After the earlier paint jobs, I finally got the car that was too impressive to mess up with. Even if I end up in the gutter, I’ll refuse to sell her. First I will try to sell my last and most beloved painting (check). Second I will sell my soul (check). Then there are still some other options. I even created a couple of paintings with these kind of cars. Like here and here
And after not being happy in a number of jobs, somebody convinced me that being an artist could be a real career. I quit my job at an accountancy office to fully devote my time to extend my stock of paintings.
As soon as I should created a good amount, I planned a visit to some galleries to show my work. It didn’t come that far … At the ground floor in the house I came to live in at that time, there was a huge empty space. Originally it was a workshop for repairing cars, but it was easily transformed to a simple gallery. I hung my paintings on the wall and opened the doors. When people -to my surprise- really came in, I slowly got serious thoughts about taking on the opportunity. I asked a few other artists to exhibit and I called the newspaper to write an article about the new gallery in town. From now on every 6 weeks there was a different artist in the spotlights and a few times a year we organized a wine tastery to attract people. It was a milestone in my life. I’ve learned a lot by running my own gallery. About art and about people. Here you can click to find the digital fossils.
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