Art Meets Katya
“So for the past two years, it’s been pretty simple:
every couple of months or so, I send a few paintings to her. Well, at first I just threw them in the back of my car and drove them down to her, but when I asked her to help me unload one time in the rain, she got all freaked out and since then she’s insisted that I take them to the UPS store to have them packed and shipped. I keep telling her it’s an expensive way to ship, but she says she can afford it, so I let her have her way.
“Anyway, for a while we went on like that. I’d send her the paintings. A few days later I’d get a check in the mail. I’d cash the checks, spend some of the money, put the rest in my stash, and send her more paintings. It was all good.
“Then last October, she decided to stop selling my paintings for a little while. She said she wanted to let anticipation build, that people were coming in looking for my work and she wanted to play hard to get or something in order to do a big show around my work in a year or so.
every couple of months or so, I send a few paintings to her. Well, at first I just threw them in the back of my car and drove them down to her, but when I asked her to help me unload one time in the rain, she got all freaked out and since then she’s insisted that I take them to the UPS store to have them packed and shipped. I keep telling her it’s an expensive way to ship, but she says she can afford it, so I let her have her way.
“Anyway, for a while we went on like that. I’d send her the paintings. A few days later I’d get a check in the mail. I’d cash the checks, spend some of the money, put the rest in my stash, and send her more paintings. It was all good.
“Then last October, she decided to stop selling my paintings for a little while. She said she wanted to let anticipation build, that people were coming in looking for my work and she wanted to play hard to get or something in order to do a big show around my work in a year or so.