Sunday Muddy Sunday

The truth is the garden is a mess. it has been HOT for too long here and things are either overgrown or thin and crispy. There is no in between. To make matters worse, I have not had more then a few moments to even survey the damage. I am working to get ready for two shows in the next 2 weeks. Bead fest in Philly and Bucktown in Chicago. To complicate matters even further, the Bucktown is going to be showing my sculptural work, not beads and jewelry. I have to completely switch gears in the middle of this mess.

I have not had the time to stop and and appreciate the beauty of summer. It feels like it might be over with before I get to slow down. I wish I could find the same beauty in the endless grey days of winter when it seems I have all the time in the world.

For now, its back to work for me. Time to figure out what I am sending ahead by mail and what I am taking on the plane to Philly.

Ann Arbor Summer Art Fair

My Art Fair Booth

I survived the Ann Arbor Summer Art Fair and lived to tell.

It was hot and humid and at times the rain sent so much water running through my booth it was like Venice, but without a cute Italian boy in a boat floating by.

I laughed, I cried, I made new friends, saw some old ones, felt really stabby by 4pm everyday, but all in all it was a good show.

Now I am getting ready for the Philly Bead Fest later this month. Switching gears again & then switching them back for the Bucktown Arts Fest after that.

In the meanwhile its good to be back home off the street, out of the rain and sun and back in bed with my old stinky dogs. Who knew dog farts could be such a comfort?