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Fare Thee Well, Korea.



Two days ago, Korea in Tradition Hanbok, sold.  She's going all the way to England, which is beyond fantastic!  I would say this is the first time in my life that I've sold any art, but that would be untrue in a way.  This is however, the first time that someone I do not know, has purchased a piece of my art.  They also bought it for the price I thought was fair.

The two previous sales?

We used to own a coffee house.  We had silent art auctions there.  I submitted a piece, a figurine; so did my sister.  My mother started her bidding on my sisters with twenty dollars & continued to grossly outbid anyone who submitted a figure until she had purchased it for fifty dollars.

When she wasn't outbidding on my sisters piece, she was hovering over mine, deterring people from submitting any bids.  Right when time was called, my mother submitted a bid.  It was one dollar.  Way to show how much you think your own daughter is worth, mom.  She may have won that piece, but later I gave her measly dollar bill back to her and destroyed the piece right there in front of her very eyes.  

The second was my (maternal) aunts second husband.  I can not let the opportunity pass to say that he is an asshole.  He just is, but moving on... He just had to have this one piece of mine.  It was a charcoal illustration of a spirit woman.  He was practically pissing his pants over it.  Yet, he refused to pay the price I had it listed for & wouldn't purchase it for a penny over ten dollars.  I finally just accept defeat and sold him the piece for his price.  Partially because I wanted him to leave me alone & partially because I just didn't care anymore.

You can probably see, now, why I'm a bit over the moon for this sale. 

Have fun in England, Miss Korea!
    

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