Next weekend I will be showing at my first art festival in two years. It's been a crazy week and I have been reminded why I decided to take a break in the first place. In between counting inventory and looking for my boxes, I have been home making prints and cutting mats when I would rather be in my beautifully lit studio, hand-coloring one my new images. To give you a point of reference - here are a couple of photos of what my office looks like right now.
Getting ready for this show seems more difficult because it’s been so long since I had to pull this together. When I was going to art festivals every other weekend and I had a van I used only for shows, it was a lot easier. Everything but the art was stored in one place, ready to go. I had a rhythm and a system. (To read the story about what happened to my van, click here: "Big Blue")
Now I need to bravely go into my garage to pull out display equipment, go down into the basement and look for all the supplies I stored two years ago and then climb a very tall ladder in my studio to take down the track lights I will need to light my booth. I don’t mean to be complaining. One of the things I am excited about, is seeing many of my friends from the art festival circuit that I have not seen in two years. Making the decision to take a break was more difficult because of the relationships I formed in the eleven years I spent doing the shows. But I also feel scattered and unfocused. Between this show, the event I had in my studio last month, and my recent road trip, I feel like I have veered off course. My routine has vanished and once again I feel like I am simply doing my “have to do now” activities with no vision or purpose. I think I have shared this before, but I have a tendency to live in the world of “everything will be ok when………..” I feel like I am there right now. “I will get back on track after the show, the trip, the out of town visitors…………” you get the idea. So enough of that…..time to buck up and get back to work so I will be ready to pack up my “mini” van and set up on Thursday. I have a choice here. I can be overwhelmed, frustrated and not very nice to my husband, or be excited about seeing old friends, making new ones and sharing my art with anyone nice enough to step inside my booth. If you are in town, stop by the Sacramento Art Festival, October 1 – 3; booth #334 and say hello!









