The art show

How was it you ask? I thought, for a first time endeavor it went swimmingly. It was a little dead as people who said they would come, didn't and people who said they would invite others, didn't. But all in all I was thrilled. I sold one set of jewelry! It was the impossible to make one with the silver different shape charms. Perfect. I ended up panicking about my display the day of the show (of course) and took some large rocks from the atrium, washed them off (want to feel absurd? Wash some rocks) and stuck them in a backpack. I am so grateful for large men that want to help. I wonder if it goes both ways when you're hauling a bag of rocks around for your girl? Anyway, I put them winding across my display table and draped the jewelry over them. I hadn't factored in gravity or that people were going to touch my things to look at them closely. When I think art show, I automatically think no touching so I now consider the "show" more of an "exhibit" or craft show. Hmm. Whatever. I laboriously balanced all the pieces and then people started touching them. That's when the display was totally worth it because they had a horrid time putting them back but struggled to do so nonetheless. YAY! Where are the pictures you ask? Oh, well, hmm. I was just about to bring my camera and of course I was talking about it when Mr. F reminded me how artists get all paranoid about their ideas getting stolen when they see cameras. Okay, fair enough and solid point. I was the only one without a camera. I'm not kidding. There was some little kid (8 at most) walking around taking pictures. I'm not kidding.

One of the main reasons I hate that I forgot my camera was the massive Paris Hilton style D&G sunglasses, gold shimmer spike stilettos wrapping up the ankles chick in the nurse costume. At least at first glance it appeared to be a nurse costume. You know the ones, they're super slutty and usually worn for Halloween or behind closed doors when role playing is your thing? But when I didn't see her nurse hat and then couldn't seem to locate the little red cross it became apparent it wasn't a costume!! I don't know what my deal is with staring. She stuck out. Big time. And she wasn't wearing panties. Whoa. She kept coming over and talking to me. She was there baby sitting Daniel Long's art. He's "established" and pretty much famous. I now have this hammered into my memory. I wasn't even crazy about his art style. Abstract is so confusing to me. Maybe I should try it and see how I feel then? Hmm. She told me over and over how she has seen my style of jewelry simply everywhere and since it's evident that it's like the easiest thing in the world to make, she's going to start making things too. Okay, I am so exaggerating, she did NOT use the word evident. I'm not certain if she was legitimately trying to compliment me or insulting me but I wasn't worried for I was not the one wearing the look alike nurse costume. For the earlier part of the show she insisted on being BFF with me. As I am emotionally three, I just stared and stared and laughed until she got suspicious and didn't talk to me anymore. Damn.

We are planning another show in October and with what we learned from this one, it will be a smash success. We are also going to be sure to check and see if any other bigger better with "established artists" art shows are going on and NOT have it at the same time. Oops. Ha!!!

Whatever. After the show I packed up Mr. F's backpack of rocks and headed back so he could give his new smoking grill another try. He is way good at this. We got some pork loins and then I found some apple smoking wood chips. Mmmm. It was fab. Everything he touches turns to gold anyway so I don't know why I would be surprised by this.

Speaking of gold. We have this chinese bamboo plant his mom gave us for Christmas. It's huge. It's in this bad ass gold vase with the matching cover and this red with pearls tassel that hangs off of it. I placed the bamboo in the little cut out window that connects the dining room with the kitchen and rested the cap on the counter with the tassel hanging over the edge. This meant the possibility of knocking it off the counter every time I so much as looked at it. After much to do over the doomed cover, Mr. F not only made another sweet unique little shelf, but when I came home the other day it was hanging up where I cannot get to it. It now makes a rather awesome spectacle of the cover! YAY! F does indeed stand for Fantastic!

Ah yes. The alleys. As I have told you, I love them to bits. Not only is it off leash freedom AND training for Tabitha when concerning continuing on when a dog (i.e. Tabitha's new best friend she simply MUST say hello to) is lunging/barking at the wall (and holy hell you should see how many dogs there are here! Usually 2 - 4 to a yard barking like mad!) AND sitting/staying before crossing the busy streets but it's also a WEALTH of dog toys! We find tennis balls, stuffed toys, empty plastic bottles, etc. I have decided to document the more interesting findings. Sadly, the stuffed monkey she carried all the way home the other day was shredded by Jim and cannot be captured forever on film. BUT! Just the other day we came across two more sweets scores. A yellow bodied, blue crinkle when you touch them eared elephant AND a stuffed husky. Normally I swear off the sordid excitable beasts but she was so proud of her newest discovery I just couldn't lecture her on the horror of huskies and how this one was stuffed and still looks like it's shedding. Maybe later when this one has also met his maker (the James can't help himself and for once I agree). Anyway, enjoy...