One day at a time

I went to an art therapy workshop today at St. Anthony's and heard the author of "Roads to the Unconcious: A Manual for Understanding Road Drawings" speak. It was amazing and I got to connect with a couple of local therapists and then tonight I bought a portfolio to carry my work around in.
It just takes one day at a time.

Rude awakening: Snobs of the art world

I met with a guy last night about getting a little of my art on a website. It didn't go how I had imagined it. The guy was late, snobbish, critical of my work and was rushed because of another appointment he had made. He also had not told me that I had to have the dimensions of the work, the title, a description, and an artist's statement ready for him. He wanted me to bull shit these things out of thin air...in a hurry, on his time frame. I told him that I wasn't going to because he had not informed me of what I needed when he set our appointment. He also kept insinuating that I didn't know how to take care of my work. Its people like him that makes me not want to show my work to anyone other than my friends, but I need to to grow and move into professionalism. It just hurts.
If it all turns out well, I will post a link to the site.

The red model. René Magritte. 1936. Oil on canvas

Where can I plant my feet or call my home