The gallery exhibiting artist in me, took over from the business woman I should be and I left most of the work on the table for display only and unpriced.
I was in the ‘fortunate’ position of it being my day off from work -a day I normally wouldn’t expect to bring in any cash, so with the added bonus of getting the table for free, I was under no pressure to sell.
I did however decide at the last minute to bring a container of handmade cards which literally took minutes to make. I sold quite a few of these for £1.50 each.
How on earth can anyone make a living like this?
This being my first book fair I also wasn’t quite prepared for how people handled my work. What gives people the right to pick something up, handle it roughly and throw it down again? I was all but hyperventilating , stopping myself from screaming ‘get your filthy grubby hands of my work!! ‘
On the plus side, people took my cards and I got a lot of good comments. I’m not going to rule it out completely, but I don’t think this is for me.
