For me, that scary 4 letter word isn't "love". Or "hate." Or "work". Or "wash", for that matter.
(Of course, not everyone in the family feels that way - just say "wash" to the dog and watch the dust trail disappear into the distance.)
For me, and my art practise, the scary word is "Sale."
And I'm writing this because I am very soon going to be having one.
It started with a studio clean up. I found folders and files and loose sheets of paper with scribbles on and all sorts of work that I've done in the last 18 months and then ferreted away into the depths.
It didn't take long to see that I have a pile of work that needs to make it's way out into the world so I can make new work.
I haven't actively offered my work to the world since my exhibition, where all my retail prices were first set, which closed 1st Feb 2015. Twelve months and counting.
I've arted in that time, but I haven't offered the fruits of my labour to anyone.
And now I am. Kick to the bum delivered, courage low and determination mid- high. I'm pretty proud of myself right now, because even if next to nothing sells, I'm doing it instead of thinking about it. Good feeling.
So now why am I blogging about it?
First, it's a triumph for me. Pushing my work as a saleable commodity is a mountain I am climbing on this art adventure, and it's a big one. Sometimes it wins, and you see and hear nothing from me. Sometimes I win. And then I celebrate by having a sale.
The 2nd truth is, I'm doing an experiment. Facebook has noticed that I posted the word "Sale" and now I think it is reducing my reach until I pay to get the word out there. So I'm doing a sneaky. (Don't tell - although I suspect the machines are smarter than me when it comes to this stuff.)
Click here to be taken to the sale page.
Prices apply from 18th April - 6th May 2016. Plenty of time to have a look and get yourself something special. Or your mum. It's aussie Mother's Day soon, after all.
And I love posting stuff, too. xx