Taking My Prints For A Day Out.
I finally got the chance to sell my prints in a street market.
I actually moved to Hamburg just for it, after trying hard for about 2 years in Freiburg to find a place where they would accept visual arts to be sold.
Unfortunately I normally work on weekends and often at late night. I barely have the chance to show in the market because when I am not work on weekends I am tiered.
Of course I have to find a new job to conciliate with my dreams, but I am not good at all on finding jobs. People say, "hey you could teach Portuguese, French or maybe English", or "Márcio, why don't you try in industries where they close on weekends so you are free". And them they all come with several examples of people they know or heard about. "They just did it so you should too".
And I try but I don't get a single interview.
After a while we just get tiered and realist that insisting on what is not working at all have been a waist of time. So you just accept things right. It is the cure for anxiety and frustration.
But then, when you just don't care that much any more, a gap comes to you that make you happy but some how unprepared. It is going to be just once in a wide while, just to play with. It is better than nothing at least.
So I didn't invest much, after all I don't have even a car to take a good structure with me. On the other hand it is cheaper have it simpler.
A tripod with a framed photo mosaic. So people can have an idea of what I have to offer.
If interested they can look at the prints in the big folder I have with me.
I don't expect to be able to sell a single print. They are not cheap. They are not for everyone's wall. They are not very generic.
At least I will be exhibiting it, doing something different out of my routine.
Most of all. Very happy to see my prints leaving my room for a day out.
I hope it doesn't rain on the day. :)
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