Visitors from the mining company today. I'm effectively subsidized by their willingness to rent me what I must think of as my shop. More than a year after my return, my best thought on marketing involves selling them versions of a miner I call "The end of the shift" (Sculptures gone). Honor to Lew Davis, painter, who saw them going to, and coming from the pit, when this mine was a different place.
An artist's dream: get the people you must pay to pay you.