And never so happy to plant my feet on the ground and kiss the dog! (He had a wonderful time at Camp Abby in Kent and Abby learned a dog is too much responsibility at this time in her life...... lessons for everyone this trip.)
Speaking of lessons and the learning curve of life, I have hit yet another speed bump on my way. I had a gut feeling the week prior to leaving and even announced to the fam and a few friends, I wasn't going. The show expenses were huge and at the stroke of midnight I just couldn't eat the expenses. I loaded the truck and trailer, off we went...... 30 hours away. We made check in time by 1:30 pm on Thursday and proceeded to sit in line for 45 minutes in 90 degree heat....... and we are off to the races.
After walking around I quickly realized the difference between the age old question of "ART vs. CRAFT. The answer......... price! Finally set up and pretty happy with the booth one of the show promoters stopped by, looked around and I was told, again: "OMG mark your prices up!" Just put a 1 in front of all your prices or the collectors will never take you seriously. And so it began.......
Friday, the crowds flocked to the jewelers, purse makers and clothing artists. There were a few collectors walking the floor and they did find their favorite artists and spent money. Friday night I was kicking myself for not trusting my gut and staying home. Saturday night more of the same and realizing Florida is not my market.
The flashy glass artist next to me mentioned I was not glitzy enough for the Florida crowd; I might want to run out and buy a be-dazzler tonight. He pointed out I had an "earthy look".
It's pottery, I retorted.
The other thing I was surprised at........ interior designers are abundant in Florida and most want a price break. New to this venue I was a bit daunted by this but for the most part stood firm. What is your best price?.......... pretty sure that is my best price, have you walked around the show?
There were of course highlights at this show and I had a ball talking to several new collectors and most of all, clay artists from the area. Gotta say clay people are just happy to talk about clay and techniques. Especially loved talking to the school teachers teaching art in the public schools, bless them!
set up the first day.......
playing with wall pieces. As a person who walks the woods and paths I pick up little gifts left for me to discover...... yeah I know, it is all about me :) On wash day I empty my pockets and loving place these found objects in a shoe box next to the washer. I have many shoe boxes and wondered what I would ever do with the contents of those shoe boxes. Shadow box assemblage seems a natural progression to the collection. The back of the framed piece has the story of the contents. I am loving the process.
Also think they compliment the pedestal work.
All in all looking back it was a haul. I hit the studio the second week of January and never left. Walking and other activities like blogging ceased. If my fingers were busy they were weaving and not typing.
It was not a balanced life, sure I got my bread baked and the vacuum run but so much of life stopped to get ready.
One needs time to day dream, walk and visit with friends.
I also believe this will be my last show with a promoter in lieu of contacting collectors. I don't care for the arena and frankly would rather show work through the SAC in Boston or the MAG in Rochester.
Support for organizations educating the collectors and general public to fine craft is where I would like to throw my support. I might add they treat us very well too.
All in all I am so happy to be back in the studio working on teapots, getting ready for a workshop with the Clay Alliance in Cincinnati and Craft Boston the end of the month.
March, so far has been a whirlwind!