My own worst critic …

My table at the Fairburn Juneteenth celebration

I’m still floating from that day. I raked in the dough! It always trips me out how others seem to appreciate my work more than I do! I was floored! They say that an artist’s worst critic is themselves and when I do these festivals it always trips me out how true that is. Most of the pieces that sold were the ones I doubted the most. My son convinced me to include them though. It’s humbling when someone looks at what you think is your worst idea with bright eyes and an obvious grin that tells you they love it. 😍

Despite all that, you would think it would make you judge your work a little less than usual.

Nah.

Not gonna happen. It’s just the way of a creative mind, I guess.

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