ah me! You are goofy and all over the map with this post- foot, HBP, rubber chickens, and your gallery appointment! They wouldn't invite you in unless they want your work- and who wouldn't? It's beautiful! I love the orange and blue fish- he came out super! And you know I love your 'fossil' fish- both the bowl and the piece in the stand. They probably will charge too much of a percentage-if they don't, let me know! I'm still working to stay even with supplies and materials. But! I definitely think you should hold back on turning over the little humpback candle piece because I know someone who will pay you full price with no sales commission. I need a little graduation gift for my girl and this is just the thing. It was SO nice to see you. (Fill the script.)
I think my favorites are the sunflower bowl and the circle of dolphins plate. But they're ALL so nice!!!
Don't ignore the BP warning from your doctor. In the past two weeks, both my parents have landed in the hospital with BP-related emergencies – it's been very scary. While my Dad's heart issues seems resolved, they're still trying to figure out what's going on with my mom.
You must have been a girl scout – you are prepared for any eventuality!
THEY ARE ALL GORGEOUS!!!
You take it easy Cathy. We worry you know. 🙂
I'm so excited for your opportunity with the art center!
Your work is so beautiful and I have no doubt it will sell well.
Take care of yourself though – becoming a famous artist posthumously would really stink LOL
Update: The gallery sales manager took eight pieces on consignment with a "gulp" 40% commission which forced me to mark the prices at an ridiculous amount. She took all my favorites and yours, too, I think: The orange fish, the red bonefish, the sunflowers on the stand, the alligator, the sunflower bowl, the small dolphin and moon bowl, the turquoise dolphin bowl and the striped bowl. Pray that some crazy rich person who loves glass comes in and buys the lot will you?!
You have come such a long way!!! Your work is absolutely beautiful. I know I have missed quite a few compelling posts since my visits have been few but I want to say…thank you for all the supportive comments you leave me. I want you to take your prescription and commit to making December a time of slowing down to count the snowflakes…okay so not in Florida perhaps but you get my drift. 😉