So why do you do craft fairs?
It’s a reasonable question! After all there was probably lots on television. It was a nice day and I could have gone for a healthy walk in the sunshine.
But I think it is a delight to meet people at craft fairs like the one at Hindolveston in Norfork last weekend, who are simply passionate about what they do and ready to talk about it.
My guess is that none of the exhibitors would be driving home in a Rolls Royce at the end of the day, indeed at one stall the lady wasn’t particularly interested in selling what she had created. One and all they shared their enthusiasm for what they were doing and even answered my inept questions. (Yes I know I am good at those)
I picked up lots of information about what one can do with bits of rope, lumps of clay, granny squares, pieces of black wood and coloured glass. For me, each stall was a revelation about the art of the possible.
Instead of scrolling through everlasting pages of finished articles on Amazon, these craftsmen and women were turning their dreams and their ideas into something that was, in its own sphere, beautiful.
After a couple of hours – having taken lots of photographs – and eaten wonderful cake, I came away totally impressed by the skill of those who were talking about their crafts.
This week’s blog isn’t intended to be a catalogue of the people and stalls that were there, but simply a taste of what was on offer – hoping to enthuse my readers to visit the next one on Sunday December 6th at the village hall in Hindolveston in Norfolk
See you there.
