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With the weather forecast consensus being fair weather until late afternoon, the commenced on time this past Saturday. But at about 10:00 a.m., the skies suddenly darkened and the torrential rains began. Artists scrambled, covering their works with tarps and plastic. Perhaps just a brief passing shower? No such luck. After an hour, it was apparent that no hope remained for the day.
Among the many stories, the indomitable Lynne Wesolowski lugged home her countless matted and framed pieces re-matting and framing the entire cache overnight to be ready for the morning. Peter Diaferia put his money in the microwave to dry while his wardrobe went into the dryer. There were too many similar stories to recount.
Sunday was a different story. A beautiful sunny day permitted the Festival to truly fulfill its promise. Up went the paintings. Out came the sculpture and pottery. Face painting began. Music, exercise – the works. Friends and neighbors, passers-by and old clients celebrated with us. Out came cash and check books too as sales were rung up. And so, a memorable show goes down in history.