This is my second year doing Yart, and while my sales were way off from last year, the day was fun. I met some really interesting people, learned a few things, and found myself listening to some people's problems and listening to others who completely inspired me. One such inspiring person was Candace Thomas, textile artist.
Candice makes beautiful art quilts and other textile art, I bought a book from her, I'll get a picture of it when I dig it out of my car. We had a wonderful conversation today about narratives I have in mind for my houses and she gave me much to think about.
Andria Linn opens up her home for this sale every year and invites a wide range of artists, so there is something for everyone. Today we had fiber artists, painters, photographers, glass artists, felt artists, and a potter. The potter sold a lot more $2 items. I'm thinking of opening a new company, Dollar Store Art, everything under $5. Jeez..... At least I sold a bunch of stuff that has cluttered up my studio. All nice stuff, but most of it was all those little things you make when you are procrastinating getting to the big stuff you need to make. You know those days, right? Anyway, everyone loved their purchases and everyone was so nice, what can you do? The economy sucks!
I loved the way this artist displayed these children's hats. They were all in little flower pots. Too cute!
Andria set up a craft station for those that wanted to leave their kids with something to do while they shopped. Brilliant! We also had a potluck brunch/lunch and there was lots of homemade breads, quiche, chili, cookies and even truffles!
The attendance was definitely down this year, but Andria just had a baby, so our fearless leader wasn't there to encourage us to promote the show like she did last year and I just wasn't feeling that well, so I did very little myself. Just goes to show you, it pays to get the word out, it definitely helps! All in all a good day, got a little cash in my pocket and I packed up an empty crate. Lots to think about. I had a big blog post going on in my head driving home, but the hot shower I had washed it all away. I'll try to get those thoughts back when I'm less tired. One such thought is this: please don't fold my beautiful postcards right in front of me. I had postcards printed with one of my alters on the front and I can't tell you how many people stood there and folded the dang thing in half while talking to me, grrrrr!!!