When we found our booth marker (222) so close to the cotton candy trailer, I was sure it was a good omen. Then I heard the monkeys howling from the zoo behind us and really, it felt like home.
Thanks to friends set-up was pretty slick.
I have a new respect for the carni-like art gypsies that travel from art festival to art festival. I won't be hitching up the goats to the caravan anytime soon. One festival a year is enough for me. I met lots super cool people, had a blast with Christine in my booth, got to share stories, hear mostly compliments about my artwork and be in the sun for three days. It was fun and exhausting.
Maybe my favorite time was when the day was done, we would ride our bikes, in the dark back home. I got to use my lights and it felt so good to unwind and feel the wind after all that hot durning the day.
Thanks to Gallery 601 for taking good care of me and for all the people who came out to visit and buy artworks!