It is the day before the Keweenaw Art Affair, my ladies are priced, packed and ready to be on display. The different stages of selling art, is unlike any other activity I have experienced.
First is the shopping for the fabric, buying things that excite my soul and delight my eyes.
Then, I get to play with the fabric, creating images that often seemingly come from nowhere.
Often, I know what I 'should' be doing for the art show, but instead I meander off onto something totally random.
It isn't until it is time to price and organize, I wonder "Will anyone but me find delight in these?" "Are these really art worthy?" "Will they look like the sewing dervish of a crazy lady in their expressions."
New this year are naked ladies.
How will they be received, intrigues me.
I love their freedom and boldness.
The playing with my soul, will now be viewed by many.
What will they see and feel?
You have to be secure enough in yourself to stand strong as your soul seems to be seen and judged.
If I didn't have so much fun, I am not sure I would be able to be so present with my ladies.
The pricing is usually my last step.
It can be hard to seemingly price your soul.
The delight seems to vanish and all that is left are critical eyes.
And faint murmurings of the quilt police.
I usually can find the place where I don't want to insult my lady.
So, I can price them in a way that is honorable, yet affordable - being that it is unique one of a kind piece of art.
I am ready to set up the display and see many of my delightful hours on display.
