"My God! How terrible these money questions are for an artist!" ~ Paul Gauguin
So I signed up for Hatch Market 2010 today. Cross your fingers and hope that I'm not too late to get in. I cut it fairly close to the deadline. Oh well. Anyway, paying for a tent at the market led to a quick check of all my business expenses thus far. The damage is over a thousand dollars, and I just now realized that I forgot to add in my advertising materials from Vistaprint. I mean, the money I've spent on supplies doesn't bother me. I have to have stuff in order to make stuff. But yesterday's adventure into the world of tradenames was... upsetting to say the least. I had to pay $157 just to get a DBA. And then on top of that, they make you publish the information in the local newspaper for two weeks straight... which costs another $40. So I spent a total of $197 just to be legally allowed to do business under Anorel Arts instead of my own name. Frustration.
Anyway... I'm washing a huge pile of old beads and broken jewelry... A bowl of Awesome Cleaner really does the trick, but on some of the cheaper beads like the really old plastic pearls, it will take the pearl coating off and leave you with a colorless plastic bead. Still, I'm impatient and have hundreds of little fake pearls, so I don't care all that much. I'm really grateful to the person who donated that pile to me, but jeez these things are filthy and disorganized. It's a plastic tub full of not just beads, but broken chains, dead leaves, plastic glow-in-the-dark stars from someone's wall, weird little felt flowers, lots of dirt and dust, rolls of hemp cord, broken metal and glass, shreds of old photographs, and God only knows what else. That tub scares me.
So I've kind of exhausted myself already this morning. How does that work? I guess I'll wander upstairs and chill out for a while. Maybe I'll post more later if I get bored or discover something truly exciting... like a three-legged monster hiding in that tub of beads.
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