I’m just full of venom today. So the art show. The fucking awful piece I had to do. I got the worst song, a song so awful that I do not consider it a song.
I loathed every second of working on it and it shows. The piece is awful. But there was no backing out. The second I submitted a song it was already too late.
But I carried on like a trooper. I did not complain to my friend who is the curator. I did not tell her that the “song” I got was a fucking insult, I did not share my struggle with completing the piece. I got it done and on time. And I certainly didn’t share my outrage at a 50-50 gallery split for a show that’s only going to be up for 4 HOURS.
I wrapped it all up and delivered it 2 days early.
The one thing I did do was price my art “NFS” Which means I’m not selling it. Fuck if I let this piece of shit out in the world with my name on it, if I tell my fellow artists that I think that piece of shit is worth more than the frame it’s fucking in, which with the gallery split, if have to double it, then I should be ashamed of myself as an artist.
So I get this text from my friend saying she noticed I didn’t price my art and wanted to know why. I told her I didn’t want to sell it. I told her I’d buy prints at the art show to support her but then she goes into overhead costs and fees and says they need to make money.
So I say fine. Sell it. $150. That way if it sells they’ll make money. But at that price it probably won’t.
And then she starts back pedaling and say no, no, it’s fine. But it’s not fine. I have a feeling she’s going to cut me off from future shows.
And now I’m just so angry.