God bless the paranoid artists

I had a visit today by another artist. A photographer who was interested in exhibiting his work. I am always happy to meet artists confident to sell their work since, speaking from experience, some of us view our creations as "children" and are reluctant to give them up. We (artists) teeter from "our work is not good enough" to the other extreme.

This is where the paranoia bleeds into the interview. I find myself at a loss when an artist expresses concern over someone else profiting from there work. This may be from copying images from the Internet, to stealing images at the local 1 hour photo. I can only hope that one of the artists I represent are in such demand. I try to explain that sharing the work is a risk we must take in order to gain any sort of recognition. We can remain unknown and preserve ourselves, or put our faith in the majority of mankind and expect compensation for a legitimate sale.

My heart goes out to the artists whose fear prevents them from experiencing the joy that comes with a paycheck.

There may be life after a Minnesota winter.

Hi there;
Dear Diary;
To Whom It May Concern;

There has been traffic to my new art gallery. Some leave salty melting footprints on my painted concrete floors, while others are added to the statistics pages of my website www.rubyhillgallery.com. I have been faithfully sitting patiently waiting for a curious live person to stop in on there way to the local bank or bar. I shiver in my longjohns cleverly hidden under my long skirts and pants that are all a size or two too large. It seams one can burn a lot of calories drinking coffee and freezing all day.

This is where the Blah comes in to my blahg. The facts are dull, but the reality of a new business is that if no one knows you are there, and there is no money coming in, then being comfortably warm is a luxury. Oh, by the way, the locals call tempetures in the 20's "warm".

I am new to blogging and the internet but value its power. On that note I am pleased to insert another's blog that I stumbled across while reviewing my website's stats. You see, I had a visit by, yes, a live person who, yes, found my website, and yes, he is an artist-photographer who does Fine work, and yes, he will be participating in my gallery. He also, very kindly, mentioned Ruby Hill Gallery in his blog. With a link! I need to learn that. Anyway I copy and pasted the information in turn: http://mindlessent.blogspot.com.

My new Blahg

I wanted to start this with some "edgy" font style to make up for the possibly dull content. Unfortunately, the font selection offered did not push the envelope so I am going with Lucida Grande because the name sounds "over the top".

This is my blahg. A real yawn I'm sure.

Currently, I have just opened a business located somewhat off the migration path of the area residents. The business is located in the state of Minnesota, and therefore is both remote and cold this time of year. In order to keep expenses down I layer my clothing and keep the thermostat at 55 degrees. I spend my days drinking coffee and watching for that person who by chance, miracle, intervention by God, finds my beautiful and interesting place of business.

I realize that I could have played it safe and opened a bar or other such establishment, but I have always been partial to underdogs, so I chose to open an art gallery instead. It is true that the towns-folk believe I am "crazy". I'm o.k . with that. It sets me apart from the crowd.