Most of what I make is large. A painting takes weeks, so it's priced accordingly. Most people buy one and then do not buy another for years, if ever.

In this economy, I made peace with that part. What got to me was standing at a show while someone told me which corner the painting is, what used to be in that storefront, how they walked past it every day for six years, and then watching them go home without it. They wanted it. The price was in the way. That bugged me about as much as it bugged them.

Craft fairs are where this changed for me. I could put postcards and note cards on the table next to the paintings, and people bought them fast. They went digging for their block, their bus line, the apartment they lived in ten years ago. People want art in their house and want to back the artist making it. Price was the only thing stopping them. The postcard solved that, and the Club made it easier still. It comes to their mailbox every month, and over a year it adds up to a collection of San Francisco.