Making Hay

I grew up a Midwest kid surrounded by farms. My family didn't have a farm but we leased out parts of our land for cows and most my friends had farms. I heard my fair share of country speak. When I visit home I find myself picking it up again. You know things like, " She looked as dazed as a fresh, sheared sheep". But today we will talk about the phrase, " Making hay." It isn't the full phrase, I think it is, " You need to make hay while the sun shines." ( I need to call my sister in law who is a master at country speak) The point is this, when the hay is dry and cut you don't linger. You get it raked and baled, in the barn before the rains come. If you don't beat the rain your goose is cooked.

I have been busy making hay. Trying to find the balance of getting sales when there are sales to be had and not running myself self exhausted into the ground is tough. Here I am at the book fair, three days of hard work.

The next weekend I did a First Friday show at Gallery 31 Fifty which continued over to Monday. I did a special promotion with the Bicycle Commuters of Anchorage at this show. Anyone who came to the show on a bike got a free print.

I painted over 10 new paintings to feature at all these events. And I got to tell you, I am as tired as a stud horse in spring time! I am as freaked out as a chicken with a fox roommate! I am....okay, I have tortured you enough.

I am SO very grateful for all my customers old and new that help me 'make hay'. Being an artist full time is a dream come true and even the rough patches don't dull the fun of this job. You could say I am as happy as a lark.