Sunday, March 11, 2012

I Wish I were a Salesman

It's gotten to the point where my supply is much greater than the demand. In other words, I need more sales.

There are people out there that possess a quality that I wish I had. Namely, Guts. Why is it that I can draw, paint, turn a ramdom idea into a product, and produce a fairly nice online store. But when it comes to facing someone and asking them to buy my product. I'm guttless.

In the beginning, my sister and I used to sell our onesies at craft shows. We set up our onesie display and spent a couple of days watching the public parade by. Moms, Dads, Grandparents, Aunt and Uncles loved our designs. I'm proud to say that we always out sold everyone around us. And we always had a steady group of people stopping to look and laugh at some of our more humorous sayings. (Poop Happens and Night, Night, See you in Two Hours!).

At the time I thought selling our wares would always be easy. The computer is wonderful. I've truly loved selling my onesies through my online store. It's frankly amazing.

But nothing beats a brick and mortor store. Where people can come in, pick up, touch, and feel my garments. I do have my onesies and tees in several stores and gift shops. And to get them in more stores it means I need to physically walk in and talk to some buyers and owners. Why is that so hard for me?

I love my product. Is the fear of rejection so scary? Yes...for me it is.

I think that every artist whether they admit it or not has a part of them in their work. So a rejection of their work is, in a small way, a personal rejection.

So, wish me luck. I'm going to try and put myself out there this Spring. After all, they say when one window closes, another one opens.

Here are some of my latest designs.

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