Today I dropped off three artworks to be displayed and hopefully sold at Laurel Gallery on St Stephen Street. My delight at this was possibly masked by my husky voice, sniffles and spluttering due to a cold I contracted over the weekend. Shame about the cold, but great about the gallery!
A few weeks ago I had wandered about my neighbourhood checking out the galleries and trying to figure out which one would be a good fit for my work. There were plenty of great, amazing spaces, but which one felt right for me? With my friend in tow and our eyes and minds open, we took in visual information, stepped out of the space, conferred, then walked on. When we exited Laurel Gallery we both agreed that this one would suit me best. So I did a very brave thing…and asked them to frame something for me, which was more of a cop out than a brave thing. When I went back to collect the work, I finally asked if they would like to stock my pieces and thankfully the lovely lady with the nice smile and cheery disposition said ‘yes’.
So that’s me then. On St Stephen Street in Stockbridge. I am so pleased.