Bunny Paintings and Christmas Cometh

It is nearly two months since I posted. Hard to believe but true. I have been busy but mainly concerned with nursing my little Sheltie Mishka in the last weeks of his cancer. A month ago yesterday he made his last journey with me and since then the weeks have passed by in an unhappy blur. However I had to pick myself up enough to help organise the Otane Art Group's room for the annual Open Weekend on the 6th and 7th November. We probably didn't get the numbers through that we hoped as we were competing with a couple of big markets in Hawkes Bay.

On Saturday morning I sat with a couple of friends painting until lunchtime which helped pass the time. Big thrill was selling a painting I had only completed a couple of days before called "Somebunny". Shamelessly twee and cute the girl who bought it had only just moved to Otane from Auckland and mentioned buying some of my cards from me through Trademe ten years ago. I could have sold the same painting three times over apparently. Always the same- you complete lots of work no one buys (convincing yourself it's the recession) then a couple of small paintings that more than one person wants.


Our Circle Of Life works looked great displayed but in the end only one sold, a Helen McKenzie oil that was the most high priced work. However that does mean a donation to the CHB SPCA. Selling two paintings during this Open Weekend was a huge improvement over none last November although disappointingly only cards sold otherwise. However did receive an order for a smallish cat stone to be used in a scapbooking project.


My student loan has been approved so I have begun work on the Honours Stage of my Diploma of Art and Creativity through the Learning Connexion. Currently trying to decide my majors and minors and the projects I want to complete during my year. The annual Christmas Sale at the Hastings Community Arts Centre started this week. Despite forgetting the exact receiving days my work was still delivered to the gallery on the opening day after a weekend of kicking myself and wondering if I'm finally developing dementia.