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October 18, 2004

Tales from an Art Fest

This past weekend I had the priviledge of being part of Festival 34/84 in Cartersville GA. I didn't sell a thing, but that's not what I thought would happen. I don't feel like my art is "buy it right away" art. I loved hearing what people had to say and some really loved certain pieces.

The shining star of my booth was 'Jana'. Everyone loved it. One of the other artists (who won an award proudly displayed under his name tag) recognized it as a Chuck Close technique.jana.jpg
I told him, "I wondered when someone would pick that up!" It was like I had a 3D picture in my booth or something! Everyone was ooooo-ing and ahhhh-ing over it. It's from 1998! Someone please buy it! I don't want to move it anymore!

The weather was nice, the art was high calliber and the hospitality to the artists was crazy! They had free full breakfast on Saturday morning, free water and sodas all day long. Which was quite sweet: two boys pulling a wagon asking "Do ya want a drink? There free!" Saturday night, Cat and I went to the reception and dinner for the artists. It was catered awesome BBQ and open bar!! Yeah, I'm pregnant, bummer. I asked if they had water and the chic pouring the wine said no! Smoked Gouda, Brie, crossants, homemade coleslaw and BBQ. That was definately worth my booth fee.

I met some cool artists. I had a potter next to me, and a couple of photographers across from me. The funniest drama was the jewelry chic next to me whose work was eh, OK but not great. She flirted with so many guys. One of them kept coming back and coming back. She finally turned him down. She also attracted very loud and very rebelious teenage girls, who hung around her tent and never went away! There were glass blowers/jewelry makers that brought a 2 year-old with them. His mama was the glass girl. Little Oliver would appear occassionally with one of the other glass guys. He would laugh as they tossed him in the air and gave him piggy back rides.

All and all I loved dialogueing about my art with so many folks. I was dog-dog tired but I felt satisfied. Similarly to how I would feel after one of my dad's conventions. Of course then, I was selling a thousand dollars worth of stuff. I met some Shorter College grads who really liked my art and we talked for a while. They came back around with this other guy toward the end, right before I was about to pack up. Turns out he's an Art Prof at Shorter and he wants to have a show of my work at the school! I got his card and everything! That is satisfying.
Also the pottery lady, Patty, her husband does framing and stretching of canvases, and maybe slides! He's cheap and in Woodstock! That's nice.

It was awesome having Cat around to talk to and take care of Josiah. He had so much fun with his first best friend. So much fun, I don't think he was to thrilled to spend all day with me!

I'm sure there's lots I'm leaving out. But my typos are getting more evident so I better have some down time.

fine art | By | 10:14 PM

Comments

beautiful painting. rich colors. it seems like you try out a variety of techniques in your work. i like it.

Posted by: kelly at October 21, 2004 11:52 AM

Congratulations!!

good job on a successful weekend!

Posted by: Jeannette at October 20, 2004 3:01 PM

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