Belief Creates, every time I get out the game it pulls me back in!
My show sucked! I invited everyone plus my art list and no body showed up. My sons mother didn’t even bother to bring them by. I was hurt and angry but lucky for me the gallery owner had some wine that made me loose.
So I went outside and invited people off the street and got six people to check out my show. Besides a woman who had legs up to heaven the highlight of the evening was when the HVAC man came to check out the galleries AC.
The owner, HVAC man and I started talking about money and our kids. The HVAC man had two kids in college and said he stayed broke. And then pulled $100 out of his pocket to buy this piece “Belief Creates” from me. I was blown away for two reasons. He and I have completely different definitions of broke and the fact that the piece he bought I created last summer when I thought about giving up on life (not suicide just trying) and art. I created this maze because I felt that birds believe they can fly and its there belief that creates flight. Thus I needed to believe I could “fly” if I just believed in my purpose.
Needless to say I won’t be going to “art intervention” anytime soon.