I think I've said this time after time and I'm saying it again. Art is supposed to make you feel. That feeling might be happy or sad or mad or serene or laugh .....whatever. Art is supposed to speak to you and not just match your couch.
That said, today I picked up my piece from the fair. It's been showing in the fine arts building for about a month. I've shown here for the past several years and it's a good place to sell and just get your name out there. 40,000 people a day go to the fair an as artist you just want your work to be seen.
I'm excited to say that this year I won second place and the judges choice award in the professional division. I never imagined I would ever win anything like this and I'm really honored.
(yay! See it in the left hand corner)
I'm getting to it........Each year after the fair you are sometimes given and envelope that has "interests cards" in it. Meaning people that are interested in buying your painting give their info and at the end of the fair you contact them and see if they still would like to buy your piece. In past years I have sold some pieces, but this year in my "interest card" envelope was this........
(This is the piece in mention)
This painting has been quite a conversation piece. Basically that is why I chose to paint it. I wanted to make people think. I don't find it disturbing or offensive, basically because it's me. I've come a long way in my life to be comfortable just being me and this is a celebration of that.
I'm contemplating a response email and as you can imagine hubby and I have hashed it around and we have some funny shit we could write if we choose to.
One of those days, sheeeesh.