Sure About This?

What does tooling around the country in an RV, selling photographs at art shows, have to do with a shore dive kinda life? Where’s the diving? The tropical beaches? The mangoritas?

I’m not 100% sure that we haven’t completely copped-out. After all, in the U.S., life’s easy: English is widely spoken, I understand how the tipping works here, and most everyone drives on the right. There’s a lot to love, and a lot to hold us, not least our friends and family.

So when the itinerant art seller idea hit us two weeks ago – not coincidently on the weekend of our 10th anniversary – I had to question our motives. Were we settling for domestic because international is too scary or complicated? Are we just lazy?

Now, after dozens of hours of research, I can assure you: this art show biz is no cop out. It’s complete insanity. It’s hard, hot, fickle and a heck of a lot more complicated than putting a BCD on your back, an air hose in your mouth, and a dive buddy between you and a barracuda.

Sounds perfect!

As a kid, I was a real couch-hugger. But now I’m much more like your neighbor’s kid – the one with ADHD.

Or a shark. If I stop moving, I sink.

Planning constantly. Always conscious of the ticking clock, the fear of having missed something, fear of regret.

So the thousand details and decisions needed to get an art show life into motion sound just about right to me. Just as long as I’m not the one creating the art. Who needs that kind of pressure?