Feeling a bit shell-shocked at the loss of two people who were really good to me: Thomas and Ann Sergott and of Sergott Contemporary Art Alliance. Tom and Ann championed my work, and many other SoCal artists in art fairs around the States and at their Rancho Santa Fe home. Tom had a stroke a year ago. During his recovery, his wife suddenly fell ill and passed away and then he followed a few days ago. The double loss is a surprise and I’ve been despondent at the loss of both their friendships and representation.
Being an artist sometimes feels akin to being an actress- just hoping someone will see your work and potential and give you a chance, handing out business cards in a sea of others. My work can be a bit of a challenge to the average art consumer because of its scale, subject matter and price: it’s not “couch art”. I was blessed that Tom saw my work when I had just finished grad school and gave me a chance to start showing. He took my work to fairs in New York, Seattle, San Francisco, Miami, Los Angeles and San Diego. Artists aren’t always good about aggressively pricing their work and Tom helped me make my first big sale of “Misplaced Desires” to a collector in Shanghai which felt so validating. It means a lot when my work resonates with others- but it means even more when they buy it. And whenever I came to their home, typically hungry, Ann would make sure I left well fed and chatted up at their kitchen counter.
As Dr. Seuss said, “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.”