One Year...

I just realized that I've been blogging here at paulsenland for nearly one year.  I promise to not have so many vacant months in my blog calendar this year.

Here's one of the other heads I sold last week at the market.  This was a companion piece to the one I regrettably sold to the kid from Vancouver, BC.  This one was purchased by someone from Olympia, I think...

It was encouraging that I sold both of those heads in the same weekend.  Here's what was learned from those two selling:

1.  I need to make more heads like this, which I did.  Made three of them yesterday.

2.  They sold for an average of $105.  Good to know I can get away with charging that much for a single head.


Happy Anniversary,

paulsen

Ceramic Fish...

Last week I ventured out of my comfort zone and decided to come up with a new product for my booth.  I wanted to make something that i thought would appeal to some of the folks that are turned off by my heads (which is plenty, btw).  I thought, "I'm in the NW, lots of fish, people buy fish trinkets, maybe I should make some ceramic fish."  So I made some fish.  They're not as crazy as my heads, but they still bear my unique markings.  Not sure how they'll do at the market.  I suppose I'll find out this weekend when I unveil them for the first time.  Here's a sneak peek...

A reminder:  season premiere of Men of a Certain Age is tonight.


Love That Show,

paulsen

Blogging...

I'm planning on trying to blog more often.  I feel like my twitter account has rendered blogging useless, which is a shame because I used to love blogging back in the myspace days.  So, in an effort to not let my writing "skills" further atrophy, I will be making a conscious effort to blog more.  Look at that.  Atrophy, man.  I can't figure out where the damn commas go.  How the hell am I supposed to fix that?  I can fix a misspelled word, but a comma?  That's going to require a lot of legwork on my own.  Ugghh.

Here's a picture of my favorite piece.  I sold it for a hundred bucks last weekend at Portland Saturday Market.  I felt horrible afterwards because I wanted to keep it for my own collection, but the kid who bought it really wanted it.  It was the first time he had ever bought a piece of art.  And he lives in Vancouver, BC, which is kind of cool.  That city is on my bucket list.

I remember now why I stopped blogging.  It just took four minutes to retrieve that photo.  #needtofixmycomputer

Dang it, this isn't twitter.  Stop hashtagging.


Blogging,

paulsen