special thanks…

April 27, 2008

to all of you who stopped by my booth at the Gordontston Art Fair yesterday!  It was a great day all around despite the rain.  I had the opportunity to meet some really stellar artists, and it’s always inspiring to be around diverse and creative minds.  The event was well organized, the coordinators beyond friendly, and I was so grateful to the staff of volunteers that helped us get set up.  Of course I can’t forget to thank this lady for coming to my rescue yesterday…

Granny you’re a true gem…thanks for all your help, love and support!

It was so nice to get feedback on my new line of prints…thanks for the warm reception Savannah!

oh and I promise to get them for sale on my website shortly after returning from vacation…until then, feel free to email me at heather@flyoungstudio.com to place an order.

Cima, Athena, and Jack (not pictured) managed to stop by just before the rain came down.  Cima, a dear friend, lives in Gordonston and planted the bug for me to get involved with this event.

But the real icing on the cake was when a little girl by the name of Madeline, stopped by my booth.  She flipped through my mural book and discovered that I created this in her school.  The look on her face was priceless, and it made me feel great to know that project is still inspiring the little ones.

Well…before I bore you to death with all the details…I’ll put this event to rest.  Only 5 days til vacation, and now that the fair is over, I can start making a list of things to pack!

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oh boy…

April 26, 2008

It’s been one heck of a week…planning for the Gordonston Art Fair has proved a real chore.  This is a rather new arena for me, and I’ve become ultra OCD about preparations for this event.  Who knew picking out table cloths could consume so much of one’s life?  Finding a tent also proved to be a challenge, but the real problem lies in my lack of help.  Nick has become violently ill, and every single one of my backups is out of town!!!  (how you all managed to be away this weekend is beyond me…)

So I’ve recruited Granny.  At just under 100 pounds, one might think she wasn’t capable of such strenuous work.  I assure you, she can handle her own…and she’s far handier than most men I know.  While I will try to keep her load light to ensure I don’t get any dirty looks…know that it is really her that is behind any tent rising.  (Granny, if you’re reading this, thanks for coming to the rescue)