Sorry about the radio silence recently — the art show over the Labor Day weekend chews up an awful lot of time.
Anyway, it’s done, and it was every bit as pleasant as in the past. For a tiny little town they sure do conjure up a lot of volunteers. They put together a really mellow and supportive atmosphere for both the artists and the public. A little supervised “doggy park” where folks can tie their dogs, with fresh water and treats. Wandering docents who take the trouble to become familiar with each artist’s work, and who will tend your display so you can go get a bite to eat or take a little walk by the river to decompress.
They totally take care of security, and even have someone who sets up a cot in the display space (a huge tent) and sleeps with the artwork overnight. A minimal entry fee and they just take a 30% bite of the sales, which is lower than most any gallery. All profits go to scholarships for promising young artists in school.
And brisk business this year too — I sold almost 75% of everything I had in the show, which is unprecedented, and many of the other artists reported pretty good sales as well.
It’ll take me a day or so to pack everything away and return my workspace to something resembling order, then I’ll get back to reading the news again and see what that leads to.
Seems I completely missed one political convention, and some of a second one. Lucky me.
Meanwhile, at the Paralympics, I’m still trying to understand what the hell happened here;
The winner set a new world record in this event, the 200 meters, and also holds the world record in the marathon, something that leaves me comfortably speechless.
OK, one more. Table tennis this time. A game I played a lot when younger, and even became reasonably adept at it. This guy could have kicked my ass any day of the week though. Amazing.