One of the main reasons I work at the gallery is to make connections. I want to learn how buyers interact with artists. I need to know how to approach gallery owners to get my work shown. While I am here, my plan is to cultivate good relationships within both groups. I am learning how to display pieces to get the maximum amount of attention to it. How to make something that looked kind of iffy into a sure sell. I plan on rocking this job for as long as I’m here. Who knows, maybe one day I will be a buyer and I can travel all over, evaluating new talent and collecting pieces to sell in the gallery. Wouldn’t that be great fun? One of my life goals is to travel and study the art in other countries. It would be great to get paid to do that. I would much rather be spending someone else’s money on travel if given the choice. I can just hear myself saying, “Yes, I bought that piece on a recent trip to Morocco…” Pretentious? Maybe. But still so very cool. This place is opening a lot of doors for me. I would be a fool not to take advantage of that in any way I can.
The next step in my plan is to be able to afford my own art studio. I want to have a space to go to and work. Kiss the (hopefully) boyfriend-turned-husband on the cheek after our morning coffee and say, “I’m off to the studio.” A place that is not also my bedroom, or a converted garage, or anything like that. I don’t care if I have to live with my parents for another five years as I save the money, I want that art space. I will get there, and not by compromising, either. I don’t want it to be some dingy shack the size of a sardine can. I want it to be clean and bright. With quality supplies. I did the starving artist bit in college and I have no desire to do it again now that I’ve graduated. That’s why I went to art school in the first place. I want to be climbing the ladder, you know? Not perpetually at the bottom of the chute. I have a lot of respect for those who do things that way, I am just not that person anymore. I can’t help it. I have champagne tastes on a boxed-wine kind of budget. I recognize that in myself and I own that. That’s why so much of my money goes into a savings account.
The end goal is simple. I would like to be a self-supporting artist one day. I know that if I keep putting myself out there, getting advice from other artists and networking with the people who will be showing and buying my art, there is no limit on what I can do. I just have to be patient.