here i was ready to give up on my wire things. here i was, all ready to throw in the towel. after months of no activity to speak of on this little business i am trying to run on the side while still frantically job hunting, one of my stores sent me a consignment check today. there it was in the mail, looking suspiciously like a bill or a letter telling me that no one inthe world would ever want to buy my artwork ever again. i was almost afraid to open it.
but i did.
and it was a check.
a fabulous little sum of money.
for five pieces of artwork.
not exactly sweeping the art nation, but hey--it's SOMETHING. and damn, that feels good.