Just across the road from the National Guard Armory, where we participated in our second craft show of our trip to the East, the sugar maples were blazing. Living in Idaho, we don't see the flaming oranges and reds the wonderful maple trees show off with on the East Coast, and we miss them. Our aspens are certainly beautiful in their gorgeous golds, but to us who grew up in New York, maples are the kings of the fall foliage show.
With the stock market in apparent free fall, we were skeptical about the potential for having a successful show so close to the epicenter of financial calamity, and we did find people who loved our coats, but who just couldn't dare to spend the money this year. But, unbelievably, we had some customers who bought two coats! Wonders never cease. Despite a modest turn out for the show, we ended up very pleased with our trip to New Jersey. We made new friends, were treated to awesome fall colors and had dinner with one of Rita's cousins who we hadn't seen in almost twenty years.
I've never gone to a high school or college class reunion, but returning to the New York area to do a show after an almost twenty year's absence produced what I imagine is a similar "getting old" fast feeling. There were probably about a dozen or so artists exhibiting there I remember from years ago. I was glad to see they had grown as artists and were producing even more wonderful works than they had before. I was glad they were still doing what they love. I wasn't so glad to see them aging though.
On a brighter note, we also saw lots of artists who appear to be in their twenties or thirties! At times at these shows, we feel like there isn't a new crop of artists coming along to replace our generation, but the Morristown show made us optimistic that this nomadic lifestyle of traveling artists continues to have appeal emerging artists. Yea!
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