Taking Stock

 This is the time of year to take stock in our career and personal lives. I'm just about the luckiest person I know. I am well aware of my good fortune, mostly because of the loyal friends and family I am lucky to have. I have a lovely parcel of land which is a family heritage. My old house trailer is solid for the most part, and my sister and I continue to make small and steady improvements on it.

 My studio is the best I could hope for and it belonged to my beloved Daddy as his workshop before I got it. I feel him with me each morning as I enter with gratitude. 

 Most of my trail is carved through the land, though I would enjoy another extension. I love living in the woods and enjoying the wild creatures who share it with me. 

 I continue to study and grow as a painter, thanks to the friends who support me with their purchases. They help me with referrals too. When their rooms get full of art, they give my paintings as gifts. My collectors are golden and I never can thank them enough for their priceless support. 

 All in, I have a wonderful life and I'm glad it was tough before this time, so that I understand how precious this stage is for me. If I had been pampered, I would not have understood how lucky I am now and how grateful I am.

 

Life is wonderful for artists.....

Determination

 Artists must be determined, flexible, and faithful to succeed. Financial success can be a very  long journey.  There are many marketing gurus in the art world and they all have advice that can be used to further one’s career. Just be careful about who you choose. 

 

There are times when all of the right moves are ineffective.  No matter how much you market, how much social media, post cards, ads, etc. you get, the sales simply dry up. This can be due to the economy ups and downs, perceived or real. It can be due to political unease, polarization, election years. It can be due to subject matter being in or out of fashion. There are many reasons why your work stops selling for periods of time. Having been in this business for many years, I have learned to live through difficult periods without fear or dismay. Sales always come back eventually. 

 

In the mean time, you must tighten your belt, live without dinner out, shopping sprees, indulgences.  When sales are down, I do more marketing and more art. I want to improve my work, so I must work every day, do the best work I am capable of and get it out in front of people. I must ask for help from friends to promote my work to their acquaintances. Everybody knows someone who can afford to buy art. I rely on friends and collectors to help me succeed, because I love and support them. They want me to be successful, so they are happy to help.  

 

Flexibility helps. Reading the coming market, political period, and mood is important. I often do small series of works in a limited number, changing up mediums, sizes and subjects to attract collectors of smallworks. I will change venues and add or let go of markets that aren’t producing.

 

When all else fails, sheer determination helps me to stay focused and motivated, happy to be a full time artist. There is no job I would be more qualified for and I always survive in the topsy- turvy world of art.

 

Country painters keep trying…….

The Bird Feeder

 Many of you know that I love birds. I often draw and paint them and make collages inspired by birds. 

I have a nice little bird feeder attached to the front window of my studio. I use safflower seeds in the feeder because squirrels don't eat them. The Cardinals love them. I can sit on the back porch of my house and watch the birds come and go. Yesterday I saw about 6 Cardinal pairs dive in for snacks, politely taking turns at the feeder. That pop of color on a dreary winter day was a pleasure. I often see woodpeckers, crows, and hawks as I walk the nature trails on my land.  Country painters have a wonderful life….

Good and Bad Years

 There are some years that don’t go well. Some years bring tragic losses, financial difficulty, health loss, a decline in one’s popularity as an artist. There are lots of reasons one can look back and claim a bad year. The pandemic has become a constant in our lives as well as polarization of our citizens, left and right with little moderation. 

 I think December becomes a thinking month, near the end of one year and anticipation of the next. I used to make all kinds of goals and business improvement plans every December. I worried about what events I had lined up, publicity, juried exhibits, etc. etc. I carefully planned my activities for the next year.

 It only took me 25 years or so to realize that none of that made any difference in my livelihood. Good and bad years come with little warning. Last year was my best financial year ever! No kidding! Who knew? I didn’t do any extra activity, plans or marketing. It was just great! I felt great too! 

 This year not so great, but survivable. There was no difference in activity, except that poor health forced me to my design table instead of my easel, doing small drawings and collages and making paper instead of large paintings. The large paintings are still in my studio, but everyone was more interested in small works. I don’t mind. They still support me. 

 It would be easy to become despairing of a bad year. Poor health, poor sales, pandemics can be very depressing. Instead, I walk forward with hope for a great 2022. Bad times don’t last. It is great to know good times are just around the corner. I am determined to begin painting again, if only for one session a week in January. It’s going to be a better year.

 

Country painters have a good life…..

Winter Beauty

 This is the wonderful Florida season we natives live for. It lasts but a few months but it is worth the wait. The tall sedges turn coppery brown and feathery tufts grow on the tops. They are like large bird feathers, appearing at the first cold snap. Other weeds produce silvery and lavender bunches mixed into the sedges. The distant trees turn smoky blue gray and purple behind the deep green live oaks and pines.The Spanish moss is a pale gray lace, gently swaying with breezes.

 

This is the Florida of my life time. The memories grow deep of a carefree childhood with horses, dogs, the beginning of understanding the natural world and my long career as an artist. The woods are my soul mate, the wild creatures share it with me. I never tire of observing this small slice of the upland magic of what was. 

 

Country Painters are privileged…..

Red Tailed Hawk

Original hand made collage

Mounted to mixed media paper

6x4

20.00

https://www.lindablondheim.com/collections/168465