Tonight I'm wondering if I should fill out an application for the Fancy Flea in Lakeland at the end of April. I've ordered materials so I'll have stuff to sell if I go. But I'm holding back because it's out of my comfort zone. What if it rains? What if…?
|Subtle design on cotton duckcloth pillow|
I've been spoiled by doing Extravaganzas at Renningers in Mount Dora. Just four miles from my house, I can get Mr. Vintage to deliver lunch, help set my tent up and be available on call "just in case." Going to Lakeland by myself, an hour and a half away, to set up at 5:30 am seems so daunting. Can I do it? Of course. But do I want to?
So what am I really afraid of? I put my finger on it tonight. What if no one buys my stuff? I won't be hauling furniture if I go. I'll be taking my pillows and bags. I would bring a Hungarian baby bathtub. Everyone loves them but few want to pay. Without big ticket stuff to sell, I'd be displaying my naked artistic soul to the world.
My items are hand stenciled. Each is different. This show brings out a lot of commercial vendors with huge inventories. Will shoppers prefer the commercially made items over the one of a kinds?
|I'll bring a Hungarian baby bathtub if I go|
Finally figuring out the reason for my hesitation is freeing. Regardless of what choice I make, I know that sometimes you just have to go out on a limb. I don't know if the Fancy Flea will be the one or not. I'm committed to go to a show in Tennessee in the fall to share a booth with a friend. After all, sometimes you've just got to take a risk : )