It was very warm, and waves of thunderstorms and rain showers rolled through. We still managed to fit in some incredible shopping, eating, drinking, and people-watching. And, as usual, I was incredibly inspired being surrounded by such creativity.
One of the first booths we hit was the Art Farm. The artists there construct utilitarian objects out of vintage finds, including clocks, lamps, jewelry, and other treasures. I bought a clock from them a few years ago, and was heartbroken that they were absent last year. Talking to the artist, I discovered that they were actually not invited (shocking!), but boy was I glad to see they were back. It was not a question of if, but what I would buy from them. The clock on the far left was destined to come home with me at the end of the day.
David added another wooden truck to his collection from the same vendor we got his train from last year, as well as three smaller wheeled toys. I just love the simplicity and beauty of their design, and they have already become David's go-to toys in the living room. I love that out of the most intricate, technologically advanced playthings he has, he still picks the most simple as his favorite.
After this bit of shopping, we took a break in the shade to enjoy our lunch. We also tried to pose for some pictures in the prime lighting. This first picture cracks me up. We both have the same slightly uncomfortable smirk on our faces as I try to force David to hold still.
Cory is always a bit more successful than I am to get him to hold still for a picture. Once again, David looks pretty uncomfortable, but more in the manner of a contortionist.
Lightening and thunder threatened right after lunch, so we headed inside the Art Center to wait it out, along with a few hundred (thousand?) other people. We took that opportunity to try to get David to take a snooze. Once the clouds cleared and we were back outside, I peeked into the top of the covered stroller, and this was what I saw. Oops. At least he was smiling.
Eventually he did succumb to the sandman, and took a nice nap while Cory and I shopped a little bit more. Then, we took some more pictures, and David did some classic people-watching.
On the way out, we stopped by a booth that Cory has drooled over for years. The artist creates prints from handmade etchings depicting classic ballparks. This was the year to splurge. We picked out one of Wrigleyville, our own personal Mecca. The detail is incredible. We both absolutely LOVE it.
We departed just in time to miss the next deluge that descended upon the Art Center grounds. What a fabulous day. Already looking forward to next year...
