Well, we finally got a new router for our internet connection at home but I didn't get a chance to post about Achill or my wonderful surprise yet. I don't know if it's the dark nights but I just don't seem to have enough time for anything these days.
Anyway, last night was the Christmas Fair in Ballynahinch (about 40 miles away from our town). It was being held in a church hall, but a very modern one. We decided in the end to bring the dogs and S popped in and out the whole evening to walk them and make sure they were okay tucked up in their blankets in the car. We figured they'd rather wait in the car for us than have to stay home alone.
Now, when I was told about the fair I had imagined a festive scene straight from a Hollywood movie, twinkling lights, tasteful decorations, carols playing softly in the background and the smell of mulled wine and Christmas in the air in a massive room with loads of wonderful crafts and bits and bobs. In reality, when we arrived we were shown up to an upstairs room with 3 other stalls in it (2 jewellery and 1 knitted scarves and hats). There was another small room beside ours with a few stalls in and then the main room downstairs where the bulk of the fair was being held. I felt a wee bit put out that we were upstairs away from the main activity and there wasn't so much as a bit of tinsel to be seen in our room!
There was a really good turn out (as I saw when I left S manning the stall and went to have a look about downstairs where it was all happening!) The main room was jammed with folk milling about looking at all the goods on offer. Our room seemed to go through waves of activity as if a horde of people were directed up to us and all came in at once, swept around after a brief look around, before heading back out again. Then there would be another lull until the next group of folk appeared.
Still, the stall was free of charge so all it cost was the petrol to drive there and a few hours of our time (and I did, as always, really appreciate S driving me and sitting with me when he would so rather have been sitting watching sport on TV in front of the fire!)
I managed to forget a couple of boxes - we were so busy putting coats on the dogs that I left them sitting on the kitchen table. One had the little wooden stands for my cards and one had the gorgeous wee cross-stitched Christmas scenes that my mum had spent time making (I'm so sorry mum, I've a head and so has a pin as well you know! I'll put them up on my Folksy and Etsy shops and sell them that way instead!)
I did remember to bring my two pointy portraits of Reuben and Brodie though and a few people did seem interested in how they were created and if I worked from photographs. They took business cards so fingers crossed (although folk took a load at the last fair and I never had one follow up, so I won't get too excited just yet!).
Anyway, all told it wasn't a complete waste of time. I sold about 20 cards and another twisty town. The rest are still for sale in my Etsy shop if anyone is interested!
So, not really a work in progress as such and I hope Eva and Kristin won't mind me crashing the Paint Party Friday with my post but I promise I'll be having a weekend of art and will have some new work for next week!