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“Planning, Hoping, Dreaming” reminds me of something Beth Moore has said, “Are you wantin’ and wishin’ instead of believin’ and receivin’?”
Indeed.
Someone Important told me last August that he was looking for a muralist. He’d been talking to an artist who didn’t return calls and was frustrated by the lack of response. He told me I could have the job.
Coolio.
I went to the location, measured, photographed, and discussed the project with the person who worked at the location. Purposely vague here, but more will be revealed.
Then I got to thinking, sketching, writing up notes, designing. Oh yes, this could be very excellent!
When I had some good ideas, three, each one a different size and price because I had no idea of the budget, I called Mr. Important Someone. Nothing. Left another message. Silence, or as the current cliché goes, “crickets”.
I saw Mr. Important Someone in October, and I whapped him on the arm with the stack of papers in my hand. “Mr. Someone, you have not returned my calls, and I have good ideas to share with you.”
He had reasons (very busy, because he is Important), and was remorseful, charming, and engaging, which has probably contributed to his being Someone Important.
The cricket fest continued, until April 6, when I got an arts newsletter with a Call to Artists to bid on the project that Mr. Someone had all but promised me.
Sigh.
I am really wishin’ and wantin’, while planning, hoping and dreaming, all ready to believe and receive.
This sort of enterprise is part of the the business of art, lots of conversation until money exchanges hands. The deadline to submit a proposal is April 26; a decision will be reached sometime in May.
Stay tuned. Photos will follow IF I am chosen for the project. (Maybe even if I am not, and then you all can tell me where I went wrong.)
2 Comments
Chances are Mr. Important will choose someone he knows well, or feels is important enough for him to deal with, rather than than the quality of the work. Sad, but that’s the way so many “important” people choose.
Louise, I think Mr. Important has turned the whole shebang over to a group that promotes art because he realized he was both out of his depth and out of his lane. So I don’t think he gets much of a say-so in the decision any more; if that is true, it is a bit of a bummer for me because he likes me and likes my work. But I am simply speculating here. . .
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