And Halloween Weekend brought all kinds of treats, and even a trick.
The trick came first this time, which suits me.
For about a month I had been arranging to show with 2 other artists in the lobby of the Snow Building, an elegent old art deco office building with torrazzo floors, elevators and polished granite walls. My mother used to rent a studio upstairs, back before its upscaling renovation, when the building was still still afforbable, so I thought I knew what I was getting in to. But upon arriving with all of our gear the night before, I and the other artists were faced with the rude realization that the new owners intended us to use a space next door, that was still under construction. 'Just take down the hard hat area signs, set your art down in the plaster dust, and make the best of it', was the suggestion. Maybe it was my fault though, I just assumed they meant the lobby, I never fathomed they intended for us to show in the dust nextdoor! I stashed my stuff, and went on with my Halloween plans, with a major case of the spookes..
But by and by, my pardner (following his own volition) saw to it that I 'chase that devil back down in his hole', (in true Haloween tradition). After a full night of monster mashing and also consorting with some spirits (some very atTractive spirits I might add, check it out on youtube at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqRD5EDh-oA,), the next morning I found myself on the sidewalk downtown, bleary eyed and blinking at a rising sun, which heralded in one big beautiful weekend for Durham Art Walk, and what's more, it seemed, a bright new day for America! (Traction Got Out the VOTE!).
AH, NOW FOR THE TREATS
When life hands you lemons, put them back and grab some oranges, that's what I always say. Following would be booth mates, Letitia's lead, I set up on the sidewalk instead, In front of the Snow Building anyways, right down at Five Points on Main St.- a more choice location you could not find to spend the next two days. The sun warmed the new red brick sidewalks toasty, and damned if we weren't going to set ourselves out there like the greatful fat iguana's we were.
|Luther and Lola |
"Quitchyer complainin' already!"
a little saliva on the stone,
buffs it all up and makes it shine!
Several events/highlights stand out for me from the weekend.
One was when Big Tyrius the tireworm hit the scene -and I must say, I think he really hit it.
|Man Loved to Death by Giant Grub in Back of Pick Up Truck|
creating a long tube, with a tapered butt and a snout. The cool thing about Tyrius is that he can stretch out and contact (by dint of each tire's 2 side walls, which show his faded pink and yellow tender side). On a cold day, he is about 10 feet long. But give him a good tug, and he more than doubles his length (accordian style). As things were starting out slow, I thought I would bring him downtown to sign some autographs, being the big celeb he is these days. My good pal Dane was trusting enough to lend me his 'new' station wagon. So I pulled up to the curb, opened the hatch, and with a shout and a heave ho, let Tyrius fly, hurling him out into space above the pavement, almost twice the length of the wagon in front of it. Beautiful. (I should do Lamaz for Station wagons!)
|Here am I, gracefully reenacting the glorious 'Flight of the Tire Worm'|
for some mesmerized Japanese tourists.
|Fearless Worm Trainer At Work,|
Do NOT attempt this at home!
Another thrill was when a couple kids recognized my art. To my amazement, whenever I bring the big guy out, a kid will see him and say "hey, I saw that at the puppet show!", or "Mom, Mom, its the worm!" This always makes my day.
But what blew me away this time, was that this little girl recoginzed my change purses, from the Scrap Exchange's Artist Marketplace. Wow, This was new for me.
Also encouraging was that three seperate, completely sane looking people proclaimed "this should be public art!" Well cool, lets do it! I'll bring Tyrius over for tea any time. This was cool for me, because Durham has often been in the back of my mind when developing this work. Durham is a diamond in the rough. A funky tire tyed in a funky knot, all it's own.
And I got some nice visits from old friends, and made a few new ones too.
|Tyrius showing off his dimples.|
Yeah. pretty cute lil' T, pretty cute.
So in summary,
I didn't sell a whole lot that weekend, but I hardly noticed. I felt like I was being taken care of, in many other ways.