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It’s my comeback show!




This has always been one of my very favorite shows. I was in it twice, then not invited back for whatever reason. Juried art shows are very competitive, and that’s all I can say about it!
So after many years, and after moving far far away, I decided to apply. I figured, hey, I’ve quit my job, so I can travel, and it would be amazing to be in Florida right about now.
So hallelujah, I got accepted. So I am heading south tomorrow morning and I must say, I can’t wait to be back.
I love this show for many reasons.

1. First, they feed us. Yes indeed, they serve hot, home cooked breakfast and lunch to their artists, and then they give us a party, complete with dinner, beer and wine. What’s not to love?

2. Second, the quality of the art is top notch. Check out the video that shows the artist lineup and you’l see what I mean.

Where I’ll be this weekend

   Wait for it on the video- the categories are shown in alphabetical order, so of course I being a W am at the end! But hey, it’s worth the wait! I am so humbled and grateful to be among these fine artists.

3. Third, it is a show with a loyal following of patrons who come to spend money on great art. It takes years for a show to gain a great reputation like this one. This festival is celebrating 25 years to be exact. It has put in the work for 25 years to earn the respect and dedication of the community.

4. The final reason this show is my comeback show is that it puts me in central Florida right at Thanksgiving time, which in my book is the best holiday of the year. I am so looking forward to being with my family and friends for this great time of celebration and thankfulness. I wouldn’t have made plans to come for the week had it not been for this show.


I hope you can come out to the show this weekend. Mention this blog and you will receive 25% off your purchase at my booth!


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