Yesterday was a “recovery day” for me after an exciting and successful long weekend at the Whyte Avenue Art Walk. It was my first time participating after years of saying “one of these days” and “maybe next year” – and I am thrilled that I finally took the plunge and just did it. Thank you so much to my wonderful husband Robin for all the work he did pulling everything together and then for being my sales guy and # 1 fan! I really don’t think I could have done it without him. And thank you to so many friends and family who came out to walk the avenue, admire all the art, and stop for a visit at my location and see my work displayed. It was a treat to see you all and share my excitement!
Next but not least, I want to send a thank you to the Paint Spot and Kim Fjordbotten and her team, and all the participating businesses for making the Art Walk such an awesome experience not only for the artists but for the thousands of art lovers and visitors who came out on the weekend. The weather was cool and windy on Friday, perfect on Saturday, and shaky on Sunday morning – but once the rain stopped and we headed over to the Ave to set up, the sun came out and it became another beautiful day. Following are some photos taken on Saturday at my location in front of The Pawn Shop:
As you can see, it was a beautiful day for walking down the avenue and checking out the art and for the artists to do some plein air painting. I began two paintings, one on Friday and another on Sunday, and will finish them at home from photos taken on site. Here are the two Works-In-Progress:
The weekend was the high point of this year for me since I made the decision at the end of 2012 to move forward with my art, to “persevere“, and to participate in Art Walk this year. I met so many wonderful people, both art lovers and artists. I am absolutely thrilled that three of my original paintings were sold (“Nice Hat”, “Alberta Winter Evening with Barn and Haystacks”, and “On the Pub Patio”), along with several greeting cards and prints. But it wouldn’t have mattered, really, if I’d sold nothing. This was about the experience, and it was more than I’d expected or hoped for.