My People

Today’s post is long, lots of words for a subject I have pondered for over three decades. It might fall into the category of Too Long, Didn’t Read. If talk about art business bores you, please come back tomorrow. If you make it through to the end, you truly are My People. If not, I hope you will rejoin My People tomorrow!

An important question to ponder when considering one’s next step in the business of art.

In an ongoing conversation with an artist friend who is working hard to build up her art business, several things came up. I told her that much of what I have tried through the years either didn’t work, or it is now irrelevant and out of date. After the 30+ years of building an art business, my main takeaway is a very valuable and hard to earn item: local name recognition. I know My People and My People know me.

When in a quandary in life or in business, sometimes it helps to go eat some ice cream.

List of No Mores

I spent years trying many avenues of marketing; here is a very long list of things I now simply say “No, thank you” to.

  • People want to borrow our work and not buy it. When someone says “It’s great exposure”, in an effort to get artists to participate in something that will take time, expense, and effort, I say no thanks. A person can die of exposure.
  • No more giving away my work (unless it is an organization I support). It never resulted in any sales, and one year I actually gave away more than I sold. (Another artist friend told me, “Oh, I just give my junk that no one will buy”. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? What does that do for an artist’s reputation??)
  • No more shows with entry fees. It costs to make the art, deliver it, and then retrieve it; IF the piece sells, the show organizers keep a percentage.
  • No juried shows—my work is rejected more than accepted. Most often these are juried by folks from cities who do not value realism. These are not My People. I’m looking for sales, not ribbons. (I did very well in the Ag Art show in Madera for a handful of years; then when their entry fees went up, they shrunk the number of categories, and gas became so very expensive, I said “NO MAS!”)
  • No traveling for art fairs—my work is locally based, and there is no point in chasing down new markets with new subjects which don’t speak to My People. Entry fees, time away from home, equipment to set up, producing art that is specific only to that area, travel costs, being unknown in that city—none of this seems like a prudent use of time, treasure, and talent.
  • No more chasing internet stuff—it takes hours (and hours and hours and hours. . . ) of engagement on FB, Etsy, Instagram, Pinterest, to build a name and get sales; then, those platforms can mess with the with internet magic and cut off your followers. I tried all of those, and concluded that my time was better spent actually making art while communicating with My People through real life, snail mail, emails, email newsletters, and of course this blog, followed by tens (people I know, bless your little hearts!)
  • No galleries that keep 50% (or more), are far away, and can stuff your work in a closet or take a powder in the middle of the night.
  • No reproducing my work other than on cards; if the original doesn’t sell, why would the reproductions?
  • No framing my work; people’s tastes vary widely, it increases the cost of the work, and it ties up money in something that requires care and special handling.
Ducks don’t ever think about these matters of consequence.

Exceptions

There are many many exceptions to these rules. They are not etched in stone, and I break them occasionally without expecting any results except satisfaction that maybe I helped someone.

The day after I sent this list to my friend, I got a request from a local nonprofit gallery seeking more art to fill up a group show opening in two days. I called my friend who quickly chose 2 of her paintings along with one of mine which happened to be handy. She delivered, attended the reception, and will go pick up the work when the show is finished. (I have no illusions about selling my one piece.)

My People

My audience is local people, real people I know or have met or who know people I know, people who appreciate this place and my style of painting and drawing. They are people who say things like, “I don’t know anything about art but I know what I like.” They want to work with and buy from someone who makes art they understand, and often custom subjects that mean something to them. They want to work with someone who will listen to them and help them figure out what they want, not confuse them with ArtSpeak or make them feel stupid. My People!

So, my efforts go into making my work the best it can be, pouring myself into my drawing lessons (I LOVE MY STUDENTS!), representing Tulare County to help My People hold their heads up, living here in California’s fly-over country.

I use pencils, oil paints, and murals to make art people can understand of places and things they love for prices that won’t scare them. I make art for My People!


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6 Comments

  1. I love your work. Your view of your part of the world. And your heart. I hope to be counted among YOUR people. ?

    • Melinda, there has never been a doubt that you are My People!!

  2. Hi, Jana. I have been enjoying your blog since I left the Valley to live on the coast 11 years ago. And I still enjoy the two little JB paintings and one drawing on our walls here. One of my favorite aphorisms is “You do you”. Words I live by in my artistic pursuits. Thanks for keeping me in touch with my favorite part of the Valley.

    • Hi Sara, so nice to hear from you! When people escape to the central coast, I wrestle with envy, I wonder if they still care about us. . . then I just return to my weird little reality of the central valley. Yes, indeed, “you do you” makes so much sense! It’s good to know you still think well of this part of the world, and I’m glad to know you are still pursuing your art.

  3. Is it age or experience that finally kicks in? A little of both and it’s freeing to come to the point where you know what works for YOU.

    I was just journaling on that this morning. I added your line “what am I doing today to get me to where I want to be tomorrow? “

    That is a blessing indeed.

    • Someone said that “youth is wasted on the young”. With age comes both wisdom and the time to figure out how to use it. Thank you for checking in, Anne, and I’m glad to be of service to you today!


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