I should learn to practice what I preach about stretching time.. It seemed that almost the whole of last week was spent in my trying to organise the local art network's Christmas sale and I don't know what took me so long, because it seemed to be over in a flash. This was the first time we had done this; we were allocated a space in the local shopping centre & had to provide our own stall. Translated, this means me borrowing tables from the park over the road, transporting them to the shopping centre (up in the lift was interesting - so much so that I decided to make the return journey ( complete with tables) down the stairs - which was even more interesting!!) I now have muscles on my muscles. It had been hard getting people to commit - why do people not respond to emails telling you that they won't be there? Along with the headache of organisation, I decided I didn't have enough low cost items for the stall so decided to expand my greeting card collection and frantically produce linocuts on handmade paper:
And guess what, not one of them sold!
Here's a couple of shots of us when we've just finished setting up the stall:
My stuff was spread over the ends of two tables.
My friend felted house did very well on the day, as did Maggie with her jewellery. In fact I purchased this lovely copper ring from Maggie with my meagre earnings; it's so me and so comfortable, I love it
The day was brightened by my youngest little pixie face coming to visit and her meeting Peppa Pig
The words "Never" and "Again" may have crossed my mind
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It was good all being together though, and thank you for all your hard work with planning, it was very well organised. Once we've blanked the hassle of getting the tables through doors and up stairs, and the cold fingers and toes from our memories I think we might possibly be tempted to try again...
A bit like childbirth you mean? Yes, it was made much more bearable through good company.
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