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What Are You Doing These Days?

 
Vinyl record art! Commission of David Bowie on vinyl...

Yesterday I disconnected from online life (for a good chunk of the day) and ended up going to see the POSTERS OF PARIS exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art. Some of you remember me working there a few years back...for almost a decade! So of course I can't go in there without seeing at least 30 old friends, giving hugs and high fives and being asked that question:
"What are you doing these days?"
I used to cringe a little because I hadn't yet discovered my courage to answer quite proudly. But now I can answer that question with a big grin on my face. "I AM PAINTING, I AM SO HAPPY"
Really? That is my job right now? I remember when I was working THERE wanting to be where I am now. I fantasized about it, visualized it, planned and plotted for it, saved for it. It was my dream, it was my goal and BAM! I got it. You can get it if you make it your mission. Quite simply.
The exhibit was great I highly recommend it. I love art deco, Lautrec, Mucha and sexy french dancers in full skirts and black gloves. It was a beautiful show and I got to see the infamous Chat Noir in person! MEOW!
"Chat Noir" by Steinlen

Todays it's back to work, finished up that Bowie vinyl piece and now it's on to Carol Borland and bats! This will segue nicely into me getting back to my canvases and a new "Night" painting! Last night the news officially broke 
I am officially showing at WAAS Gallery with Neil Matthiessen. It's hard to see but one of those yellow highlights is ME. Better get ready for my close up Mr. Demille, this year is my year to shine BRIGHT!
I've been messing around with facebook lately, trying to figure out how it works for my art page and why nothing ever happens on this big giant social network with so many people-you'd think more hits would be happening to my page. I decided to experiment with their AD and did a $3 a day budget for a few days. WOW. I am amazed at how much activity flooded my page just from doing that. My likes jumped up -lots more new friends and my "reach" grew exponentially. This little graph shows that I was only reaching maybe 153 people and after a little advertising I jumped up to reaching 6,909 people!
So my findings lead me to believe that when I have a little stack of art to sell doing a little advertising would be a great idea. For now I'll just cultivate content (artwork!) and good relations with all my new peoples, hope that helps anyone who was in an art page rut on fb!
Lots of good stuff cooking on the proverbial stove so I better tend to it all and get to work.
Thanks for reading! Make it happen!



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  1. Maiden Leather DesignsJanuary 17, 2013 at 7:44 AM

    :) looks like damn good stats....your work is loved though :) I may be taking my leap too soon, think I will have to do some other PT work but I am leaning towards going in nose first. Your my inspiration

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    1. fuzzbuzzJanuary 17, 2013 at 7:57 AM

      You will succeed! If your hearts says GO then the green light is YOURS! <3

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