I sold nothing yesterday, despite pulling two shifts, one at the cafe, and one at the bar.
     It happens at least once a week.

     Every night, there is usually a different saying on the outdoor chalkboard.  I don't take a picture of every one, but I liked this...."Wondering about the fate of the world".
     It's exactly what I'm doing, as I ponder my own fate, especially on a night when I don't sell.

     Not making money in San Francisco is a bad thing.  It can lead to homelessness pretty damn quick.  Most people in the city don't have a nest egg they can rely on in times of trouble.  They live paycheck to paycheck.

    
     Here is a recent table display...

     Sometimes people buy, sometimes not.  There is no reason why, one way or another.  People do what they want, whether I'm a good salesman or not.

    

     The napkin arts are still a strong seller at $5 a piece.  I tried to discontinue them, but they proved to be my 'bread and butter'.

    

     This Batman napkin art keeps selling.  I think I've sold three of this design so far.  Just so you know, this one is not finished yet.

    

     These two figurative paintings rest in my studio.  They are too big to carry on my bike, unless I put them in a dufflebag.

     

      I started the 'David, age 6' blog yesterday, an exploitation of my youth for business purposes.

      Meanwhile, the creation of new napkin arts continues.  There is no way of telling what people will like, so the idea is to just give them plenty of content to choose from.

     People love stupid crap, and they will pay for it.

     "Plorcck!"