We’re all wondering. Artists, car manufacturers, clothing retailers. What’s the value we place on art and does it become one of the first non-essentials to be eliminated?
This was the weekend of the Good Hope School Fine Arts Exhibit- a juried, Caribbean Art Show of about 50 artists. Eagerly awaited by locals and snowbirds, it’s one of the biggest events of the season here.
Patron traffic and interested traffic seemed considerably less than last years show. The usual feeding frenzy of private showings before the doors open, was not a frenzy. More like a dietary fast. Red dots used to fly at this show in past years. Not this year.
I sold three paintings within 45 minutes.
OK, I didn’t faint. But damn near close.
Buying art should be as thoughtful a process as making it. Adios, frenzies. Isn’t it so much better to moderate our impulses and refine our choices, to be mindful in selecting what we bring into our lives and our homes.
I had inner tugs of conflict about prices in this new under-stimulated, yet to be bailed out time we’re living in. Lowered some prices at the last minute.
It didn’t seem to matter. If it moved or touched someone, it found a home.
These were the three-
“The Gatekeeper” 9X12 framed o/p
“August Sun ” 9X12 framed o/p
” The Elixir ” 11X14 acrylic
Valentines’ Weekend too. I felt the love.
Maybe I’ll be asked to make an appearance on Winfreys’ show.
Taken at our annual Ag Fair, also this weekend.
A glorious three day event- high spirits, great food, local everything, animals, bands, music, more food, plants, vegetables, sunburned feet, and more kissing than a frat party.
Food is eternal and a necessity. Art? You betcha.