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25 March 2005: Yesterday, I heard from Carlos Luis that a Venezualian art collector had bought one of the two works of mine that were on the wall at the Segnini Gallery, "Mathemaku for Ezra Pound," which can be viewed here. I had mixed feelings about this. I'd never sold a poem/painting before, so it was certainly good news. On the other hand, it meant I wouldn't get the piece back, and it had been so nicely framed. . . . It also means I may have to start keeping track of how much I spend and make as a professional artist. I'm not good at clerical work. I have the arithmetical skills but am careless, and forgetful.
One sale doesn't establish me, of course, but it does unnerve me a bit: is the world gonna catch up with me?! Actually, I'm not serious. I really would like the world--at least the bright inhabitants of it--to catch up with me. So I've been running ideas through my brain for torn page long division collages like the one that got sold on and off during the past 24 hours or so. I've gotten several ideas but no full sketch of a work, yet.
In case anyone's curious, I put a price of %600 on the work. I though that a ridiculously low price compared with what many very second-rate mainstream painters get, but it was ridiculously high compared with what my peers in visual poetry were charging for equal work, and ridiculously high, I suppose, for someone who'd never sold a gallery work. I am to get half the proceeds.
Seven or eight pieces have been sold, which is good news. Only one piece in the last Miami show I and my friends were in got sold, if that. Meanwhile, our splendid curator is working hard to try to get the show into another gallery. Maybe 2005 will be a good year for me and my friends in visual poetry!
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