The gallery has been open a few months now, and so far five paintings have sold. Only five. The little things have been my bread and butter, and that's ok, but I have a joyful feeling when a larger painting that will hang in someone's home sells. It is really fun when I know the art and the artist, and a buyer really connects with a piece. And besides, I get a financial reward for being the go-between.
Yesterday a couple came in for the third time. The first time was about two months ago when they brought in swatches of fabric and pictures of the space that needed art on the wall. They talked about their decorator and desired colors, and their travels. Nothing was the perfect fit. Today they returned. "Remember us?" the man asked. Honestly, I don't remember people as well as I did when I could see their whole face, but after a sentence or two, I did recall them and the care they took into making their decision not to purchase. Today they made a quick decision to purchase, and it was one they had not even considered before. The man was especially pleased, and like a hunter-gatherer, he quickly took ownership of the painting. After they got home, they texted me with the pic of it in that familiar space. Just perfect. They were thrilled, and the artist and I were thrilled also.
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