Sometimes when painting a piece, I can feel that it will sell. One such piece sold off the easel. Several that I know will sell are still waiting for their owners to claim them. Or to be born... Then again, sometimes I know when a painting will not sell. The above, "Roman Love Triangles" is one of those. It is from a photo I took in 2002. I loved the dragon in the balusters staring at the the oblivious couple. I doubt many people will share my amusement, but that's okay. There's still room in my basement.
But I am baffled by consumers who buy, not because they love the painting, but because of its inches. I was in the Torpedo Factory studio when a couple came in and pulled out a measuring tape. They held it up against several of my partners' pieces and mine as well. Then they left. An hour later they came back, measured again. I wondered if they would pull out fabric swatches to see if it matched the sofa. They left again. When they returned they settled on a piece that was 24 inches tall and was mostly red and yellow.
People should buy art that they love. Repaint the room or buy a new couch, if necessary. But love the art.
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