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He's here! He's here! Did I carry him in my arms like a little baby from the store? Yes! Yes I did!

That blank little thing with his paper all ripped off is a MUNNY. A blank vinyl do-it-yourself toy. I'm going to be entering him into the Show Me The Munny show in December if he looks cool enough when I'm done with him. I have been waiting a few weeks for him to come in so I was getting impatient and was overly excited when he finally arrived.
Speaking of overly excited...
Yesterday I had a meeting with a gallery. You may ask oh why all the mystery? Why so vague? Well believe me chidrens, in the world of art and freelance nothing is ever solid until the money or contract is in your hand. It's a lesson you will learn the hard way or the easy way so take everything with a grain of salt and be a humble pie. However what I did come away with from my meeting was a big boost in faith that I'm on the right track and my work was well received....um, VERY well received. The gallerist couldn't believe these were painted by hand, thinking they were tight digital works. My color palette was called "Phenomenal!" and I was shown magazines I could possible be in and an artist I could possibly be paired with for a show with said gallery. Photos were immediately taken and there were good vibes all around. I even learned about some fantastic new artists I hadn't heard of, very inspiring! Things were discussed like the pricing of my work which was decidedly too low and would have to  be bumped up (this I knew but I try to keep my prices affordable for my friends) so I'm not saying "you should be grabbing my work right now!" but I'm also not saying that either. : )
But no pens to paper and no blood exchanged, I'm still hunting and peeking into this gallery and that I just feel a little stronger about being on the right track and for having a very strong approval rating in the local contemporary art scene. I had no idea it's a little like signing to a label if you're a band. And galleries are booked well in advance so I'd have about 6 months to prepare a body of work for this opportunity.  Strange waters for me but the next rung on the ladder for the emerging artist. I ended up leaving with the gallerist commissioning me for 2 works similar to the ones that had already been sold and I left "The World of Traceable Ghosts" with her to show some people she thought would be interested.
After the meeting it was time to drop ALL the babies and the TOTEM off to Steve Cruz at Mighty Fine Arts who is going to be installing everything at THE KESSLER. So if you want to see what is left and available- go to the Kessler. Visit the totem and say hi! 
It feels really weird to not have all my work here. My dining room studio now looks like a boring dining room devoid of rainbow color spectrums and little animals and psychedelia. Guess it's time to throw on some CREAM and get back to painting. 
Today finds me finishing up some vinyl pieces for the Tyler Street Salon Grand Opening. I also woke up in the middle of the night with some idea about new vinyl works and next levelin' that shizzy. Stupid brain. It won't turn off. I wonder if I'm in a creative maelstrom right now which prevents a solid 8 hours of sleep. Hell, 6 hours straight would be GREAT! But no, constantly popping awake because my brain has hit on something. Not complaining. I'd rather this than writers block any day (night). So that's my big news without saying what the big news is and not that it's solid big news or big news right now. HUH?! Maybe just keep your eye on my art : ) Maybe it's going places I've never been.



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