Candler Park Fall Fest And Other Deep Thoughts

October 18, 2011

Last weekend was the Candler Park Fall Fest. I participated and sold my artwork. It was my first two day art festival. The weather was about as nice as it gets; like sitting on the back porch with a big bowl of happy beans. I am still getting things back to a sense of normalcy. Since I returned I have been cleaning up my work studio and hanging my work on the walls. I have covered just about every available space I can find. It makes it kind of cozy I reckon.

The show went well and I made some new friends. It is always interesting to see what sells and what does not. I had some t-shirts ordered to sell but they did not arrive. I was bummed about this but I couldn’t do much about it.

I saw about as many dogs as humans at this festival. Big dogs and small dogs and funny dogs and one with half of a tail. Too bad dogs don’t like art or beer or corn dogs. Well, they probably do like corn dogs. I left my dog, Pup, at home.

Late last week I took a new painting to the offices of Creative Loafing. It was pretty cool to see where they were located; meet some new friendly contacts. I supplied one of the prizes for the Creative Loafing / Atlanta BeltLine Scavenger Hunt. I was honored they asked me to be a part of the event. I created a bear face I named “Big Bad Mario Bear.” Here it is with the lucky winners.

I am learning that it is easy to be misunderstood. I am also learning that sometimes indirect compliments can be slightly painful. I have been reminded that to be creative is a giving process between you and the world around you.

The act of being creative is a spiritual one. This spiritual wind was around before you were born. It then blows through you and will be here swirling about long after we are all gone. It is very powerful if you let it. Like a river picks up sediment and drops it in new places, so does the Spirit. It deposit thoughts and inspiration on you. How you choose to use it is up to you. When you create, the spirit is passed along through your art.

I say all this to develop this point. It is difficult to express to people your creative intentions. Some things are free. Somethings are not. Money is not always the currency of choice. Some things are given, some traded, some things gifted and some things are sold. This is the path I have been following. I must remind myself that people do not see things the way I do. Just because it makes sense to me does not mean all will understand. I must remind myself that my work appeals to a lot of folks. I must remind myself that life is unpredictable; always changing. I must remember to let the Spirit flow through me. I saw firsthand last weekend that I have the power to make people smile. This should make me happy.

See more pictures of the Candler Park Fall Fest here.

– kyle


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