Tales from the field #17

There are many challenges that the art fair artist experiences.
Usually the worst is weather. Sometimes it’s as distressing as the porta potty company letting us down on the delivery on Friday night and we arrived on Saturday needing to cross our legs until a rescue company arrived at 9:30.

Sometimes it’s a simple as needing to squeeze an old ambulance into a compact space.

Ambulance squeezed into compact parking space

I think they fudged a little on the other side.

And I thought I was doing well to get the Silverado in a compact space without dinging the van on one side and the shiny Tesla on the other!

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Tales from the field #16

Well, it is sky, after all.  That is my biggest inspiration. Set up in warm weather on Friday, regretting not having brought a pair of shorts and a tank top with me!  But there were a few clouds around.

In the evening I was outside at the airbnb where I was staying in Cornville – about 25 mins drive to the south east. There were clouds and a beautiful double rainbow.  At one point I thought there was a hint of a triple, which is a first-time-in-my-life experience for me.  Unfortunately I was on the phone so didn’t catch the triple.

Double rainbow in Cornville

Double rainbow in Cornville

Today was a nice day until about 11am.  Then we started with a steady drizzle.  At about 2:30 it let up a little, enough to run to the restroom.  From there I could see these clouds low between the mountains.

Rainy weather over Sedona

My booth is on the row second from the right, with the white wall hanging out covering half of the front.

We were thinking tomorrow will be better, but I’ve just looked at the forecast.  <sigh>.

Tales from the field #13

When I was setting up for Palo Alto, I was setting the shelf in my desk and found out I’d inadvertantly packed a gecko. Far away from his natural climate, this little critter would not have survived to be released onto the streets of Palo Alto. I needed to take him home.

gecko in a cup

My friend Cindy went into Pete’s and begged an empty cup from them, and he spent the day in cup jail in my booth.

That evening, having found that he eats various bugs, I was looking around my airbnb, thinking ‘I need a fly’. Then, I found a spider! I scooped it up and added it to the cup, which by this time had some natural materials in it so as to not be quite so boring.

gecko in a cup

A little furniture.

I left him at the airbnb on Sunday, and in the evening brought him out so he could have a warm up on my hand. After he no longer felt chilly, he wanted to run around a little more, but it was time for bed before an early start.

Gecko

“Ah, a heating pad.”

I put him back in the cup – really? his little face said, cup jail again?

gecko in a cup

What did I do to deserve this?

We’re going home in the morning!
You’re really going to take me home? was the quizzical expression.

gecko in a cup

Really, you’re taking me home? You mean it?

The one expression I didn’t capture was the look on his face when I put out the contents of the cup in the front yard. He looked around, then looked at me. Wow, you kept your word! I’m home.
Then he zoomed off into the oleander at gecko speed.

Newer Work #84

I am usually willing to do commissions that will not be chosen.  I often do a couple of commissions when making a refractured watercolor or mixed media because if it doesn’t it the spot, it can just go into show stock and someone else will love it.

Just Chillin’ II started as a commission and the potential customer didn’t fall in love with it – in part because it wasn’t going to look good in the house because the wall colors weren’t conducive.  So, another 16×20″ matted painting is in the bin this weekend.

refractured watercolor

#1358 “Just Chillin II”. 11×14″ refractured watercolor in white mat ready for 16×20″ frame.

Tales from the field #11.

I’ve been locked out of a few places before – my house, my truck (multiple offenses) and my motel room.  Motel 6 are particularly good at having the key not work the next evening, but that’s always an easy fix.

This weekend I went to Flagstaff and fairly easily found my Airbnb location.  The owner I knew had taken the weekend off to go hiking out of town, and out of cell phone range.  There was another guest also, but when I arrived the place was empty.  And locked.

It had been a busy week and I’d skipped the part where I’d written the entry instructions down because I thought they were in a text on my phone.  They weren’t.  They were on my email which I couldn’t access until I got my laptop onto wifi.  I couldn’t get onto the wifi until I accessed my email and found my host’s wifi and password.  Catch 22.  I could always find a Starbucks, if only I could get onto the web to find where one was because I don’t know Flagstaff well…. Catch 23?

I wondered how friendly the locals were.  This is a fairly rural area – down a cinder gravel road.  I was in luck.  The second house I tried had a 4 furiously barking dogs and a friendly homeowner who stuffed them back into the house and sat on the steps with me and was willing to let me use his laptop as well as his wifi, though mine turned out to be faster.  Email accessed and problem solved!

Newer work #80

I realize it’s been awhile since I’ve specifically posted a ‘Newer work’ post.  This one is from a new batch, and a little different than many of my other refractured watercolor/acrylic/poetry pieces in that I put the poetry on the acrylic in places obvious to the viewer, rather than hidden in the clouds.  I’m looking forward to seeing the reaction on this one when I take it out for the first time this weekend.

mixed media painting

#1351 “Heaven’s Gate”. Mixed media on panel, 14×11″. Inscription reads: Hevean’s gates have bars. You can see in but you can’t go there yet.

 

Tales from the field #9

Well, well, well.  Seems like spelling is not a prerequisite for the City of Calabasas!  This trash can was at the back of my booth on the weekend.

Misspelled trash can sign

I guess someone will need to recycle themselves back to remedial spelling.