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Show update
Sep. 17th, 2005 09:33 pmI am, as my next door neighbor's kid used to say, sausted. I haven't had enough sleep this week, and the show I'm doing today and tomorrow requires a one and a half hour drive to get to it. There are varying levels of driving while tired, and this morning, I can safely say, was the second worst ever. It was waaaay too early to call anyone. Earlier this week Nick Cave was singing, asking me if I loved him (baby), and that worked, but this morning even Dave Draiman from Disturbed was having trouble keeping me completely alert. I've heard so many horror stories of vendors and falling asleep behind the wheel...that's why I usually have a lovely new CD or a phone call to a friend. Fortunately, it wasn't so bad that I fell asleep, and I got there fine.
So then I got to the show. This is a show I've done for years. It was one of the first outdoor art fairs I've ever done. It's a wonderful, wonderful show, with great volunteers. But I noticed when I received postcards for the show that they neglected to put a map on (as they had done before). Not only that, but there is no mention of the street or location of the show, other than the name of the park. When I received my acceptance letter in the mail there was no vendor map. I started to worry that someone new had taken over.
My worries were quite justified.
I arrived at 7 am, promptly, and there was no promoter there. The volunteers were there, and one lady recognized me and told me that "he" wasn't there yet, "he" being the new promoter. Well, "he" didn't show up until 7:34, and "he" had the only map of the vendor locations, so I had to wait a half hour to set up. Still, it could have been worse.
This show is well-established, and there are always a few ladies who show up early to shop. I had my first sale at 9:40 am, even though the show doesn't open until 10 am. Well, "he" started walking through the show and yelling at the top of his lungs that anyone who hadn't moved their car to some parking lot somewhere would be towed. Over and over again.
Also, there was this whole thing about "live jurying at the show" in the vendor information I received this morning, and it mentions that only 25% to 50% of the vendors will be asked back! I'm astonished, especially given that there are twenty fewer artists here this year already. I really hope that they allow me to come back next year.
Anyway, the show was insanely successful for me today, I did in one day what I usually do in two days there, and I am giddy with delight. Sunday is always slower, but still, wow. I'm pretty geeked. I wish that I had spent more time preparing for it.
I even brought some awful romance story I started writing years ago when I still worked at Waldenhell. I thought I'd have time to read it. Hell, I never even took it out of the bag. That's my favorite kind of show day: busy. (ahaha!! I accidentally typed "busty" first...)
So then I got to the show. This is a show I've done for years. It was one of the first outdoor art fairs I've ever done. It's a wonderful, wonderful show, with great volunteers. But I noticed when I received postcards for the show that they neglected to put a map on (as they had done before). Not only that, but there is no mention of the street or location of the show, other than the name of the park. When I received my acceptance letter in the mail there was no vendor map. I started to worry that someone new had taken over.
My worries were quite justified.
I arrived at 7 am, promptly, and there was no promoter there. The volunteers were there, and one lady recognized me and told me that "he" wasn't there yet, "he" being the new promoter. Well, "he" didn't show up until 7:34, and "he" had the only map of the vendor locations, so I had to wait a half hour to set up. Still, it could have been worse.
This show is well-established, and there are always a few ladies who show up early to shop. I had my first sale at 9:40 am, even though the show doesn't open until 10 am. Well, "he" started walking through the show and yelling at the top of his lungs that anyone who hadn't moved their car to some parking lot somewhere would be towed. Over and over again.
Also, there was this whole thing about "live jurying at the show" in the vendor information I received this morning, and it mentions that only 25% to 50% of the vendors will be asked back! I'm astonished, especially given that there are twenty fewer artists here this year already. I really hope that they allow me to come back next year.
Anyway, the show was insanely successful for me today, I did in one day what I usually do in two days there, and I am giddy with delight. Sunday is always slower, but still, wow. I'm pretty geeked. I wish that I had spent more time preparing for it.
I even brought some awful romance story I started writing years ago when I still worked at Waldenhell. I thought I'd have time to read it. Hell, I never even took it out of the bag. That's my favorite kind of show day: busy. (ahaha!! I accidentally typed "busty" first...)