Renaissance Festival visit was in Maryland, in 1996. My fairy godmother/sister from another
mother/friend and colleague, Carol Corwell-Martin, invited me to go along with her and her very
wonderful husband, Dave. I have often been told by customers that I should be doing Renaissance
Festivals, so this year I decided to throw it out there and give it a try. I applied and was accepted
to the Carolina Renaissance Festival, which is not too far from our home.
My pieces do not typically appeal to the masses. In some ways I wish they did, but if they did, I
would probably want to shift gears and do something different. There was a time, 5th grade in
particular, when I really just wanted to fit in. I wanted to feel pretty (photo below is from the movie Annie
Hall... especially funny considering the subtitle, and the girl could be my 5th grade doppelganger, except my
glasses were a hideous blue pair and I had one gigantic eyebrow), I wanted to be accepted, and I wanted
white go-go boots. The popular girls had them. I did not. And I wasn't going to be gifted them either.
Everything was going to be okay... better than okay.
I started figuring out what I liked. I realized that I not only didn't need trendy things, I actually didn't
even WANT them. I quit looking at style magazines and starting wearing what I wanted to wear
I took off my diamond and gold ring and necklace and put on silver and stones that I liked.
I continued to create from my heart.
The pieces I create most, now, are leather jewelry pieces. They allow me to use color, texture, and
found objects; they appeal to that part of me that always loved finding treasures and repurposing
those finds... and they bring back childhood memories of museum visits and the personal adornments
from various cultures that captivated me. I enjoy wearing something that has come from my heart and my hands and I appreciate hearing from those attracted to my work that they have not seen anything similar.
In addition to making new pieces, there has been a lot to do to get ready.
My vinyl tent sign is not period appropriate, so I needed to paint one...
at a resale shop about 20 years ago, and a hat pin I made from a sewing needle and beads...
Hurricane Joaquin has postponed the festival opening twice. It is now scheduled to begin on October 10th.
This is me standing in the mud INSIDE my tent on
Thursday while setting up; before he really got started!
I am afraid to see what it looks like now, but will go
this week and try to create a walkable floor and
do a general rescue, recover, and restore mission.
I am pretty sure there's a whole lot of
Joaquin-generated work waiting there for me!