Yes, I realize this is two posts in one week. Don't get used to it.
I was a vendor at Wimberly Market Days today. Got up at 5 am to be down in Wimberly before 7 to be a day vendor at the Market. I had heard November was the best month to be out there and had visited about 3 times in the last year to check it out and get a feel for the place and the visitors. I knew going into it that it was a lot of vintage crap sellers and a handful of artists but I still thought I'd do ok. Well, it was a total bust. Cost $60 to have a booth and I sold $18 worth. There was lots of traffic and lots of people atleast looked at my glass and pottery, many commenting that it was really nice but no one really bought anything. I sold 2 Christmas ornaments and 3 magnets. Utterly pitiful. I kept having to remind myself that my work was beautiful and people just weren't interested. Sad to not even come close to breaking even. I had spent about $100 preparing and another $60 for the booth plus gas to get there. But what was even more hard on me was thinking of all the other things I could have done today and felt like it was a totally wasted day. And really it was more than the day. I had been preparing for this for weeks and my house is a disaster. I think it's time to give up on art fairs and maybe even house shows too. I have had ONE profitable event in the last 6 years. I keep blaming it on the economy and maybe that has part to do with it but I am beginning to think people just aren't interested in art and beauty.
well, I guess I can cross Wimberly Market Days off my list of things to do. I've done it. It was a nice day to be outside. So that's a plus. And I treated myself to Chick-fil-a for dinner and tried not to cry in my sweet tea.
(hi, karina.)
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