Saturday I participated in my first craft fair. It was an okay day. I sold some pieces, met some nice people and Andrew Henry got to eat chocolate chip cookies - mostly I learned, which is always a good thing. The main thing I learned is something I already knew - location, location, location. Both the location of the craft fair and the location of your booth. I was a late entry and therefore at the very back. That's not the best place to be. No it's most certainly not.
Last week was a crazy blitz of making jewelry and displays, pricing and packing. My poor house is covered in beads, wire, tools, metal etc. (and lots of dust). While I go about getting my life (and house) back in order, I thought I'd share some of what it looked like around here prior to the fair...
It's not all shiny and pretty - it never is. I broke all 10 of my fingernails steel wooling (word?) these puppies...
Totally worth it though...
Now, back to the dust...
