One Last Poke at the Art Bear - this go round

Well, the gallery finally did respond to the email I sent over a week ago.
They didn't respond to any phone calls, I sent, but anyway, I finally did get a reply to the email.

Just remember, folks, THEY CALLED ME FIRST. THEY SAID THEY LOVED MY ART.

Why do I really do this? I don't know, but I feel like doing it. Here is "part" of the email...

"Hi Robert:
Thank you for taking the time to send over all of your available works. We would like to consider introducing your work into the gallery in the near future, but at this time we don't have a specific time frame. We would like to stay connected with you as the gallery comes into a position where we can showcase your work. Please keep us updated on your newest pieces."

From calling me, and saying that they had been looking at my work for a couple of days; that they loved my work, that they pay soon, that they call the artist as soon as they make a sale because they are really excited when they do; that I should send all my available works so they can cherry pick the ones they want to display...

I'm not stupid, but ... it was a polite way to say that after looking more closely, they don't LOVE MY ART as much now. ha ha ha...

Will I keep them updated on my newest pieces? Of course I will. I went through a "you don't love me anymore "junior high thing" for a little while, but I'm way passed that.

And now, those of you who are reading this blog, all five ! ha ha, of you (maybe a few more) I am signing off to do my thing, which is work on websites, tonight. I like that, even when it is totally frustrating. Art is a good thing, too. Sometimes it gives my ego a good whacking. That isn't much fun, but it helps in the long run.