It always takes a bit of an adjustment. A reset, after finishing up some sort of art event- coordinating one, participating in one, or being one in the case of the recent two day studio tour in town.
This feels different from working towards a large solo show for two years, and shipping it off, and all the activities tangential to that. The lull that happens after that intense focus and effort is the kind that leads to wondering, “what next?” (Or just needing a realllly long nap.)
Now, it’s more a feeling of needing to get the ducks in a row. Follow through on some tasks. (OK, bathroom, I know your walls are waiting for some plaster and a coat of paint…)
Art decisions are sometimes thrust upon us. In the case of this year, I will not be spending any time coordinating and hanging a large silent auction benefit art show because the non-profit in question is putting it on hold to reevaluate its relevance. So I lose income but gain a whole lot of time that is relatively stress-free.
I know I am engaged in the current work, and also know I don’t want to make large pieces. At least for now.
In the case of goals to be working towards, there is a small show locally in a theater in September, and then a large open void. Hmmmm, what will come next?
It seems that I have actually been the one selling/marketing my own work for the last four years. Perhaps I should get more serious about that and make it possible for folks to purchase on-line. Although some would frown on putting prices on a website or blog. But I have no gallery to compete/coordinate with, and frankly I’m past the point of caring what most people do. But what if I enter into a future agreement with another gallery? Well, I’m not actively looking. At least not for a venue out of state. So, perhaps that’s a non-argument.
My life has downsized, my needs are not huge, and I mostly want to see what I do find an occasional audience . . . and if I am fortunate… a home.
Wonder if other people’s goals start to change after reaching 60 or thereabouts…