Always. Every time.
I’m not one to jump onto a bandwagon, usually for fear of it running me over. It takes time for me to realise something is worth pursuing, or even to work out if that thing is simply just a good idea. I have been known to take procrastination to a whole new level.
Take art fairs for example. You’d think that I’d be all over them like gesso on a new canvas. Perhaps it’s my inner critic being a sod, or maybe it’s the big black fear monster that’s constantly poking me in the shoulder with its boney, accusatory finger and whispering with it’s raspy breath into my ear “you’re not gooood enooouuugh!”
But I think that the time has come to bite the bullet (possibly the one that I’ve put down my fear monster with) and start applying for art fairs.
It won’t be easy as I live in the back of beyond. There is literally no art community within throwing distance to where I call home, so motivation from like minded individuals is a commodity that is in short supply. Thank heavens for the socials, eh?
Watch this space, I’ll let you know how it goes.