"Who would want to buy a painting like this?" a friend asked me when he saw my drawing (posted below). "It doesn't matter," I answered to him, "because I made this for myself." Surprisingly more than two decades later, a woman inquired me of this buried artwork. I had moved five times since the drawing was made, and I was worried it might not be sellable. Last week, during the holidays, I took a roll of my old drawings out of a storage room. "The Midwest's dry weathers were like my Santa," I said in smile. They have preserved the conditions of my drawings very well.
The inquiry to purchase this drawing was a scam. The woman insisted to email me her credit card number, its expiration date and security code even though my current store on Etsy accepts all the major credit cards, personal checks, and money orders. I am not sure how she could have stolen money from me, but when I declined to receive her credit card information via email she stopped contacting me. This time I caught it before being tricked, but this experience taught me to be extremely careful when I deal with online sales.
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