A Productive New Year!

Ready to be mailed!

Something nice about the "start" of a new year. Some people make resolutions or change their habits. I opt to just try harder and do my personal best. I always have goals and I don't need a date on a calendar to start making them happen. One thing I do use is a TO DO LIST and every week I make sure things are checked off and write down any stuff that needs to get done. On my list for the first week of the New Year- send out packets to a couple galleries on my list. The packets contain artwork burned to disc, a title sheet with retail prices, contact info, an artists statement, exhibition list and CV if it is asked for as well as a Bio.

This is all stuff I made sure I had in order LAST YEAR so this year could be as productive as it should be. Now I am ready to send these out and hope for some bites.

I packaged mine up in see thru envelopes so they would create interest. How could you NOT open the mail that features a doodlebug? How could this sit on your desk undetected? IT CAN'T. Get creative artist, you're in an ocean with a lot of fish. Stand out.

For me this is loose end week, stuff that needs to get done and mailed out gets done this week so next week can be NEW ARTWORK week and hunting down leads on new venues.

There's so much to get done this year but if I stay focused I can get most of it done. Have you been keeping a TO DO LIST? Does this help keep your projects organized?

Here's a to a productive NEW YEAR oh and I guess I can do this now...

~~write a blog~~

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