In the first hour of the first night, I sold my most expensive painting on the table. It was also my newest painting, 'Nightflight'. Having only finished it only a couple of weeks before, and being my new baby, it was quite devastating to sell it so quickly. I really didn't think my stuff would sell, not like that. And had I sold one of the other, older paintings, I would have handled it better. When I realized the man might be about to say he wanted it (on his 3rd pass by the table within about 10 minutes time), I started to panic and wanted to rip the price tag off and say it was a mistake. But that would have been very unprofessional of me and I just went with it. I am still having pangs of regret and separation anxiety over the piece, but I am forcing myself to let it go and turn my thoughts to moving on to another painting. I think I would be much better about it all if I had gotten a really good photo of the piece first (which I did not) so I would at least have that. Live and learn. The new owner seemed a very nice man and I believe it will have a good home. He has also told me that he will try to get a good photo of it for me, so that will be great if he can.
So, now I am recovering for a few days and the ideas for new works are churning in my noggin. I am thinking of doing a couple of shows in the coming year, so I should have plenty to blog about in the coming months.