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Sooo… I cried at the SIMP miniature show

Miniature Fruit Bowl, Sculpture, 2015, Stéphanie Kilgast
Miniature Fruit Bowl, Sculpture, 2015, Stéphanie Kilgast

Sometimes you feel it’s going to be difficult.
About one week prior to the show, thoughts about the miniature world kept creeping up in my mind.
No good thoughts, mind you.
Thoughts about people nagging on prices, only buying single items and not taking the time to grasp the hours of work and hard achieved skills to make the most realistic miniatures.
Not everyone is like that, of course (and luckily!) but enough are and it’s annoying, to say the least.
On top of that, I am tired, working hard and a bit worn out with the mindless miniature food jewelry sculpting and the (although very rewarding) daily veggie challenge.
No wonder I closed my two main shops beginning of June. (and they’re still still closed so far)
So yes, I was in a weak spot and I felt it and I knew I was fragile to eventual critics.

Beginning of the show, a woman came.
She fiddled around with my (lovingly sculpted and painted) miniature squashes and asked for a price.
I didn’t know.
I never know, because pricing is complicated.
So I told her, and rather cheerfully “well that is the big question, isn’t it?… I’m note quite sure yet…”
My (kind, patient) brother-in-law then added “we thought of 12€ per piece…”
And then it went all very fast.
She straighten up, drily and raising her voice, she asked “What? 12?”, pointing at a pumpkin display I had done, added “but that one would cost 120€ in that case!” (it was displayed at 60) and I just had the time to answer “yes, I know…” and she went straight to “I think one squash should be 6 or 7 euro! 12 is excessive!” and without further notice, she took off.
I only had the time to throw a “but wait!” in the air, but at the point she was already too far.
(I’m so fed up with this)
I thought.
I tried to contain my tears.
I turned myself to compose myself. (other customers were at the table)
I miserably failed and started to cry. Hard.
PLM told me something comforting, I gave him my bag, told him I needed a quick rest and went to the bathroom.

So there, great, great start in the show.
Don’t get me wrong, everyone can think my prices are too high (or too low) but don’t tell me as if I were a piece of shit.
It is not real food, it is not your rent. You don’t have to buy it.
If you think it’s too expensive, keep it to yourself, say thank you, smile, go peacefully.
Make the world a kinder place.

My mind is racing right now. I am an artist. I will tackle the art market. The dollhouse market is not a nice place. I don’t feel good here and I don’t like to make single baguettes someone can put on it’s shabby chic table.
I want to make food compositions and sell that and if the dollhouse market isn’t happy with it, then it’s time for me to move on.
I want to be political and talk about the environment and food choices. The daily mini veggie challenge really opened something there, a meaning, something I enjoy and which I can explore.
I want to sculpt other things and talk about emotions, sadness and depression.
It’s time for a change.
Will it happen over night? Probably not,
Will I stop dollhouse miniatures? I don’t think so.
But this is not how I want to progress and it’s not making me happy.

I’m happy to hear your thoughts about this.

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