Here's Rita helping a customer a the Jackson Art Association Art Fair this weekend.
With a lot of our product line devoted to warm clothing for winter, it is difficult to interest people in our things in the summer. Regrettably, in the Rockies where we live, summer time is the only time high quality art fairs are held, so we have to grin and bare it and try our best to help people remember that summer is transitory and winter will soon be back-- and that it lasts longer in this part of the world than summer does. Frankly, that is a very hard sell when it is ninety degrees in the shade. The last thing a sane person wants to do is try on a fabulously warm winter coat.
With the weather providing spectacularly blue and cloudless skies, and with temperatures only in the seventies, we had high hopes for an unusually successful summer show in Jackson, Wyoming this past weekend. It just goes to show...not much in life can be counted on to do what you expect.
Maybe if it had snowed the number of people interested in warm clothing might have been higher, but it seems the economic woes of the nation have crept into very affluent Jackson Hole now too. We were fortunate enough to find old and new customers enough to make the show a success for us, just not the type of success we had hoped for considering the gorgeous cool weather. However, many of our fellow artists suffered great disappointments. An extremely gifted raku sculptor, who traveled all the way from Michigan, was exhibiting next to us. He failed to make a sale all weekend and he wasn't alone. Another artist who makes beautiful dulcimers and who has exhibited in Jackson for many years suffered a similar fate. Hat designers, weavers, jewelers, painters, all friends of ours, and virtually all left for home disappointed by sales that were far below normal. It appears that the discretionary income that supports the arts may be shrinking.
But, is the size of the financial trouble mere perception, or is it reality? We had a lady decline to purchase something that was a couple of hundred dollars, saying she just couldn't afford it. She said that after she had told us she has a home in Washington, DC and she also has a second home in Jackson. It's hard to believe anyone who can afford a multi-million dollar second home in Jackson can't afford to spent a couple of hundred dollars at an art fair. Perhaps perception can be reality.
Dramatically reduced sales and what appeared to be a fall off in attendance was a hard reality for many of our fellow artists. With so many artists striving to make a difficult and precarious living, we sincerely hope this show was an aberration.
We have ten days to spend at home now. Fred will be putting a new roof on the house some of those days. A slippery metal roof, so he won't have to climb up on the roof in the winter anymore to shovel off the deep snow. We'll try to get caught up on our custom orders and maybe make some new hat and handbag designs become reality instead of just potentially good ideas floating around in our little gray cells.