So James went out to a gallery opening awhile back, picked up a business card, and handed it to me, saying “Dude! You should contact them–they’re pretty new, they might really like your art!”
“Okay,” sez I, and last night, more or less on a whim, sent ’em an e-mail saying “Hey, are you taking art submissions?”
And they replied this morning telling me to call and set up an appointment for the gallery owner to take a look at my art.
This is a good thing! This has possibilities! If I can wow them with my brilliance, (or at least nudge them with my oddity) I may be able to get a show–in a real gallery, not a coffee shop*–and how cool would that be?
Unfortunately, it’s also brought me slam up against a great baffling wall of my own ignorance, because while I know a good bit about the internet side of things, I do not know much about the process of getting into galleries. What the heck do I bring? Is it like a portfolio review–I should bring in a dozen prints in a binder, say? (Preferably with the descriptions underneath, since I know they’re a major selling point.)
Which brings me smack up against the other wall of my ignorance–oh crap, what do I put in a portfolio for a gallery?
I’m thinking more fine art-ish, granted the venue. Unfortunately, itcan’t be Gearworld, because if I tried to force out a Gearworld show, my muse would dry up like a salamander in a sand dune. I know my limits there. So I’m left with things that are weird and whimsical but still…err…non-commercial enough not to put the hackles up on a fine art establishment, if ya know what I mean. (If Nurk does well, my cute work will finally have legitimacy, but I don’t think this particular gallery is the time or place for ragingly cute stuff.)
I’m thinkin’ the Watermelon Shoes and some of the Weird Fruit might be a good choice.
Pity it’s not a few months from now, when I’ve discovered my love of giant abstract chickens…
*It’s a fabulous coffee shop, mind you, but it’s still not quite the same thing.