Becoming a gallery owner: Appreciate my commitment even without a witty pict...

Becoming a gallery owner: Appreciate my commitment even without a witty pict...: "I'm writing this from the comfort of an outdoor heater. Today was the first day of my course. It was a bit weird as I was more qualified tha..."

Appreciate my commitment even without a witty picture!

I'm writing this from the comfort of an outdoor heater. Today was the first day of my course. It was a bit weird as I was more qualified than the tutor. Was a little uncomfortable for the first bit but once I relaxed and she realised I wasn't a threat. We had a great day doing experimental printmaking. I had an absolute ball. It was great, we got on and made beautiful prints. There are pictures which I'll upload tomorrow.
Gallery news is a bit thin on the ground as my day was spent reconnecting with my inner printmaker. I learnt a few things that have given me confidence that I'm doing the right thing. There's a definite need for a workshop this side of the water. Also that people repeat attenders which is brilliant. They live near me so I will be a lot closer than Bournemouth. So happy times. The people on the course were all cool and I do like the smell of White spirit in the morning. I received bills at the gallery, my phone bill for a phone which I've had for two weeks and apparently has already cost me £90. I'm a little bit worried by that. I am now the proud owner of a door chime and three smoke detectors. Brilliant for me and safe for my future clients. As I'm typing this on my phone I'm going to keep it short. Tomorrow will be the great unveiling of my first prints in months. I hope you will like them. Until tomorrow. Please test out the comment gadget because I just need to know if it works. Thank you!

Becoming a gallery owner: Is Anybody Else Awake?

Becoming a gallery owner: Is Anybody Else Awake?: "I should be asleep but I'm not, however, my insomnia has allowed me to figure out how to do something to make it easier for you to comment...."

Is Anybody Else Awake?

I should be asleep but I'm not, however, my insomnia has allowed me to figure out how to do something to make it easier for you to comment. Please can you try it out on my next blog just so that I know it works? I'm looking into a way of an easier way for people to follow me without signing up for any account. The picture is called 'Nightmare' but I don't really think it's particularly scary.
I've always wondered what other people do when they can't sleep. I seem to try and problem solve or worry. I've opted for problem solving this evening as I have to go to school tomorrow so actually need some sleep.
I shall say goodnight but it's technically morning. Have a good day today!! I'm hoping to, hand permitting.

Becoming a gallery owner: These Things Take Time - Thanks Morrissey

Becoming a gallery owner: These Things Take Time - Thanks Morrissey: "The first thing I should tell you is that my hand is on the mend. The pain has all but subsided just the occasional twinge. I'm still not g..."

Becoming a gallery owner: Help Me Please, I'm Having a Bad Hand Day!!

Becoming a gallery owner: Help Me Please, I'm Having a Bad Hand Day!!: "Thwarted!!! I went to the gallery full of good intentions today. I unpacked by new kettle and got changed into my work clothes. Expecting ..."

Help Me Please, I'm Having a Bad Hand Day!!

Thwarted!!! I went to the gallery full of good intentions today. I unpacked by new kettle and got changed into my work clothes. Expecting to spend the day doing my 'gallery chores'. With scraper in hand I decided to tackle the gaffer tape that is all over the gallery as the previous owner, who shall remain nameless so let's call him Numpty for the purposes of this blog. Numpty thought Blue Tack was passe so a far more permanent and ultimately annoying way to put up posters, memos, calendars, post it notes, (yes you read that right) was gaffer tape. Combine this with a serious addiction to drilling holes you've got to wonder what a trick cyclist would make of it. Subsequently, I have had to do some serious scraping. I had one more door to tackle my lovely stable door that Matt made me. I was fine for about 20 minutes before a familiar twinge set in. I couldn't believe it! I persevered until I'd finished but decided that I'd already done too much. I start a course tomorrow and it is fairly crucial that I am able to hold a pencil as it is an art course. I reluctantly had put down tools and have come home again.

It is with frustration that I am at home writing my blog early with very little to report. The good news is that my recently holidaying brain has returned with a vengeance, slightly tanned and very relaxed. I am going to get to grips with my artists pictures and put them up.

I think I'm going to need to get my hand looked at, I might need some super sexy wrist support. If I get my eyes tested to maybe I could score a double whammy with flesh tone wrist support and some National Health glasses. If I bought some Clarks shoes I could become the adult version of the kid that was always bullied at school. You could add a certain fragrance to that to complete the picture. You knew the kid, you pick the fragrance. See 'Cool Kid' Accessories. Could have put a picture of a 'Snot Bubble' but I'm guessing that none of you will have trouble recalling that particular nicety.