
So why did I go?
I desperately want to get over this. I want art just to be something I do. A fact. I don't want it to be this scary looming monster that might bite my head off and stab me in the heart. That's what it still is, to some extent and I need to take that power away - take my power back. I need to go to an art opening and be relaxed - like I am lying on the sofa doing a crossword puzzle or taking the dog for a walk. I want it to be mundane. Easy. Boring. Banal. Friendly, even. It isn't. Not yet. This is practice. I put myself in a scary situation and will repeatedly do so in the hopes that if I do it enough times, it will become familiar enough that - well... what? I don't know, but I want it to become, at the very least, familiar and not foreign. (Truthfully, I think a little fright is probably a good thing, but not so much that it keeps me away.)
I joined ASK for much the same reason - so that art becomes fact for me. I will attend openings and shows there. I will show there. I will meet other artists and like-minded people there, or at least I hope I will. A few years ago when I opened my own business, I joined my local Chamber of Commerce not knowing thing one about being in business, but knowing somehow that a Chamber membership would be good for my business growth. It was. I have similar hopes for my membership in ASK.
So... what do you think is behind door 111?
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