down the rabbit hole.....

I stopped at a local gallery yesterday to get some information for submitting to an upcoming juried art show. It's a very big one here. Entrants from five states and British Columbia are eligible to enter. I needed information on how they wanted images sent - jpegs on a CD, printed images or could we email them to an address. I entered the gallery and a very nice lady at the front desk greeted me. There was a man sitting next to her. I didn't know if they were both sitting the gallery or he had just stopped by for a visit - didn't really matter. I said I needed some information on how to submit images for the upcoming art show. The conversation went something like this:

she said, "Oh, alright."

I said, " I would like to know how the gallery would like the images submitted. Did they want (and then I asked the above questions)......"

She kept smiling and nodding and then asked, "digital jpegs?"

just as she was responding I spied a brochure on the counter that had all the information I needed, but it was too late.....

I said, "um, yes, did they want them burned to a CD, printed, emailed?" ....mind you I was trying to read the brochure at the same time and I was able to see "projected digital image" which I then repeated to the woman at the desk...

"Oh, they would project them on that wall over there (she points to the far wall)"

the man says, "digital is a picture from a digital camera, I believe."

she says, "oh and then they would project it on that wall over there."

I'm reading as fast as I can....

she says, "so did you need a projector?"

I said, "projector?"

"yes, to put your digital images on?"

he says, " I believe that a digital image is a clear image from a digital camera."

I said, "well actually, this brochure has all the information I need. Thank you so much."

She said, "oh, you're welcome. Should I leave a note about the projector?"

I said, "oh, no thank you."

"are you sure?"

"yes, I'm quite sure. thank you."

"Oh, well tell me your name so I can look for your art at the image show."

I said, "well actually, there is some of my work right over there (I point to two of my pieces that are in the current juried show)"

She looks at the wall where images can be projected and says, "oh, I really like those." They are not my pieces, she is looking at the wrong wall.

I say, "no, those two pieces on that wall over there."

She continues to look straight ahead at the opposite wall. The man just keeps looking at me. It is time to leave. I have my brochure.

She says, "thanks for coming in. I really like your work." Sigh.

This is a piece I just finished.

This is oil, bees wax on canvas titled Vasco da Gama's Route. Have a fabulous week everyone!