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Don’t Be Tardy for the Party

Alrighty, are we officially tired of all this Basel ballyhoo? Good.

Moving on from that yawner, I’d like to share some fantastic news with you! It has come to my attention that I have created a new profession for myself, perhaps even a new profession for personkind.  It wouldn’t be a stretch, self promotion or propaganda of any sort to posit that this new field could cure joblessness – forever.

I am a watcher of famous people (see, I'm just like that camera!).  All. Eyes. On. Them.

I am a watcher of famous people (see, I'm just like that camera!). All. Eyes. On. Them.

I’m adding the soon-to-be-respected title Professional Audience Member to my resume.  At 8 am tomorrow, I will plop my toosh in Wendy Williams’ pink candy fluff TV studio, at the ready to holler for my honey.  As she personally requested in the official mass email correspondence, I am not planning on being tardy for this party.  This is probably one of the best professional assignments I’ve gotten to date.  I can say that with confidence on the eve of my sixth TV appearance,  some of those ranked America’s finest daytime TV sets.

To all of you who have considered this your career, I’d like to share a few caveats.  This  is not for the weak.

1.  Consider your physical fitness before diving in.  Standing is required.  There are long lines to get in, longer lines for the restroom and an even longer line to get out.  Security is no joke; if you plan on stealing a memento of your visit, say a chair or an autographed photo be prepared to visit the slammer.

2.   Secondly, they don’t heat the studio, so layer up.  It has something to do with the lights generating a lot of heat, but I don’t buy it.  Anyways, it is what it is so bring a snowsuit if that will keep you warm.

3.  Finally, hunger can set in unexpectedly.  A perk of the profession is that they often provide free coffee and packaged double chocolate Sara Lee muffins before, but once the show starts be prepared to starve.  I suggest keeping a flask of water at the ready and/or an energy bar velcroed around your waist, under your shirt of course.  Sometimes I wear an adult diaper in case of an emergency bathroom need.  We all know what coffee and a cold room will do for the bladder.

I would love to illuminate the finer points further, but being a Professional Audience Member requires a well-hydrated, super rested body.  I will not be the Clueless Clapper, the last one to clap when queued by the audience warm up guy!  That’s room for automatic dismissal and totally embarrassing.

Here’s the list of all my famous debuts.  Hope you’re not jealous, but you probably are.

* The Wendy Williams Show

* Good Morning America

* The Maury Povich Show (I came home with a bad case of carpel tunnel attributed to overclapping.  Just another day on the job)

* The Rachael Ray Show

* Bravo’s Top Artist (yet to air)

* The Martha Stewart Show

Adieu, my fans!

Zippy, Pithy Elsa Maxwell Quotes for Thanksgiving

Enjoy the abundance of the season with an earful (and if things get messy, an arsenal) of Elsa Maxwell’s musings on the Art of Lively Entertaining.

Wishing you a supreme gustatory gathering!

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Serve the dinner backward, do anything – but for goodness sake, do something weird.

Someone said that life is a party. You join in after it’s started and leave before it’s finished.

Under pressure, people admit to murder, setting fire to the village church or robbing a bank, but never to being bores.

Bores put you in a mental cemetery while you are still walking.

A bore is a vacuum cleaner of society, sucking up everything and giving nothing. Bores are always eager to be seen talking to you.

I make enemies deliberately. They are the sauce piquante to my dish of life.

Giving parties is a trivial avocation, but it pays the dues for my union card in humanity.

Armed and Aproned

Terrified I would be imprisoned by a virulent strain of the Betty Draper Disease, I for months shied away from this project.  Apron equaled apathy.  Apron equaled anxiety.  Apron equaled Anger.  Apron equaled adultery.

The only Betty I wanted to be is Betty Friedan, but with the blonde bombshell body of TV Betty, of course.

Necessity got in the way.  I love to cook, to play with culinary concepts of balance, precision, and chance.  This evening,  I’ll be working on the braising technique for  a homemade veal Osso Buco.  All this fun can get messy, though, and a mess always leads to cleaning.

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I needed an apron to be effective.  I needed an apron to do battle in the kitchen without reservations.  I wanted to be armed.

By reshaping the significance of the apron, I no longer feared it.  In  my world, the apron would be armor.  A rather colorful form of protection, yet a worthy and kitchen-capable one nonetheless.  Most noteworthy element of its design? It’s my hand craft.

Etsy Labs’ Church of Craft (first Sunday of  the month) provided the sewing machine and  fabric remnants.  In line with efforts to green the globe, the apron has also come to symbolize a dedication to my belief system.  I’m a recycler! Not a drippy Draper!

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The closeup doesn’t show it, but I’ll fess up.  The stitching is slapdash at best, zig-zaggy drunk at worst.  I used directions to get the basic format and dimensions of a typical apron, but from there I flew wildlike into the unknown. Improvising is a great quality, but patience and an ability to decipher directions would be a plus.

Seizing the moment, without judgment, is an intoxicating high.  Armed with my apron and a the scent of an apple pie bubbly baking, I’ve crafted a high that never ceases to pleasure.  If only Betty Draper were armed with this aroma.

HouseCraft: Illuminate Your World from the Inside Out

Monday October 26th, watch Alison Lewis light up the Martha Stewart Show!

Continuing The Clueless Crafter’s Interview Series on inspiring women and men who craft unique, personalized home environments, I am beaming to share Alison Lewis’s bright world with you.  Join us as we discuss her home and craft.  OH, and a big congratulations to her for recently securing a well-deserved spot on the Martha Stewart Show!

Have any creative ways of incorporating light into your home? Tell us!

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If you had a vision of what your ideal home would be prior to your LED days, what would it have looked like and what would have been in it?

It would have large windows and be industrial mixed with eclectic wood, plastic and bamboo walls and floors. I’ve always loved Philipe Starck designs, which are a mix of luxury, and whimsy and I figure that is what I would do as well. Since I was a little kid, I imagined I would see the New York or Paris Skyline in my view and live above a bakery so I could smell the warm bread every morning. My interior would be redesigned every few years, something like what you see in the movie Auntie Mame - who had a great impression on me when I was young.

How has your concept of home changed since you began embedding electronics into household objects?

It hasn’t changed too much at all. I still like the mixture of nature and man made. I also find texture and color extremely important design elements. I feel the only difference is that I’d like to have a main computer hub to house all my music and programs, with a complete back up system so it is easily accessible.  I also have high hopes for a robotic maid someday. “Rosey, make sure the laundry is done by 12.”

When you can’t wait to get home after a long day, what images or cozy thoughts pop into your mind?

Great question. I usually look forward to a walk outside to the nearest dog park or through a grove of trees in the park. I like the sound of dirt under my feet as I run along.

When I think of comfort and home, I like to curl up in my bed and drink some blended hot tea. My sheets are so comfortable and I like to snuggle into them. It’s hard to get up out of bed sometimes and start the day.

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In the recent New York Times article Home Crafts Get Wired, you mentioned that your work is geared towards “building tender moments and bringing people together.”  In your home life, how has this taken shape?  Can you describe any moments that underscored the importance of your craft?

Yes, well, my work has always been questioning why technology has to always be this “functional” device. So, after I designed the living room, my friends came over and we sat and looked at the movies that play with the tea set. The topics digressed and we found ourselves in good conversations about travel, friends and such. It was a good moment and we had a great time. You don’t have to have technology to facilitate these types of moments, but I find that video and photos and music really help.

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You seem very indebted to your late grandmother Alice Merryman, a lifelong crafter and ardent proponent of keeping history and tradition alive in craft.  Do yo infuse your work with the same values? How?

I am very different from my Grandmother, but I think her values of determination, teaching, and craftsmanship has rubbed off on me. She was a bit hard headed at times and I can be too. This determination is what it takes to follow your vision; you have to keep going even when the outside world isn’t supporting you. When I find myself caring too much what others think, I push it out of my head and say — “you know this, have faith in it and move forward.” Grandma taught me this.

This carries over into teaching. Grandmother always shared what she did with us and actually was a teacher in her younger days. It’s something that is just a part of my family – my mother and father both taught at points in their lives and they value helping others and sharing knowledge as well. I’ve taught at Parsons and enjoy sharing my knowledge through my website.

I am always looking for a very clean line and quality construction. It’s not everything, but I have a great appreciation for those who have high quality craftsmanship with modern simplicity. Grandma did too, she would always say her stuff isn’t that great and would point how my cousin’s work was so perfect — but what she didn’t realize is that it was her unique consistent brush stroke or hand stitching that impressed people. Her lack of an ideal perfection is what actually made her craftsmanship so interesting. So when it’s not perfect, I say well, let your style lead the way.

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As a woman who has handcrafted a very unique home, what would you say was the most empowering part of the planning and the process?

I get empowered when I realize I am making something I can share with others. Also, I was really motivated when my mother and my boyfriend’s mother came to help out with the space. I really enjoy having people over and working together towards a common goal; I prefer that to working alone usually.

In regards to the historical public perception of home crafting as a skill belonging to the women’s sphere, how do you think your craft does or does not challenge this view?

For the most part it is still a women’s sphere, though some of the best designers are men. This isn’t an issue with me, really. What bothers me is that home crafting isn’t seen as worthwhile as some other pursuits. Mind you, if you spend all day making doilies, you’ll have to understand that isn’t so exciting to the rest of the world. However, the skills we have are very applicable to a larger industry of textiles and innovation. I think people are catching onto this now and I feel my book and website are a good start at this. But, if people just look at the work as “tinkering” or “crafting” then they’ll not get over the stigma. There is nothing wrong with making for the home, just don’t expect a Nobel Prize for it. Not yet, anyways.

Finally, we all want to know this household rule:  When is it lights out for the evening?

Lights totally go out a little before 12:00 midnight.

People always ask me if I keep all my extra lighted things “on” all the time. The answer is “no.” The painting is usually dimly lit and that is about it. Most of the other pieces, like in the shelves, are only on for a romantic night or movie watching, the rest are on when I have friends over. It’s like having a beautiful grand piano; it’s always there, but you’re not always playing it. The majority of the time I just enjoy being in my living room as it is, with the light cascading through the windows.

Image credits Ryan Collerd and iheartswitch.com

Echo Decorate

The September 2009 wedding anniversary celebration is drawing to a close, and what better way to do so than with a look at some decor details that made our wedding – and hopefully will make yours – special. Before I return to the nooks and crannies of craft, entrepreneurship and a sundry of other items that challenge our private and public selves, let’s take a peak at those finishing elements that can make your fete unforgettable.

When I was planning, the word echo kept, well, echoooooooing in my head.  I wanted the flowers to echo the linens, the linens to echo a color in the draperies, the ambient lighting to echo the regal, yet relaxed charm of the Crane Estate.

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Echo Decorate

Use this catchy rhyme as your wedding planning maxim.  At all stages, ask yourself whether x relates to y.  Does this work harmoniously with that? Does each bring out surprising aesthetic qualities in the other that make you wonder how x or y could have existed solo?  If your tendency is to select a vase or a napkin on the sole justification that each looks “pretty,” this method will lead you and your guests nowhere.  What you’ll have is a banquet room stuffed to the brim with a disjointed collection of bric-a-brac.

Stationery & Fonts

The first impression comes on paper (or web).  This is how you set the mood.  If your wedding is going to be held in a stone stable in the country, don’t send invitations themed for a grand ball in a palace.  I don’t know about you, but I would come with fussy heels and a long dress on, a shocker when I find that I have to negotiate hay and mud.

Again, fonts should not have scrolling flourishes if you are aiming for a quieter, simpler tone.  It just gives a wrong visual.  Speaking of that, nothing can be more visually vicious than an invitation you can’t read or need spectacles to decipher.  In addition to being legible, New England Narrow, the font on all our paper goods, channeled the sober, old world New England tenor of the ceremony.

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Lighting

Three main types of lighting are ambient, task and accent.  If you have $1 left, without a blink put it towards lighting.  In a gentle, soft ambient light, everything is more dreamy and cozy.  Our dining and cocktail tables were drenched in hurricane lamps of various sizes, which gave guests a warm welcome and (I think) encouraged conversation.  The moody candles echoed the sheen of the burgundy dupioni table cloths perfectly, picking up the lighter side of the burgundy at one moment and casting it in blackness the next.  A nice touch to a lackluster venue is to add uplighting to the interior and exterior, such as an amber hue – which we used – to illuminate our space into something reminiscent of a jewel box.

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Place Setting

Since both the estate’s dining rooms had ornate window coverings and the cocktail linens were stylized embroidery, simple place settings would echo the crisp block lettering on our wedding invitations.  Cream plates and glass goblets with rimmed in gold fit the bill.  Mirroring the golden halo around the hurricane lanterns, the rimmed place settings and honeyed flatware engaged in a delightful interplay with the rooms’ abundant pillar candles.  I cried and went to heaven when I saw this the night of!

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Floral Arrangements

Floral arrangements are a craft of themselves.  Ask any florist.  While floral designer Dana Markos could place his work in a barren hall and it would make a statement all its own, I viewed his arrangements as the unifying touch. Without thoughtful vivid sprays of color and organic form, our cream dinnerware would have fallen flat and the sage and sallow paint in the dining rooms would have become a boring eyesore.  Flowers have a special way of tying it all together, elevating the functional to the decorative and marrying any lost decor details to the surroundings.

My husband always jokes that I have a “symphony of plates, saucers, crystal dancing in my head.”!  It is true, I am a shameful collector of all things that enhance the entertaining experience.  The multitude of patterned plates, servers, and canape dishes in my home attests to this FUN addiction.  The key to setting a harmonious environment is to consciously select items that enhance and echo the others’ aesthetic qualities.  Otherwise, it’s going to look like you invited guests to an estate sale, not a joyous celebration.

Tips to add?  Critiques?  Do share!

Monument to Marriage: The Wedding Cake

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Glenn Livermore Photography

The month of September marks various beginnings in our lives, all marked by celebrations or quiet reflection.  Students return to school, New York’s art galleries throw open their doors for another season of art seeing, and we forage frantically through our wardrobe for a cozy sweater to ward off the coming chill.  In my case, September 13, 2009 marks one year of marriage.

Such an event does not pass by unnoticed, and my mind and heart have fallen into a thoughtful murmur.  Carrying me through the emotions is a constant stream of images from the wedding day.  At the center, standing tall and robust, a beacon to remembrance, is our Baroque-inspired wedding cake. When I think of the meaning of marriage, I look right back to my cake.

The Formal Qualities of a Wedding Cake Should Capture the Essence of the Bride and Groom.

Think of your cake as a monument to your marriage and the base upon which you will stand for years to come.  Do the aesthetics of your cake convey a sturdy, lasting message about you as a couple to your guests?  Will they look at it and think, “of course that cake would be powder blue, she works at Tiffany’s” or “They balanced the blue with crisp white piping, an homage to the groom’s love for tidy, rectilinear shape.”  The cake is a chance for the guests to get a taste of the couple, to figure out what matters to them and to decipher their love code through sight and taste.  It’s a peek inside the sacred.

A Cake Is Not Confectionery. It Is Craft.

Too often the cake gets relegated to the land of fluff and sugar clouds, becoming an after thought. This is a great disservice not only to the couple but to the person that handcrafted it.  Cile Bellefleur Burbidge of Danvers, MA who made our cake (above) painstakingly hand formed all the flowers and garlands herself in the weeks leading up to the nuptials.  My would-be husband, mother, and I consulted with Cile regularly, serving as a guiding force to the overall look.  I wanted no lattice, only garlands with a simple swag; Stefan wanted the heavy Baroque base.  We left Cile to the flowers and the topper, her signature talent that should never be interefered with.  The end result was a cake that felt like every piece was a symbol of us that we were honored to share with the world.

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I came across Cile’s cakes at the Peabody Essex Museum’s Wedded Bliss exhibition (April 26, 2008 – September 14, 2008) in Salem, MA.  I was so inspired by her work that I called her directly at home.  Her society cakes were out of reach (much like a Syliva Weinstock), but a modified design that spoke directly to the aesthetics of our relationship was ideal.

As we celebrate throughout September, look for more stories on wedding crafting.

In the meantime, tell us a bit about your cake.  Did it carry any significance for you or was it just a cake?

HouseCraft in America’s North Country

One Woman’s Enlightened Vision of Homecrafting

Yes, to my surprise, housecraft is a word.

How many of us think that house keeping is drudgery, that in pursuit of perfection we’ve subscribed to a lifelong task of Swiffering, vacuuming, dusting, and dish washing?  Keeping house, I learned on recent vacation to Tapawingo, New York’s storied Adirondack getaway, is a lot different than keeping home.

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Keeping House is the acceptance of culturally codified rules, beliefs and myths that for generations have informed the domestic ideal.  Followers of “keeping house” pray to the Windex Wizard and pay deference to the Clorox King and his lady the Queen of Clean.  They see self reflection in the image of a spotless stove and believe that material goods will bestow years of prosperity and happiness.

Keeping Home is the throwing away of this false religion.  It’s the empowering notion that the home is something that each of us creates as a reflection of individual desires and needs.  Home is not a commodity.

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Tapawingo’s open air kitchen, all designed and crafted by her and her late husband

Tapawingo is a place of lore so seemingly untrue that you may not believe it exists.  It is a family home that from the 1940s on gradually pieced into a compound, hand built by Margo Fish (at right) and her late husband Howard. Howard proposed to 15-year-old Margo on Tapawingo’s porch;  A half century later, he unexpectedly passed while on a walk in the woods near their cherished place.  Margo, full of life, zest, sadness, love and memories carries Tapawingo’s torch into the future.

Margo also carries all sorts of things to fashion Tapawingo into the famed magical cabin-manor it has become.  During the 4-day stay, Margo managed the affairs of her home with vigor, yet effortless mastery.  At any moment, I would catch her with broom in hand, brushing away the leaves that fell from nature’s trees; plucking a fern on a whim for replanting; carrying petrified birch to line Tapawingo’s winding paths; and, straining a boiling pot of baby red potatoes for that evening’s impromptu dinner party of 20.

A Reflection on the Meaning of Home

On the last evening while I sat looking into the mirror that is Lake Placid on another of Margo’s hand creations, a rough-hewn twig and wood porch chair (she taught herself how to make all the furniture at Tapawingo), my thoughts turned to my own home.  Since our wedding a year ago, I have been grappling with the concept of housecraft and whether I could find empowerment and self expression in this venue. Do you ask the same?

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Margo’s handcrafted furniture, deck railings overlooking Lake Placid (above) and twig hutch for silver and glass

After Margo’s Tapawingo, it became crystal clear:  we don’t find ourselves in a home, we are the home.  It’s subtle, I know.  By shaping, molding, and working raw materials into beautiful, utilitarian structures and furnishings like Margo, we debunk the myth that the home is something we are powerless to create.  By not buying into commodity culture or praying to false domestic gods, Margo evolves home craft into a transcendent, self-empowering, spiritual practice.

Home is the extension of the self, carrying with it history, integrity, morals, values, and dreams. I feel less afraid of my home and more at peace with the potential of crafting my own version. Unfortunately, I’m just afraid I won’t be able to craft one with as much grace and sprezzatura as Margo.

What do you think?  Are their differences between house and home?  Is the practice of homecrafting empowering or destructive to women?  If you know of any woman or man who has a unique take on housecraft, share here.

Setting Yourself Up for Success by Taking Matters into Your Own Hands

My mantra as far back as I can remember has been to never hesitate to ask for what I want, politely of course.  I am sure you will agree that often we find ourselves playing the role of the other person, assuming that he or she would undoubtedly say “no” or “that is absurd!” to our suggestions and requests. This fear of rejection stifles us from pushing past pre-conceived boundaries, ultimately setting us up for stagnation in our careers, personal and social lives.

I have been told to buzz off my fair share; I feel you on this one.  However, I have also been unduly surprised what a little bit of humility and blind faith will do for getting what I want, need or feel is best.  Just ask!  Last night was one such surprise in which the evening wound down with my being appointed a board memeber of the New York chapter of the Wisconsin Alumni Association.  In this position, I will parlay my enthusiasm and knowledge for the arts into this year’s happenings for the Cultural Committe, which I am also heading up.

The events that led to this appointment began last fall when I contacted the Alumni Association about starting a book club.  I remember that my request wasn’t met with equal enthusiasm, so I put the idea on the back burner and let life take over.  I knew deep down that my character wouldn’t stop with that answer, that somehow I would find my way back to the idea and make it happen at a later date.  In a previous post, I spoke of the success of our first meeting by sharing a letter from a book club member shortly after our first meeting.  By not stopping with my goal to start this club last fall and carrying through my original committment, I was recognized on a larger scale by the entire Alumni Association.  I do feel that I am cultivating, crafting perhaps, a greater sense of self through persistence.  I hope that this positive energy leaks into your daily lives as I also hope it propels me to forward on this crafting journey that I share with you here!

Now, perhaps I should get our club involved in craft?  I could host a crafting party or I could dispatch them to the streets and fairs to help me lure (I’d prefer honestly convince) crafters to this site to fill out the “What is Craft Today” online interview!

Preparing The Clueless Crafter for a Public Debut

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Flyer advertising the Short Interview (Phase II) portion of thecluelesscrafter.com

Hot off the FedEx Kinko’s printers (above) is the first official document attesting that thecluelesscrafter.com is a real business venture ready to take off.  I must admit it to be deeply satisfying to see and hold this burgundy gem in the flesh.  A couple of weeks ago, I set a firm deadline that this flyer would be finished by Wednesday, July 8th, a mere three days before the Art Fair on the Square.  Not only did the job get done on time, it got done with a certain amount of panache.  Yes, I may be intoxicated by my own success, but it would be incomprehensible to me why this flyer in tandem with a well-rehearsed pitch would not immediately convince crafters, artisans, and artists alike to hop right onto their Mac books to fill out the Short Interview.

The next step is to develop a short pitch that will convert Saturday’s exhibitors into loyal followers of thecluelesscrafter.

American Craft Exposition, August 28-30, 2009

As I mentioned in the previous post, I am preparing to take thecluelesscrafter.com to the public this Saturday, July 11th at the Art Fair on the Square in Madison, WI.  I have been consumed with the task of developing credible marketing materials, including flyers, a short attention-grabbing spiel about the site and its mission (still forming that!), and the actual Interview Form that the exhibitors will fill out when they visit my site, assuming I convinced them to.  It is all quite overwhelming, an excuse I intend to use as a qualification for this past week’s silence.

I also have been away from my studio in NYC, visiting my in-laws and attending a series of summer weddings in the Midwest, where I grew up.  That is how I came upon a printed advertisement for the American Craft Exposition, a well-regarded craft exhibition now celebrating its 25th anniversary.  Curious about the scope and thrust of this event, I was eager to take a peek at its website.  Relatively new to the craft fair circuit — yes, they do occur in amazing abundance each weekend all around the US! — I wanted to know just how the American Craft Exposition does or does not differ from the Renegade Craft Fair and the Art Fair on the Square.  You may have guessed that I made a beeline for the words crafter, artisan and artist, believing that the context in which they are used may key me into some clue about what purpose these three classifications serve in American culture today.  Why do three different words exist and what set of ideas, if any, does each word convey?  The first remark I have may seem a bit obvious, but I believe it is crucial that I point it out.  The title of this event is the American Craft Exposition, right?  Why then do the event’s coordinators or whoever was in charge of marketing elect to call the entry application, visibly located on the site’s navigation bar, the “Artist Application” (http://americancraftexpo.org/), not the “Crafter Application”?  I stand firm that at least on the subconscious level the absence of crafter, craftsman, craftswoman, craftsperson from this prominent position on the site’s homepage was intentional, a telling omission that warrants further investigation.

The caliber of this event is clearly meant to appeal to those who have refined aesthetic principles, who believe craft is equivalent to a high art . . .yet different?  While the “Eligibility” requirements (located under the “Artist Application” tab) do not allow the admission of fine arts defined as “painting, photography, lithography, etc., except when incorporated into an otherwise craft category,” the blurring between craft and art is in full force.  Are they the same?  Should an exquisitely designed ceramic object composed of complex visual motifs be worthy of equivalent respect as a perfectly finished painting? What if the makers each took the same time to complete the work, spent the same amount of money on materials, and, of course, both made their works by hand?

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I actually fear attempting to answer why craft may or may not be different than art knowing that despite a formal education in art history and in the art market, I am neither a crafter, artisan or artist.  Whether it’s a class question or a culture question or something entirely new that decides what is deemed craft versus what is deemed art today, it is perhaps appropriate that someone as in the dark as myself should venture to uncover the answer. Combing the American Craft Exposition site for the appearance of artist, artisan and craft (never crafter) was an eye-opening, reaffirming exercise.  There is something meaningful lurking behind these words, something meaningful to the artist, the artisan, the crafter and to American culture.

Will the participants at this weekend’s art fair think I am onto something or will I be sent packing, empty interviews in hand?