Friday night at Artfest is Vendor Night. a fabulous opportunity for teachers to sell their art and for a few outside vendors to peddle their vintage treasures. Tory, who was teaching at Artfest, had reserved a table and invited Steph and myself to join her. We jumped at the opportunity to be on the other side of the table. Here's how the evening evolved . . . .
Hooking up our flamin' trailer to haul our Artfest vendor night goodies to the airplane hanger:
Minor glitch with the hook-up:
Setting up our table:
All ready to rock 'n roll:
I am always amazed by the number of shoppers. There is an electric, frenzied feel -- wanting to look, touch, buy, and get on to the next booth before all the good stuff is scooped up!
We all had fun . . . and made a little pocket money. Thank you to everyone who bought my journals, nicho kits, Fearless Faces, and Funky Junkyard Birds. I am honored you chose my stuff in light of your many choices. (You can see what I was selling by clicking here.)