process © Laura Kicey
It stands alone in a neighborhood of big white houses. Like a frail, naked old woman in a room full of hapless people wearing white tee shirts and jeans. No one will look at her, but she is as beautiful as she is delicate.
tatterdemalion © Laura Kicey
No one was out on the street. Did they ever notice it was there? Was there outrage that it was left this way? Had it died down? Did they continue to curse its being there. Did they secretly think it was beautiful and wish there was a way to keep it so forever?
Last night I brough my work up to Elizabeth Anne Interiors in New Cumberland to help curate the show, which is going up today. I have mountains of stuff to get together yet for the promotion effort. I'm excited but totally drained of energy.
I'm attempting to get the ball rolling financially in other areas by submitting to stock sites... but my first attempt, with Crestock (their submission process was easy so I decided to have a go since I was there checking in on my contest image votes already), has been inconsistent, but consistently disheartening. I've been submitting things that I think are conceptually relevant and technically sound. My last submission I was told almost everything was underexposed, but fine otherwise. So I brightened them and resubmitted and told that they were bad compositions or not stock material. Yeah I have no clue what I am doing, obviously.