The longer you leave it the harder it gets.
I suppose it counts for everything in life, it certainly does for my 'blogs'.
Each and every day I think to myself "I must write about something", not for you but for myself.
I don't pretend that people are waiting on my every word so when I do write it is for "me.
Irene would tell me "that sounds about right".
My mind is like a "junk box" and every now and then it needs a good clear out.
Writing does that, then it enables me to move on a little bit.
At least I think it does.
People "blog" for different reasons and sometimes its hard to understand why.
My current favourite blogger "Tony Clenell" has started to write to his own ceramics,
as a result his posts have become much more personal and more enjoyable, of course he is mad
but in the very best way.
It is because of his daily "posts" that I decided I had better write a few words.
But what should I write about ?
So many events have occurred and so many different artworks have arrived at the gallery, I wasn't sure what to choose as a subject.
We certainly have a lot of events coming up in the near future, so what should I choose as a topic?
I am not sure so every day I have left it for tomorrow.
I do that with most problems but I have found that it catches up with you in time.
So while I have been pondering upon such important desicions
Other things, and other art and events have proceeded as normal.
Which has made me understand that these are the important things and that I should make mention of them because they are the foundations of the gallery.
Nothing to do with exhibitions. just nice artists who we deal with every day.
I don't remember exactly when, but a few months back I had an email from an artist.
What made this letter different was I couldn't understand a word, it was in 'Italian'.
I appreciate that this will confound a few of you, those who are aware of my vast linguistic skills.
After all last week I was speaking with a customer in "Geordie",
that just shows how good I am with a foreign language.
So receiving the letter in Italian I called upon my good friend "google"
and discovered that this was a famous Sicilian artist.
Famous yet so very modest.
I am so pleased that 'Google' were able to translate for me as I had received such a lovely letter from a really nice and incredibly talented artist.
I have no idea how he found us but I am so happy that he had.
As a result [I did reply in Italian] of our correspondence he sent me two of his beautiful paintings
Both placed in antique frames.
I couldn't help but wonder what I had ever done to be so very fortunate.
Then just a few days ago he wrote again.
Of course I couldn't understand a word, but with a little help again from my friends at google
[but they don't know Geordie]
I understood that he was preparing to send me some new paintings.
I felt very humble and just don't know how I have become so lucky, I don't want to question why
I am just so proud that he would decide upon us to be his gallery in England.
What was even nicer isthe way he signed off his letter
Saluti affettuosi, a presto
"much love, see you soon"
What English person would be so honest plain and simple?
I can't wait to greet him with a kiss.
So, if you want to see some stunning art from Sicily give me a call, you won't find it elsewhere,
not in my country.