So it's me, isn't it?
I ran into Tim Wraight the first night at the Expo dinner, and got to thinking this "no deal" might not be such a bad thing. In 2000, while setting my goals in conjunction with the Small Business marketing courses, I resolved, as a weaver, I wanted to bake cake, not bread, and everything I've been doing indicates that I'm heading that way. I mean no disrespect for what other weavers weave, but maybe mine's not a gallery/shop kind of stuff, (at least I'm sticking to this theory for now,) and thankfully, I don't have to make a living out of this. I'd just like to be able to finance the venture, though.
Oh, I did sell a cashmere piece to a smartly-dressed painter Kathy Reilly of Golden Bay. In fact, I've been buying her cards for a while now, and discovered she does a totally different type of drawings as well. In fact, it was wonderful to connect names/faces to the artworks; I've been familiar with so many of the artists' works for a while.
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Thank you for sharing this with us Meg and sorry you didn't get a "deal". It's a very brave thing to do putting your heart and soul out there (or on a trading table).
I do believe there is something going on with galleries and fibre is a "no no" at the moment. I don't believe they understand what goes into the making of a woven work of art - how often have you found fibre art tucked into an alcove or stuck on an unlit shelf at the back of a gallery room. So gallery people, what can we do to have you appreciate our fibre art??
Gee, Dianne. Hadn't really thought about how often I do find fiber tucked away in the dark and dusty corner. Ben often hears me hyperventilating in strange corners.... Hummmm...... I wonder how it's done in other countries.
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