We were going to go Saturday afternoon but since it was a little warm and very humid we thought early Sunday would be our best bet. Since early to rise is not our strong suit, extra effort was made and we hit the road east for the one hour trip. Arriving about 9:00am we were a little early but could quickly see long rows of white tents along every street in downtown Fairhope. Since the fair did not open for another hour we thought we'd stop in for a coffee somewhere. Bad idea. Everyplace we went was full-up with a line waiting. So much for a little hot starting fluid this morning, I thought.
Anyway we wandered around watching the artists getting their displays ready and chatting amongst themselves. Lots of friends meeting old friends on the art circuit I'd say.
One of many clogged streets |
I met another artist who gift was working with exotic woods. Exquisite jewelry boxes of rare wood combinations. Their buttery smooth finishes and shapes where ... well ... almost sensuous. We chatted for some time learning of this lifelong craft and his single-minded purpose of creating art with wood. However I made two mistakes after our talk. One ... I forgot his name and two ... didn't take a picture of his work. Shame on me so I'll have to do a little digging and learn his identity and share it with you later.
As most of you already know ... art is in the eyes of the beholder. What defines art is the artist and what the observer sees in the work. So this art fair ... like most, has something for everyone. One man's art is another man's junk ... to put it indelicately. So here are a few examples of 'art' that I discovered. We saw and wanted far more than we could afford or even carry for that matter.
Something to go with that Easter bonnet? |
A real cutie name Maddy with some new butterfly art |
Food court bonanza ...artistry in food??? |
Still livin' the dream and enjoying others dreams in Fairhope.
Phil
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