This is the day after the Three Rivers Art Festival. For myself, it is a day of reflection and recuperation. A day of somber aftermath which is echoed in the muted grays of the overcast day outside my window. It is not a sad day, however -- in fact there is much to be happy about. It was a great festival, and I made a good many sales and met some great people. The first day was long but busy, with nonstop foot traffic. The second day was overcast and rainy, but I still managed to sell a painting during one of the downpours.
And here I am. The day after. The calm after the storm. The festival aftermath. I wonder how long this time of contemplation and recovery will last. I wonder if I will be up for another art market by the end of this month or the beginning of the next. I wonder if all that cold wet waiting I went through yesterday will lead to a sore throat or stuffy nose tomorrow. Anyway, I'll be sure to let you all know when I will resurface again.
Thanks to all those who made it out to the Three Rivers Art Festival. It was, on the whole, a fantastic event, and I plan to return next year if they'll have me. For now I have these two new commissions to complete for the holidays. Thanks again!