Tales from the field #8

Sometimes life happens to people.  I’ve not ever had to bail on a show at the last minute, thank goodness, but last weekend, my neighbor did.  I don’t know who it was and there was no message to the organizers, but by 9am on the Friday, it was clear that the space next to me was going to remain a space, and I had an extra wall.  Blissfully I’d bought a couple spare paintings, and spread things around, and made the best use of it.

If I’d known it, I would’ve set up differently, though.

The irony was that I had thought, based on the booth map, that I was getting a corner booth.  I was, but just not the way I thought.