You’ve known me to disappear from this blog before, yes? Which, considering I am a writer, is pretty darn odd.

I love to write. I don’t like blogging. Something wasn’t copesetic in Kansas.

And because this has been going on ever since I put this blog up, I knew browbeating myself wasn’t going to work.

So, what was? What was going to turn the tide? Pizza or Chinese?

First, there was the website hurdle. And now, even though I run into artists all the time who either don’t have a website, or have a single page they haven’t updated in a couple of years, everyone understands websites are the norm.

“Home” isn’t a metaphor anymore.

Then blogs hit the Internet pay dirt. And as with websites, blog chaos reigned for a while: what were you suppose to write? Who was your audience: other artists or your hoped-for collectors? Were blogs worth the time and effort? How could you monetize them? Should you monetize them?

Right on the blog heels…

On March 30, 2007 my new gallery was only at 90% of completion with the Grand Opening that night. I expected at least 300 people. What a riot.

March 30, 2008 - Leopold Gallery at 90%

Did moving to this enormous space involve a risk? Oh yeah. Couldn’t I have just stayed in our smaller gallery? Not if I wanted to grow. What would happen if my plan didn’t succeed? I’d fail. Did I consider that an option? No.