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That's me, Valerie, AW & NP.
Maybe someday I can afford to come here for fun. Unfortunately, you cannot really live here all year. It is unsufferbly hot here in the summer, and that is just around the corner. We are talking 120 degrees. You cannot even go outside to and from your car in the daytime. I would consider moving here except for that. I am considering becoming a snowbird, though, except there isn't any snow here in the winter.
I am the first, I am told, working portrait artist to visit the desert. There are alot of affluent folks here, but my work seems to reach the lower and middle income level. Since I need a mall, that is not where the affluent go. However, I have had many serious inquiries for oil commissions, but no takers thus far. I am, I suppose, destined to be a sketch artist.
It is a bit different here. There is an odd passivity here, an indifference. The crouds here, though very massive, are very shy. It is rather hard here to get responses for demonstrations. Perhaps they are not used to it, and are a bit timid. When I succeed in getting someone to pose, I draw a huge croud upwards of forty people, and often acquire a waiting list in a short time. But I can go half a day without getting a single customer. It is bizarre.
Today, however, I am home all day celebrating Easter. By the way, Happy Easter!
Thank you Valerie, for your kind words.
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