For the past two weekends, this has been my home, doing two art fairs. Both fairs went well -- great crowds, good sales, and good weather (none of the predicted rain on the first weekend, and a good 10 degrees cooler each day the second weekend than it was at the same show last year -- seriously, last year you could see people's brains melting as they trudged through the show grounds....). All but one of the pieces I blogged about in advance of the first show went to new homes -- hooray!
You better believe I was extra cautious as I passed by the Killer Cicada Tree this year. I managed not to drop food on my clothes. I did perform a spontaneous interpretive dance otherwise known as the "YEOW, I Put My Glasses On Top Of My Head And Now They're Completely Tangled Up There" jig, closely followed by the "Now My Hair Looks Like A Scary Witch" boogaloo. In terms of my typical show kerfuffles, both weekends were relatively calm.
I did spot a surprising number of people wearing pieces they'd bought from me at previous shows. What a cool feeling! It was kind of like spotting your favorite kind of bird perched in a tree outside your window.
Another cool result from the past two weekends was two new galleries interested in carrying my work, a new show that I might do next month, and a connection with a local company that could lead to some really exciting things. I have a few weeks' break before the next round of shows, but with everything else going on, I'll be spending every waking hour in the bead room. I know, getting up and saying "I HAVE to make some earrings today" is an incredibly fortunate position to be in. Excuse me while I go do a happy dance!
