A couple of weeks ago I had an enquiry from a local lady who wanted to commission me to do a painting of her two Labradors after seeing the watercolour of my two darlings. She was going to get back to me but I never heard anything. Oh well, she'd obviously changed her mind, it happens. Well, last week she phoned back and said that she wanted to go ahead and that she had emailed me some photos for reference. On checking my emails there was nothing there, so I called her back and, on a rather crackly mobile phone, she said that she had definitely sent them and that I had confirmed it in an email conversation.... Did I hear that right? Did I misunderstand? I didn't want to question her integrity. I was confused!
It's been a busy couple of weeks, I have done several new paintings, there have been lots of print jobs to process for our giclée printer, there have been some fantastic enquiries for artwork from all over the world, sales online have gone ballistic and we have done lots of great sales in the gallery. We have also been getting ready for our Christmas Bonus event (sorry, you've just missed it, don't you read my blog?!) which was a wonderful day with lots of people and some very good sales. My Winter Birds series have been flying out of the door ('scuse the pun) and people have been booking up my Watercolour Workshops. Hectic!
So, I may be excused if I have forgotten an email communication. But it's not like me. I checked with Belinda that she hadn't replied to it and then maybe deleted it. She is a good gatekeeper and often handles many administrative tasks for me. But no, she was as mystified as me. So I emailed the lady to ask if she had definitely sent them to my address.
Well, when I got the reply I fell about laughing! For the past two weeks she has been communicating with an artist called Rob Walker (common name!) in, wait for it, Argyll, Scotland! What is even more bizarre is that at no point did either of them realise that it was me she was looking for. She managed to cancel the order just in time. Still, I now only have a few days to do it in rather than three weeks.
I had visions of her following it all the way through to the end and then saying, on Christmas Eve, that she'll just pop in and collect it. A whole 1,160 miles and a 21 hour round trip later later! She would be lucky to make it back before Santa had finished his round. And looking at Rob Walker's style I think she may have been in for a bit of a shock!
You see, there really is only one Rob Walker after all!