A running commentary on how a middle-aged woman, who actually got to be what she wanted to be when she grew up, is dealing with business and corporate America, while hanging on to the beliefs she formed as a hippie pacifist a long, long time ago.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Sad revelations
Well, last night I had a show at Mel's Diner on Sunset Strip in West Hollywood. I invited about 450 people, and 15 showed up. I was supposed to have the support of the West Hollywood Business Association, no one showed up. I was really sad that I didn't really sell anything, especially since I thought I did the best work of my life, but most of all, I was hurt more than I can say, because quite a few people told me they would come, and then, nothing.
I am pretty sure I am going to quit making art now. With the investment in materials and all that goes with putting a show together, I cannot afford my studio anymore, so I guess it will be closing.
I think my heart is broken and I don't have anything witty to say. More than losing my investment, and closing my business, the pain comes from knowing that people I thought were my friends didn't even care enough to show up. I feel like a fool, and that is the worst.
I guess my advice is to really look at someone who is smiling at you because they just might be pressing their lips together so that they don't laugh at you out loud.
Keep safe everyone.
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