The Bookshop Guru
This is a true story, which happened to
me several years ago now. In a way it’s a bit like one of those stories you
would expect under “the tales of the unexpected” the TV series. But, with one
thing missing, it’s not a creepy or a frightening story. Anyhow, it was one of
those days when I would hop into my car with a couple of my paintings and drive
to search out some art galleries. This was something I did quite frequently
back then. I would wander off into the unknown and see what happened.
It was mid-summer, the height of the holiday season as I parked up and took a
stroll into the seaside town looking for art galleries. I felt sure I was in
the right place. The watercolours I had tucked under my arm were a couple of
seascapes, which would sell well in this seaside town, I thought. The
watercolours were quite modern, but tighter than I usually paint especially
these days.
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I took a deep breath and entered
the art gallery right on the seafront. My first impression was of an
art gallery with very little white space. Floor to ceiling the walls were
plastered with art of all shapes and sizes.
I walked over and introduced
myself to the owner of the gallery. I began by explaining why I was there. Then
I propped my two watercolours below her desk so she could take a look. The lady
began by saying she thought my paintings were too modern. I listened to what
she had to say about my work. But, just then a customer came into the gallery
and walked around as the gallery owner continued talking about my work. The
gallery owner said, “I don't think your work would sell well in here,
it’s too modern.” I tried to persuade her otherwise, but then the customer who
had just come in came over to where I was standing and stood looking at my
paintings. Whereupon she asked me how much would these paintings of mine cost?
I explained how much for the pair and she agreed to buy them there and then. I
even had to ask the gallery owner who was listening to this conversation if I
could borrow a pen as the customer was writing me a cheque.
The strangest part was after the
customer had gone the gallery owner still wouldn't consider selling
my artwork in her gallery even after she had to eat her words.
I don't know if she was still embarrassed or what, but when I
breathed fresh air the buzz was fantastic. I guess sometimes it’s difficult to
convince some people even when they have had to eat their own words.
Are you listening, what are you dreaming?
As Jesus said, “belief is everything.”
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Hey, Chuck. Did you bring any spending money? Viva la vida loca.
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