I know it’s a silly superstition, but sometimes things seem to come in threes. Yesterday I was hiking in our Vermont forest with my son who is visiting from Hawaii.
(We had three very nice hikes while he was here.)
It’s just wrong to answer a phone while hiking in the woods, so I let a call go to voice mail while we kept on our way around the ever-expanding beaver pond. The call was from the Brandon Artists Guild, and I was quite sure that they were reminding me to bring in work for a new show which was due that day.
Later I dropped off three watercolors for the show. But rather than a reminder to a deliquent artist to bring in work, I discovered that the call had been to let me know that three of my smaller works had sold that morning. One clay wall piece: Conversation, and two small 5″ x 5″ acrylic paintings, quite different in style and medium from the clay wall piece.
I was told that the patron had looked at and loved all three works which were hanging on opposite sides of the gallery. She was trying to decide which one to purchase.
When she realized that they were all three works of one artist (me), she decided that was a sign. She had to have them.
So there are three good things.
Now I’d better head to the easel and finish three new paintings.
Yayayayayayay !
Great news Liza!
Three is a very nice number! I appreciate how long is takes to create three new works.