Well, the 19th has come to pass and the heavens are great-full (and so am i) ...
A beautiful, yet slightly chilly, late summer day was greatly enhanced by this annual festival that encouraged all people, be they borderline-sane or recently-escaped patients, to come together and make crafts, appreciate art, and gorge on anything rapped in a bun.
WHAT FUNNN :-D!!!
Okay, here was my day in a nutshell: 1. though i live only ten blocks away from where i had to be, i decided to splurge on a cab since i had product for the gallery (UAG at 247 Lark Street ... just in case you didn't know) and i wanted to arrive as sweat/anxiety-free as possible but all streets within six blocks of my destination were all blocked so my cab dropped me off and i wound up walking most of the way anyhow; 2. i twisted my ankle whilst admiring the natural state of the world (ie: was looking up when i should've been looking down); 3. was sweating like a stuffed sow in a sauna (please, no jokes); 4. my anxiety kicked-in (oh, happy, happy day); 5. when i got to the craft area, only the tables/chairs were set out but the tent was not up; 6. had to make my way through crowds to retrieve materials and supplies for the craft-making extravaganza; 7. was asked to man two craft tables - my original: dream catchers and an additional: jewelry making - since the jewelry maker was a no-show (i happily accepted - what an idiot).
i was busy from 11am to 4pm with no break (my choice - i fear that if i were to take a break, i would break away and never return ... never, ever ... ever). My tables were never empty of willing participants and were at every moment filled to capacity (after 2 o'clock, i ran out of dream catcher supplies so the jewelry-making was the last craft standing - or sitting and i have blisters on my ass to prove it). People love to craft, i guess, and in spite of the festival, i still love it, too.
Heard that Moby was at the festival but ...
Promptly went to UAG and opened the gallery until about 8 and was able to sell a few things that would not've been sold (it's usually closed in the evening during the festival).
All-in-all, it was a good day and i might do it next year.
Sorry, no pics because i had no camera, no batteries, no energy, no desire, no time (you get the point ;-)
A beautiful, yet slightly chilly, late summer day was greatly enhanced by this annual festival that encouraged all people, be they borderline-sane or recently-escaped patients, to come together and make crafts, appreciate art, and gorge on anything rapped in a bun.
WHAT FUNNN :-D!!!
Okay, here was my day in a nutshell: 1. though i live only ten blocks away from where i had to be, i decided to splurge on a cab since i had product for the gallery (UAG at 247 Lark Street ... just in case you didn't know) and i wanted to arrive as sweat/anxiety-free as possible but all streets within six blocks of my destination were all blocked so my cab dropped me off and i wound up walking most of the way anyhow; 2. i twisted my ankle whilst admiring the natural state of the world (ie: was looking up when i should've been looking down); 3. was sweating like a stuffed sow in a sauna (please, no jokes); 4. my anxiety kicked-in (oh, happy, happy day); 5. when i got to the craft area, only the tables/chairs were set out but the tent was not up; 6. had to make my way through crowds to retrieve materials and supplies for the craft-making extravaganza; 7. was asked to man two craft tables - my original: dream catchers and an additional: jewelry making - since the jewelry maker was a no-show (i happily accepted - what an idiot).
i was busy from 11am to 4pm with no break (my choice - i fear that if i were to take a break, i would break away and never return ... never, ever ... ever). My tables were never empty of willing participants and were at every moment filled to capacity (after 2 o'clock, i ran out of dream catcher supplies so the jewelry-making was the last craft standing - or sitting and i have blisters on my ass to prove it). People love to craft, i guess, and in spite of the festival, i still love it, too.
Heard that Moby was at the festival but ...
Promptly went to UAG and opened the gallery until about 8 and was able to sell a few things that would not've been sold (it's usually closed in the evening during the festival).
All-in-all, it was a good day and i might do it next year.
Sorry, no pics because i had no camera, no batteries, no energy, no desire, no time (you get the point ;-)
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