It was an interesting day here, this was the day our art
club had its first outdoor show and sale under one of the Marktplatz Park pavilions. We had good attendance with great support from the city and the local paper that put our story on the very front page. A man from the city hung our large banner, visible from Main street saying art show here today. I was pleased at how many people walked through and there were many sales.
A group of the members put up a whole row of
show panels 7 feet tall at one end, maybe 40 or 50 feet wide, without a lot of
Zig to the Zag that holds them upright. The whole thing blew down about 3:45,
paintings and all! At least 50 paintings
were hanging on it when that wall went down! Those artists mostly gave up and left after
gathering all their things. A few had
broken frames. I was at the other end,
just on a big Picnic table with a fabric cover on it, and my biggest painting blew down earlier, so I laid all my paintings flat on the table, they
did not look as good by a long shot as they did on the table easels I had for
them but they stayed put. When the wind gusts had come through earlier in the day, and my own
large one went down, you could hear loud bangs all around the pavilion, Bang!
Bang, as paintings fell here and there,
many times. The first was enough for me, I laid mine right down. We will all plan a bit differently next year. March is a windy time.
Kathy is a photographer as well as a painter.
Jack and I used to do big outdoor antique shows,
even as far away as Massachusetts, so I know about wind. He would look for a place with a pole or tree
of some kind and tie his biggest cupboards to that. We were showing in a tent one time at the Round
Top show and a major part of the tent fell!
Cupboards went down, full of glassware and all such. Another
time we showed here in Marktplatz and a canvas side of the pavilion came loose from ropes and blew in and knocked over a whole row of furniture and
stuff. Awesome! Still nothing compares
with the time a tornado hit the little show at Round Rock Texas, Helen has
stories to tell about that one. I think the roof may have come off the motel
she was in with others. I remember Zella
Tucker the show manager had eyes as big as saucers that morning. We had great adventures and wonderful trips
in our antique business. e
