Craft Fair Day 2

Quieter than the first day, but that’s okay. Lots of repeat customers, or people coming up and telling they got a mug/plate/bowl as a gift and would like something else. I think that’s one of the most rewarding parts of a craft fair: knowing that something I made is brightening somebody’s day, every day.

Craft Fair Day 1

Busy. Not customers-doing-sardines-impressions busy, but there was a fairly consistent flow of people and sales all day. I made more money today than I did for the entire Folk Fest… slightly more than I did at Fresh Fish. Heck, I made more money than I did my entire first Christmas craft fair[1]. I am happy.

I am also exhausted. Please send new feet.

[1] Granted, my first craft fair I had a much lower skill level, very different product, and a pitifully poorly lit display…

To the fair! To the fair!

Today was set-up day for the Christmas Craft Fair. I got to set up my newly-blue booth, and load down the shelves[1], and everything fits (which is amazing and also a wee little bit scary. I feel like I should have made more stuff, for backstock.). I meant to hang the tiles (you can see them in the bottom right corner), but forgot the hammer. Will have to nip in early tomorrow morning and change that.

The fair runs from Wednesday to Sunday this week. Opening hours are 12-9 Wednesday and Friday, 10-9 Thursday and Saturday, and 10-5 on Sunday. Admission is free. Spread the word!

[1] About half of what you see here came out of the kiln an hour before set-up started.

Craft Fair: The End

I finished my socks! And I grafted the toe on the last one (under Christine’s supervision) without any mistakes this time.

As to the fair itself… I sold out of Robot mugs entirely. I sold several Robot tumblers[1], and a few of everything else. I got a bunch of commissions (most of which are thrown and drying), and a shiny new wholesale client. I am rich beyond my pessimistic dreams, and even some of my realistic dreams. I traded for two new pairs of earrings, didn’t lose all my profits to the chocolate booth, and was still capable of standing and talking coherently the day after. All in all, it was a great fair.

[1] A “tumbler” is what we in the pottery business like to call it to make it sound impressive. A more accurate name would be “mug whose handle cracked off in drying.”

Fine Craft and Design Fair

The Fine Craft and Design Fair started today at the Arts and Culture Centre. It runs over two weekends, Wednesday to Sunday, with a different crowd in each half. Come on down and buy something!

I’m not in it[1], which feels weird… but I am taking care of Roz Ford’s booth[2] for four days, and the Clay Studio’s booth for a few evenings. I’ll probably get drafted to help out somewhere else, too, before the whole thing’s done. The Craft Council doesn’t have a very big staff (maybe a dozen people, and most of them are in the shop), so departments tend to poach staff from each other for big events. And this is the biggest one we have all year.

Anyway, as I was standing in the grocery store today, trying to choose between date turnovers and granola bars[3], it occurred to me that I prepare for fairs the way I prepare for long hiking trips: wear comfortable shoes, bring lots of liquids, and pack small, tupperwareable, nutrient-dense foods that lend themselves to lots of small snacking breaks rather than one or two big meals. As survival plans go, it’s a pretty damn good one.

[1] Thanks to the longer time investment and this year’s jump in booth fees, I figured it would be more profitable in the long run to concentrate on getting my work into more shops. I’ll probably still do the fair next year, though… there’s a lot to be said for the social side of it, meeting customers and hanging out with other craftspeople.

[2] Hand-dyed textiles and woven jewelry, and all very cool. If only she would get around to writing a blog I could point you to…

[3] I got both.