After writing the "Flushed" blog, it was soon time to go down to the gallery for my day of volunteering, part of the contract with showing. I had reserved a section and when I arrived, another artist was in the spot I had asked for. My work was against the wall in the back room. I bristled, took my work and put it in the car. If it wasn't for the board members there having a meeting, talking me into keeping my work and placing it across the hall in the same room, I would have packed it in.
As it was, I cooled down for this silly show on my part and placed eight works on the wall.
Volunteered with the excellent water color artist and was drawn again toward painting, be it oil or watercolor.
My next thought now since my pastoral, country, historic scenes do not seem to resonate, to go with perhaps some of the street photography, or all monochrome. Shock value if you will.
Even the water colorist told me the pieces she likes, no one else seems to either.
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