Or rather, my work has!
Last year, I bizarrely decided the world was just dying to own some of my floral oil paintings, which was my bad, as it turned out to be just my mother did!
Ha! I jest, a couple of friends took pity on me too. This was a good lesson to learn – it takes time to grow your art business, and you’ve got to be in it for the long haul.
Since then I
almost went insane worked hard to set up a print shop of some of my work.
But given that I can’t not paint, I have a ton of paintings sitting around – so I thought I’d ask my ever saintly husband to learn to become a framer, because how hard could it be?
Weellll….it’s a bit tricky, but I’m so pleased with what he’s done so far! Like these two shown above. Ironically, the bit I hate is painting them, ironically!
And if I can sell a few then great, if not, I’m hanging up in my house!