My art teacher at Point Grey Junior High School said I should go to art school. That was when I was 16. Well, that’s when we moved to Langley, and there was no way that I could even pay for the transportation to get to Vancouver, let alone pay for the course.
Back then I drew Christmas cards, painted them with a bit of watercolour, and sold them for one dollar a dozen! Yes, for one dollar a dozen. That was also the time that I played accordion at dances along with a drummer, and got two dollars for playing for two hours! And I picked strawberries (and hulled them) for a cent a pound. Money was hard to come by.
Back to the story!
I had looked after my husband’s paintings on a good many shows. Finally I decided to try to do some landscapes. Phil Ashton, the manager at Guildford encouraged me and said to show my paintings along with my husband’s. So, I started putting some of mine in the shows.
We were at Alexandra Park at English Bay in Vancouver, along with a group that we belonged to. Mickey’s paintings were “the main attraction” and I had put mine “over there,” next to his so I could keep an eye on them.
A man came over to me and asked who was looking after mine as he “wanted to buy one.”
I said, “You’re kidding!”
He bought the painting anyway, for my asking price of $15.00. It was a little waterfall! Now that’s how I sold paintings! That was my very first sale… but not my last!