Watching someone just hopped the stairs and going to see the other room, still closed and letting him visit there too.
Then he exited with a "Thank you" and I looked at the gallery space and works to see how it could have presented itself to him.
I went into the not yet prepped second room. And after a starry walk, as if in a museum where all things shown are things exposed, marvelous inner walk and eyes only, and suddenly it occurred to me:
I HAVE AN ART GALLERY !
Now, how dream crazy is that!
I have spent the half of my life visiting galleries. And here I am, at my other half (or can it be a third, please, thank you, that would be nice) and I am it.
Why so joyful? I...can exhibit who and what I dream of seeing daily for a while.
Then I know, business side, not to be down played. And I won't down play it.
I didn't know my market wanted big and large photos.
Really, this is new to me. I thought Silver Photography lovers liked their photos as small as possible in fact. Like I do. I'm a pair of eyes of the very small. The negative size will win me over any time.
But market wants big, large, huge sized photos?
I will reflect on it and provide, at least: one or two.
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