I got sad news today in the mail. Studio 432, the gallery in Perryville, Maryland, which has represented me for the past couple of years, closed its doors on Christmas Eve. The news was made bittersweet by the inclusion of my last commission check. Oh, how I'll miss that funky, colorful converted church and all the eclectic, creative artists who exhibited therein.
What makes it worse, is that on that same day, Christmas Eve, Thistles, the gallery which has represented me in Lewes, Delaware for the past three years, closed its doors, too.
So, for the first time in many years, I find myself without gallery representation, and I think I won't be looking for any either. I believe we've come to an end of an era. I've been watching little individual galleries close their doors, one by one, for the past five years now. And I've been reading the predictions of their failings in trade magazines for a long time.
So, most likely, I'll be immersing myself into e-commerce and selling my artwork through Etsy or whatever else is out there. I'm sighing deeply as I write this, because I loved having someone else doing the promoting and selling. I loved being the "star" of special gallery exhibits and I truly loved the relationships I developed with the gallery owners who all became very dear friends of mine.
And it's sad to see galleries disappearing from the retail market. Art viewed online is nothing like seeing it "in person." Its very tactile quality disappears on a computer screen.
I don't know what the future of my art sales looks like, but I do know this; the closing of the galleries will not prevent me from creating more art.