My Facebook Page is a hoot. A humdinger of a hoot.
Stalk me on Instagram, I post more mundane things like smoothies and weird stuff from my kunsthaus.
The demand for my work far exceeds my abilities to make enough for all. I am eternally grateful for this.
I do not allow studio visits....
I do not accept commissions or custom work at this time.
......How do I contact you?
.....Isn't this a terrible business model, having few things for sale, no storefront, not taking commissions, not responding to people...?
It absolutely is. This ain't no business! It is a miracle that I survive. This was never supposed to work out, my dream of making art, and I haven't the slightest idea of what I should be doing as an adult. I'm really just an artist making things that I love, that are loved, and wildly enough - it has indeed started to resemble a business.! For over a decade! But don't be fooled dear reader.... When it comes down to brass tacks, I'm just a maniac making things late into the evening, with no other intent other than to create objects of light, love, and beauty that will be collecting dust on our sphere long after we croak.
.....Can I have your Great Gramma's buttercream frosting recipe?
...I see your work for sale on Ebay for double the price! What gives?
That's not me! Some folks have been buying things and flipping them for a profit. Happens. If you love that Ebay piece, it speaks to you, but it's a little more expensive than what I'd charge, you should buy it anyway. Because what if I croaked tomorrow? CHA CHING! You better believe all sorts of vases of mine would turn up on there. It's kinda weird to see my stuff up on there like that because I'm very much alive and taking my vitamins, but hey... investing in art is a real thing, I'm doing it with artists I believe in. I don't trust the stockmarket as much as I trust the permanence of beauty, how about you?
.....You should raise your prices then!
I should. But nah. Little teeny bits, as I have in the past, as I will in the future, as things get more expensive. I need money to live, and I'm living just fine -thank you- because you're in love with my work. Because of your continued support. Because of the way you share me with your friends and family, it's built my living in a way I couldn't do myself. WHEN I win the lottery on a Tuesday, everything will be free. Until then, I'll continue on in this grand endeavor.
......How many pieces do you make a year?
Under the previously mentioned circumstance of not knowing how to run a business, I will lay down here a wishy washy answer....as many as I can. I work every day pretty much, I love it so. Little bitty ones to great big ones. I break/chip/crack/cut through/ explode a whole bunch in my creative pursuits, so I half- make a bunch as well that are never put out into the world. They are put into the muck of the swamp in the back. Future archaeologists are going to be baffled.
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