I had a small show yesterday. Maybe 10 artists, in an art gallery of Hudson, QC. Didn't sell much (was not expecting to anyway) but it was great fun. I met special people, kind people, weird people, unpleasant people. People. It felt like I've been home for 10 years. Like I was out in the 'real world' after so long. Oh, I do see friends and family on a regular basis. But it's always the same conversations, the same discourses. Kids. Weather. Yesterday was about art, passion, business. I learned about stained glass, pottery and chicken pies. I found out about a 5 days show in my own town where most artists 'make their year'. I talked about arabic language with a guy from Syria. I discussed Etsy with 2 women who are making pens out of wood. I discovered a charming area I didn't know.
I even met a woman who invited me home after the show. When she found out I was making jewelry with buttons, she offered me a huge (I mean HUGE!) box of vintage buttons. A treasury she was keeping for years - some were given to her by her mother, some by her dressmaker aunt. She was such a wonderful person and artist!
What a nice day I had.
