I have always chalked it up to my gypsy DNA, never really considered
this could have been “wine” induced…. but there is a definite possibility!
There are no words that can describe how wonderful and
exciting my years on the art festival circuit were, nor did I truly appreciate
them until they were gone. I have really
thought about “why” they were so great because they were fraught with some of
the most difficult physical work at the most ungodly hours. I always wondered if there was any amount of
money that was worth it. This work, for
what I am certain that if I added up the materials involved would have paid less
than minimum wage. But as I look back…I only remember the challenge, opportunity,
the adventure and lots of wine sipping.
And even if my work did not sell there were many people that
would tell me how much they liked and appreciated my work! I was validated as an artist regularly with
words and dollars. Sometimes the words
were more valuable than the cash. But
make no mistake…every weekend was about seeing and spending time surrounded by the
phenomenal works of art created by other artists, making new friends and sipping
wine…. lots of wine!
"Spill the Wine" Eric Burden and the Animals
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