Below: The booth looking resplendent on the Sunday-our cohorts from the previous dayperhaps having decided that the removal of an ingrown toe nail would be more promising than enduring day two of art walk (crawl), we were able to spread our wares out a little.
This is a part of the layout from day one-with the lamppost doubling as an easel-next years Turner Prize for sure.
So where is everyone?
We have puppy dog eyes and everything?!
This chap admired my work at least (please don't pee on my paintings)
Thankfully, the flow of traffic improved
I contemplate making a run for it...but its not over yet
Success!! I dance my first sale of the day.
The crowd goes wild-selling a handbag.
The best part of the weekend-vending with other artists in the same boat without a paddle. Here the enchantingly lovely Martha Martin- a rising young talent , graciously stooping because I didn't have a crate to stand on. Please Check out her website- her work, literally wears her (he) art on its sleeve.http://www.heartsandstuff.com/
With the incomparable Johnny Tran-trip hop DJ, poet laureate and arts champion-immerse yourself in some of his choonz here:http://www.myspace.com/johnnytranmusic
Do I look Moody,bored or pissed off...?
Will it all look any more legitimate in black and white?
Swap Shop-little did he know that in years to come, young Martha would become bigger than Frida Kahlo, and that the two amazing prints he exchanged from her for his own tat, would make him rich beyond the dreams of avarice.
Not an entire dead loss then-and like I said, you can't fault a day if even one person walks by and shows interest-worth more than pieces of gold that stuff.
Next up are the two shows in LA, so for the moment I shall leave you with the furry Entre that greeted me from the kitchen cupboard the other day.
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