I have been an artist and a student of the arts for as long as I can remember, that is where my heart and soul live. The truth is most people who love the arts only get to visit because day to day because they work at jobs that pay a salary. Always I have found the time to be in and with the arts through classes, museums, galleries, books, movies, music and my own works. Last weekend I was lucky enough to get an extended visit by exhibiting 18 of my own pieces at the “Salem Spring Fling” at the Woodbury School in Salem, NH.
This was only the second art show I have ever been in. The first was in 1973 and a very big, disappointing lesson. I was a teenager and I believed that it would be a weekend of fun and making new friends, but this show was very competitive and had a mean streak. I never wanted to do another show. Even though I have always worked at my art, this experience made me keep it mostly to family and myself.
What changed? There has been a universal conspiracy force pushing me. My husband and family have always encouraged me but when the rest of the universe joins in, it will cut through the inertia.
Beginning in January when I was laid off from a job I had come to hate aspects of the corporate world, especially the parts where poisonous people worked at being bullies. You know the type: gruff to you but smiles to others. That kind of environment eats at you. Doing my best work in whatever situation was how I have lived my life, but that place was the first place where I got to a place where I didn’t care.
Feeling free, I started looking for other work and was creating art every day. I was very productive. In February my niece ask me if she could put one of my works into an auction and 10 people entered bids and the piece sold! I was very encouraged because someone liked my art enough to buy it.
I contacted the Greater Salem Artist Association, went to their meeting March 12th, joined the Association and signed up for the “Spring Fling” art show. That night my husband and I talked and agreed that I could look for part time work so I could work on my art more. The next morning, Friday the 13th (always a good day for us), we were
talking about how to display my work at the show when I got a call about a job from a woman the next town over. I interviewed that afternoon, which went very well and, as it turned out, it was a part-time job.
With lots of help from my husband the show went very well! My daughter developed my web site and my artwork looks amazing due to my daughter-in-law. I want to thank them for their love and support, and the rest of the universe for the kick-in-the-butt.