The day of my 21, 535 and nine months upon earth began with a cup of coffee and cereal and a ten o'clock journey to the Gateway Gallery to work Ginny's shift of 10-2. The previous night I had worked on and off most of the day gathering my 8x10's, 25 of them into mattes and clear sleeves, the rest loose, to take to the gallery for a one day sale of 20.00 each. I placed it on Facebook and it seemed promising as soon Rick Bringger, my best friend arrived and he soon thereafter purchased two.
We sat about some and Ken, who was a woodworker at 84, but not looking it, a retired industrial arts teacher, who was in the gallery to volunteer as well, got out his hand-crafted dulcimer with the birds carved and all. He was rusty but played two hymns, I got out the harmonica, but my key was wrong and it just sounded bad. Rick beat upon a glass jar. Good jam session.
Well, that wound up being the only sale of the day. In all, I sold four. Two more to Kim, who is our Art League Events person. I could not print hers until an afternoon of trying again to make the Kodak 3250 work, cleaning the heads again. Melanie said she needed something printed and so I went online and ordered from Wal-Mart for 59.00 an Epson 301. I got to Walmart to pick it up and they had none. The website let me order. I was aggravated. I went to Office Max and they did not have the 301 but the next step up for 79.00. Finally got it set up about dark something and printed out the two for Kim and some others to experiment with the printer.
I still want to get a pro quality printer for around 400.00 but again, on a budget and have to skimp.
Birthday wishes on Facebook were steady. I tried to respond to everyone.
Posted several photographs and still I am getting no responses or shares like the one Suzanne posted on my sight and all the comments. I like comments more than likes, for perhaps sometime in life someone will say something useful beside beautiful or wow or nice.
It was also interesting to see a few folks looking at the photographs I had in the gallery, flipping through them rapidly, stopping at about six in and moving to something else, clearly not interested. And one was a photographer(lawyer), which probably says much....
We are that way though, flip,flip,flippant.....
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