First, a question for the reader on pricing: should I sell prints of my art more cheaply (say $5 each) in hopes of making more sales and getting more work out there, or perhaps simplify and just sell the original paintings as one-ofs, somewhere in the $20-$40 range? Thanking you in advance for any thoughts. Also, I have many paintings on wood panels which I have yet to list as I have no idea how to offer affordable shipping on them. Has anyone overcome this particular challenge?
We moved into our new place four months ago and somehow with a new baby I STILL have yet to get our space all set up. It's coming together though, gradually, and each step is a small victory. The little darling himself is currently snoozing across my lap with a fistful of my hair wrapped around his chubby little fingers. That about sums up a lot right now: adorable, delightful and restricting. However, I remind myself that I am choosing to parent in a very attached, cozy way and have chosen this as a priority over spotless kitchen counters and suchlike. Truly, this sweet, snuggly time is far more valuable in the big picture. And things are constantly growing and changing. We have such fun reading picture books now; it's delightful. One day we will bake and draw together, and while I look forward to that time immensely, I have the feeling that we'll have a lot of fun in between now and then, in the getting there.
We walked to the beach with friends today as juicy raindrops fell. This reprieve from the hot, muggy weather we've been having has been so welcome. Petrichor scent drifted up from the roadside scrub as we made our way down the hill. Barefoot at the water's edge, we stood on rocks - beach pebbles, crushed shells, and long, worn basalt formations- and waded in the cold, clear water as raindrops dotted the ocean's surface. Later, at the house, my friend picked up instruments and played and sang and it felt so good to be sharing space, homemade food (J made vanilla raspberry ice cream, yay!), and music with dear people while the rain drove down outside. Like it became more home here. Maybe we have settled in more than I thought, since this sort of day is what I've had in mind all along. We've kept to ourselves so much here on the island, always busy with work and moving and a baby, that I feel I've grown quite awkward (or more so, ha!) in social situations, even with friends I've known for a long time. I suppose the cure for that is more days like today!