Yup I totally gave up on the idea of drawing illustrations for describing the event. Not enough time. (Somehow in my mind I always think there will be.)
And that’s why I have even more gray hair
It was shocking windy on Friday afternoon during setup. Like tents were leaning at 70 degree angles from their weights. Artsplash has patron’s night on Friday, that we are supposed to be open for, for 4 hours. I seriously thought about skipping it. However this is when the judging takes place and also I really didn’t want to tork off any art fair folk (meaning show promoter types) so I compromised by putting up only 5 panels (instead of the usual 9) in the center of my tent with no print shrink bins because they have a tendency to blow away like so many dreams upon the wind. By the time the Patrons gig got started at dusk, the gale had relaxed down to being merely blustery. (Note: photo was taken on Saturday before opening.)
When the judges came around I apologized about the puny display but explained that I wasn’t willing to risk all more work with the wind. They apparently understood because I actually got an award this year. This is the first time in the decade or so that I’ve been doing this event that that has happened here. What’s even more surprising is that several of my friends also got awards. Not that they didn’t deserve them but this event tends to favor the modern, contemporary type artist. Not generally folks like myself.
One such award winning friend is Olga. I had a good time catching up with her since we see each other only 1 or 2 events a year. She and I have lots in common. So much so it makes me think we could be sisters. Well … as much as a chunky brunette from the Midwest could be related to a beautiful blond Ukrainian.
A Few Changes That Artsplash Has Made
The event is still quite excellent artistic wise. The jury is high level and the artwork exceptional.
A positive change was that instead of holding an artist auction the night of the adult’s only patron party they are now holding it pre-Christmas. Also they sprinkled the wine and food location in amongst the artists so as to encourage the patrons to move about.
These are wonderful changes because before the auction and food and wine were held in an adjoining area with a party like atmosphere. We donated art that the patrons bid on at the party and thus they didn’t really feel the need to walk the show. Now in order to get art, they need to shop for it from the artists.
Mind you I still didn’t make anything on Friday but I believe the change to be for the betterment for the artists on the whole.
I must say I do love it when an art fair asks it’s artist’s opinions, listens to what they say and actually implement the changes. Well done Artsplash!
For previous artsplash information The good the bad and the ugly of it, check out this previous Artsplash post.
UPDATED: I completely forgot I said I would write about clowns and something akin to a drug deal. Apologies for the length this post has become.
When I won my award the first sign I had of it was a big clown standing outside my booth shouting to come out and give him a hug. I looked at him like “I don’t think so buddy.” Turns out he was part of their hoopla for award presentation. In previous years they had Laurel & Hardy look-a-likes and one man bands. They do this because it gathers a crowd instead of the traditional judge handing you a ribbon and a pat on the back in secret. There is much shouting and cheering and the clown grabbing random strangers and forcing them to congratulate me. Much like the first date of my youth, the whole experience left me feeling excited and humiliated all at the same time.
“Much like the first date of my youth, the whole experience left me feeling excited and humiliated all at the same time.”
I’ve always hated (okay hate is a strong word) been uncomfortable around clowns. Actually anyone in a full body costume. I never understood why people think they’d be great for kids parties. Frankly there’s little more scary than a clown. I mean really if you were walking down a dark alley and suddenly a clown entered from the other end. Tell me you would turn around promptly.
As to the other topic. Weeeeell … it was funnier in my head like a week ago. What it amounted to was I bought a silk skirt from a vendor but since she didn’t jury skirts in she didn’t have them in her booth. But she did bring a bunch along, we just had to sneak off to her van to do the deal. She kept looking cautiously around apparently expecting some art fair folk to pop out and confront her. But all went swimmingly.
So yeah, waaaaay funnier in my head. 🙂
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