Today was the drop off day for the Group Art Show at the bookstore. I finished the framing yesterday, put all the finishing touches to make a nice presentation, and was satisfied and relieved. I had errands and plans for this morning, and getting to the bookstore was one of my several destinations. I was not prepared for the emotional response my body gave me!
Yesterday I did not feel well in the afternoon, I was stressed, as my day included going to the dentist along with finishing my framing. I had applied the brown paper to the back of the paintings, as well as my business card and the protective plastic "dots", as I call them, to the lower edge, prior to leaving my house. I still needed to apply the wiring for when I returned home, but I started to feel sick while I was out and returning home. Since I am very healthy, I start analyzing: am I stressed from going to the dentist, I am just over tired from a bad week of snow storms and driving in bad weather, am I getting sick? I rested and by evening I worked on the wiring, hung them up, made my adjustments, then put them in a bag along with several business cards.
This morning I felt better, but still not completely well. I knew it was stress, as I had the feeling of hands on my shoulders pressing down. I had four stops before heading to the bookstore on the highway, and the pressure increased. Trying to keep focused on my driving and my breathing, I found my way to the bookstore. I went inside with my bag and found another woman there with her bag of art work, just like me. I started feeling better when inside, I spoke to the woman, who was excited, and the owner, filled out my paper work, found out I was the forth person there so far, then I left. The hands lifted from my shoulders. I started to drive away, then ended up at the McDonald's across the street to have oatmeal and hot chocolate for comfort and take a few minutes to process what just happened to me.
The best I can guess is that I love my work so much, especially all dressed up in frames, that I was reacting to potentially not having them anymore. I put my heart and soul into my work, I create to the best of my ability, and I know when my art piece is right because I love it. I have to remind myself I can recreate the paintings anytime I want, I own the tea pot and the pitcher, I can set up another still life setting. This is the goal I am heading towards, of having my artwork out in the world for others to love as well. Maybe this is all a bit scary. Good thing I'm only working on a small scale art show! I need to get broken in! Wish me luck. Next week is a reception to attend! Am including the website of the bookstore, is a really nice place to stop by.
Booklover's Gourmet
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