1: Art Festival
These passed couple of days have been very productive. I’ve managed to get up early in the AM so I can take the bus into town and have plenty of time to run errands. As of late, I’ve been running job applications to various restaurants in search of someone who will hire me and eventually train me behind the bar. So far I’ve had two interviews on the spot, both of which seem promising. Fingers crossed!
But, that’s boring.
There happened to be an annual art festival starting on the second day of my outing. Many hard working individuals were bold enough to get out there and advertise themselves so that they could make an earnest living; over a hundred white booths transformed the area into one big street canvas that splashed into life with the abundance of independent local artists. How colorful, the lives are around us - the products of the mind are not always seen… But when collected, they create an entirely different world. I rather enjoyed being immersed in it, accompanied by a gentle sun and my sketchpad all afternoon.
I had the opportunity to speak with a woman who resembled a happy puppy in spirit, and painted with acrylics in a beautifully bold, vivid, and somewhat simplified style. I had an odd sensation that she and I were kindred spirits. I’ve never met a stranger who reminded me so much of myself (vain as that sounds) - she even went so far as to call her husband her “rock”, which is exactly what I do with my boyfriend. She gave me valuable insight to the business side of art; rule 101, don’t dive into it expecting to make money (pretty sensible, no?). It’s best to have plenty of smaller items to sell, as people tend to buy those more often, making it easier to catch up to the cost of a show booth and profit. Her words have inspired me to pick up some acrylics and canvas. After describing the preparation process and her tricks to getting cheap supplies, I find the whole concept of painting a lot less intimidating. It also is a good idea to bite the bullet and take a damn business class.
On another note, I had an old man with a thick Asian accent ask me to model for his business because of my “artistic” appearance. While I’m vaguely flattered, I also feel kind of sorry for him. He’s new to business and has no idea how to hire a model or how to market himself. Since he couldn’t seem to give me a clear description on his business model and his website isn’t even up yet, I’d rather not let a stranger photograph me so that people will feel more inclined to read his content. Sorry buddy, you’re sketchy, but I wish you the best of luck with your business.
Onward, ho. Today I am going to dress up for a car show and help out my roommate’s girlfriend with her costume shop. Then for dinner tonight, we are going to BBQ some chicken that has been marinating for 2 days now. Oh, how I love summer!!
