News — good sale

(wrote this a while ago... lovely memory.) Good sales, to me, come in all shapes and sizes.  Granted, I'm excited when someone plonks a lot of cash in my booth--booyah, woodpile money!  But sometimes the ones that mean the most are the sales when someone finds the exact thing that fits them or helps them, or makes them feel good, or good about themselves.   I had one of those today.    It was COLD at the farmer's market.  My friend Lisa-the-baker and I were grumbling and shivering, and along comes a young guy in a baseball cap--nice kid.  Says...

I've told this story a million times, so bear with me. One of my favorite things to make is tiaras/crowns.  I've made them for ritual wear, for weddings, for fuck-it-I-want-to-wear-a-crown,  and I particularly love those sales; it's because those are going to someone who honestly does not give a fuck and is wearing my art because they love it. But one. Oh my goddess, this one. A beautiful woman came up to my booth-- she was 80 if she was a day.  Spent a while looking through all my stuff, and then ended up buying a crown. Over the course...