I'm crawling, yearning for a better life. My plan has been hatched and it's going to take a lot of dedication and sacrifice. The past 4 years spent drunk has brought me to this day, this plan.
I've been sending my art postcards to people and getting nothing in return, an exercise in futility. Today I've sent three of them to three different galleries and I will repeat this act religiously until I get a space in a gallery.
The plan is once I get their attention to sell 12 pieces at once customized to the buyer. Three a week for a month for around 250-400 dollars. If I can sell 2-4 of these contracts I will be able to move out of my parent's house and go back to school. I'm scared of this path, of failing. But I need to put on a brave face and go for it. I will accept no other alternative.
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