This place has a special place in my heart.... It used to be a bit of tradition with my significant other to go on the first and the last weekends of the Renaissance Fair. This tradition was long ago abandoned. This passed weekend was my first time back and first time going alone. And i have to say... i very much enjoyed it.
When you walk the fair with friends or family you look and experience it from the outside. Going alone with my sketchbook gave me a chance to capture moments that other wise would have gone unnoticed and forever lost. I got a chance to peak form inside out. I got a chance candidly observe the participants
. And the greatest thing - you make friends! The monk i was sketching ended being a wonderful human being named Bob, whose entire family works at the fair every year and the fair became a place where they catch up. He shared his family's accomplishments, gave me a mini muffin and suggested to audition next year. I had a "Barbarian" , later known as Jim, take a picture of me sketching other barbarians alike. I met a very energetic potter Jonathan who admitted to me that his passion and outlet other than pottery is sketching and doing it for a living. The 6 hours flew by quickly and i wished i didn't have to leave. There is still so much to sketch and so many characters to meet.
I think i will be back here soon enough.