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Yes, so I realize that I’ve been mentioning this from time to time for several months now, but never formally introduced the big news!
ETA: Actually, I just read back through my posts and it looks like I never really did mention this, even though it’s been consuming my life.

I will be studying abroad in Buenos Aires, Argentina from the end of February through the end of July. It’s an interruption from my regular course of study, but I’m going to take the opportunity to complete some credits towards a Spanish minor, as all of my courses will be taught in Spanish while I’m there. This is a wonderful (albeit terrifying) opportunity for me and I have to admit I’m freaked out. This is definitely bigger than anything I have ever done in my life!

Because I’m going to be away during the festival season, I am having a sale right now in order to give people a chance to do any shopping they might have wanted to do over the summer. From now until February 15th I will take 20% off of any order of two items or more, and shipping is free for all purchases! 11:59 on February 15th I will close my shop in order to prepare for my departure on 2/20.

This is a sneak peak, before I completely finish my uploads, and send out an e-mail to my mailing list, so if you see something you like you may want to snap it up now, because I won’t be making more until next fall, and when I run out I run out!

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Book: Matters of Choice by Noah Gordon
Pages: 448
Entertainment Rating: 3.5/5
Snooty Rating: 2/5
Total Rating: 5.5/10
Books Read Total: 29/50
Pages Read Total: 5671/15,000

–Insert summary here–(sorry)

Before anyone starts judging me, I read this book at the beach. I’ve been on vacation for the past few days (still am, as a matter of fact!) and at my mom’s suggestion I’m reading some more entertaining, beachy reads this week. I’ve got Western lit, art history, anthropology, Spanish and contemporary Buddhism courses starting in almost a week, so it’s safe to say this is some of the last breezy reading I’ll be doing.

All that said, this wasn’t laborious to read. I didn’t realize that it was the third part of a trilogy until just now when I went searching for a cover shot. Apparently the first two novels are of a much higher caliber, so don’t tell any Gordon fans that I picked it up thinking it would be some cheesy romance (which it is, a bit, in parts.) Anyhow, I wouldn’t go out of my way to recommend it, but I wouldn’t scream “Don’t do it!” if someone took it out of the Library or found it left behind at their grandmother’s house.

Now, I’m going to admit that the book I’m reading now is one of Hamilton’s Anita Blake vampire books. You have every right to ridicule me but I’m telling you her books are hard to ignore. I can never decide if I’m weirded out enough to put the book down. On a similar note, I was in the bookstore the other day and since when is V.C. Andrews considered kid lit! I wouldn’t touch another one of her books with a ten foot pole, let alone give it to a kid!!

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I think that’d be me. Sorry.

I know I should have blogged about the fantastic trip I had up to Ithaca with my booth. I know I should have fabulous photos to prove that Grassroots was a fabulous festival! I know I should have blogged about the huge, terrifying storm that hit Falcon Ridge early Sunday afternoon, effectively shutting down the festival. I don’t have photos of that either, so check out that link to see a video, check out this one to see another, and someday I’ll wrangle some photos away from My dear friend and savior Amanda when I’m sure she’s more settled in her new home! She’s got photos of my pasty white legs standing in a river of muddy water running higher than my ankles through my booth. It took four of us hanging on the EZ-Up to keep it from lifting off, but I am very proud to say that my meticulous weather disaster plan was 100% effective! Nary an earring was lost, and the paper goods all survived as well!

My lack of blogging energy hasn’t been helped by the fact that until this week I hadn’t read an entire book all month (the horror!) and I’ve been on strict knitting probation thanks to my lovely OT who’s trying to fix up my elbow. In other news, I’ve started hula hooping pretty much obsessively, and I’m cleaning and sorting and packing in preparation to head back to school next week! I can’t believe my break is so close to ending.

Boo.

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The holiday season is here!

Nov. 21-22 Housatonic Valley Waldorf School Holiday Fair, Newtown, CT
Nov. 29 Jewelry Sale at Off The Beaded Path, Great Barrington, MA
Dec. 5 Bard Craft Fair, Annandale-on-Hudson, NY
Dec. 6 Hawthorne Valley Waldorf School Yultide Fair, Harlemville, NY
Dec. 13 Sheffield Market, Sheffield, MA
Dec. 20 Sheffield Market, Sheffield, MA

If you’ve got any questions or need directions don’t hesitate to ask!
RobinMarie [at] Soasadesigns [dot] com

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Come find me this Fall, I’m going to be all over the place!

Sep. 6+20, Oct. 4+18 Hillsdale Farmer’s Market
Sep. 14 Mountain Music Festival, Bethel, NY
Sep. 20 Pawling Arts & Crafts Fest, Pawling, NY
Sep. 21 Earth Day Festival, Bethel, NY
Oct. 4-5 Hudson High School Craft Fair, Hudson, NY
Oct. 11-12 Warren Fall Festival, Warren, CT
Oct. 18 Green Meadow Fall Fair, Chestnut Ridge, NY

As you can see there are a few dates that are doubled. In those cases my Mom will be working the Farmer’s Market for me, so you should really go keep her company!

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It’s going to be a busy one! I’m incredibly excited about how much everything has progressed in the last three years, and this summer is just a whole new level.

Every 1st and 3rd Saturday from June – October I’ll be at the Hillsdale Farmer’s Market in Hillsdale, NY
June 26-29: Old Songs Festival of Music and Dance in Altamont, NY
July 17-20: Grassroots Festival of Music and Dance in Trumansburg, NY
July 24-27: Falcon Ridge Folk Festival in Hillsdale, NY
August 23: Blueberry Festival in Ellenville, NY

I’ve also got quite a few events booked for the fall, but I’ll let y’all know about those as the dates get closer.

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But I have excuses!

Actually, just one really. I haven’t posted in nearly a month because that’s how long it’s been since Musefest. Every time I think “I want to blog about this” I realize that I have not yet addressed Musefest, and as it was a big event for me I can’t simply neglect it. But oh how I wish I would. In order to continue blogging I must simply clench my teeth and bear the pain for the moments it takes to write this.


Musefest. Absolutely disastrous, in my worst nightmares it couldn’t have gone much worse. It started out fine, we arrived way earlier than necessary on Thursday, had the booth set up by about 5pm, and a ton of time to kill. No biggy, I made a ton of jewelry and the kids went exploring. The people were pleasant, the site was nice, and the rain we’d seen on our way in cleared away. I had high hopes, and we all went to bed with pleasant anticipation for what was to come.

We awoke to find that the electricity still wasn’t hooked up, and we would be eating chips and salsa for breakfast. We were assured that the food vendors we were so counting on (as it turned out the site was much, much further from town than expected) would be electrically wired and cooking by 10. No problem. 2pm rolled around, no food, tummy’s grumbling, and no fest folk had arrived. Music wouldn’t be starting until 5pm, and everyone on site was hungry and grouchy. 5pm rolled around, the band went up, not so hot, and a few people trickled in. Drunk people.

After a long slow evening I began to realize my mistake. This was not a family fun festival as I’d been lead to believe, this was a chance for all the druggy kids of Ithaca to network, get high, and act like morons. There was no money to be made, and no ATM on site to facilitate spending. I resigned myself to a really slow weekend, hoping for $500 to cover my expenses and maybe enough profit to put towards another booth fee somewhere else. It was not to be. We stuck it out as long as we could Friday night, then went to sleep, arising relatively late in the morning to find there were still very few people around, and even less with any money. We were reassured that Saturday night would be a great night for vending because there would be more people, more families.

This too was not to be. It had been off and on cloudy and scorchingly hot all weekend, and around 8:30 that evening the clouds rolled in in earnest. The sky turned black, and beyond it was a pink glow I initially believed was the sunset, as the clouds were moving incredibly fast and I thought perhaps they were blowing right over. As that pink expanded and began to turn a muddy brown I reconsidered. Instantly the wind came up and I grabbed my tent, trying desperately to zip up the walls, screaming my head off for the kids. the rain hit like an anvil, coupled with the wind, ripping the walls from my hands. The kids ran up to help and we got three sides zipped, but couldn’t see enough through the buckets of rain in our eyes to get the forth. I clung desperately, trying to hold the sides together as the sky turned a brilliant chartreuse green, and wind whipped through the tent, knocking all my carefully laid out displays to the muddy ground. Somehow in the hubbub my thumb had been sliced open, and as I fought with the wind, soaked to the bone, bleeding all over my nice white tent, all I could do was hope to got that a tornado didn’t come ripping through. I didn’t know what I’d do if the kids got hurt.

The storm died almost as quickly as it came up, and at 9:20 we stood calm, looking around at what was left of my jewelry. Not much. Earrings lay trampled in the mud, bent, broken, or simply gone. Everything was soaked through and we were all shaking with exhaustion and freezing cold. I have honestly never been more miserable. I called home and told them we were on our way, and we crammed all our stuff into my car, amazed we fit it all, and limped the four hours home, freezing cold and defeated.

Musefest was an incredible loss for me. Literally hundreds of dollars. I missed classes for it, spent all my free time preparing for it, and didn’t make back my booth fee. One good thing did come from it and that is that the few things I did sell were designs I’d created specifically for the festival crowed, so at least I know those were spot on. There simply weren’t enough people.

That is my excuse, and I’m sticking to it.

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Saturday was crazy. The farmers market was a near disaster, several people lost their tents to the strong wind, and I, forever fearful, took mine down just in time. After three long hours of standing in the freezing wind trying to keep my jewelry on the table, I was ready to give up and move to our second site of the day. I had made all of sixty five dollars, frozen my butt off, and bent a display piece. I was not a happy camper. Then one of those customers came along who
can completely make your day. A customer with great taste, and a flexible budget. I was five minutes from packing up, and frustrated that this man seemed to be looking at everything but not buying, when suddenly he called his wife over. I realized she was the woman who’d been eying my mushroom piece the last three markets. He asked what she wanted and there was no hesitation. Off went my mushrooms! I was sad to see them go, I was close to running over and telling her I wanted them back, that they weren’t for sale, or something equally childish, when she came over with a camera and asked to have her picture taken with “the artist”. Well, shucks! She was wearing them with her very practical red sweatshirt. I know they won’t go in some box in the back of her closet. I’m thrilled.

My mom came ten minutes later and helped me pack up and move two miles down the road to Community Day. It started out slow until the rest of our row was established and then people came:) It was a good afternoon, not really busy, but comfortable. I met a few interesting people and was happy to have time to talk to them. I cut my day short (after a solid 9 hours of standing in the sun) when I was informed that I had a terrible sunburn. Boy oh boy was it bad. I managed my whole beach vacation without a burn, but put me in a field in the freezing cold for 9 hours and I look like a tomato.

It’s seriously crunch time for Musefest. We leave Thursday morning, ready or not! Today I visited AAA and got some reliable directions, spent my second to last day at the bead store churning out cell phone charms, and this evening mocking up what I can of my booth in the living room. Barring rain tomorrow I’m going to re-waterproof my tent, (that’s a story and a half, that I haven’t told you yet) set up in the dark to test out my lighting, finish mocking and mapping and labeling and pricing and packaging, and try and fit everything in my car. That’s all after work, mind you. At work I’ll be making as much jewelry as I can humanely manage. Wednesday I’ve reserved for laundry, figuring out lighting if I need more, packing for school (I’m supposed to start classes Thursday, but I’m going to try and be back in time for my Monday classes, don’t ask how) and all the other little details I know I’m going to have to deal with. I also have a class that evening. My life is absolutely insane right now, but if all goes as planned this should be worth it.

I know there’s more news from these last few days, but I can’t quite grasp it right now. Maybe tomorrow.

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Long overdue!

Hello world, it’s me, Robin Marie!

I’ve been swamped with work. Completely and utterly overwhelmed. Juggling three jobs isn’t always physically challenging (though being on my feet or bent over in a field picking strawberries all day is) but it’s certainly an emotional challenge. At night I dream of work, and in the few hours I’m not working or sleeping I’m remembering to eat. Very little in the way of jewelry is getting done, a fact that terrifies and frustrates me. Terrifying because starting the 7th I’ll have my booth set up in town every other weekend, open to the hordes of New Yorkers that frequent this town. I’m not at all ready this year. Once or twice a week I get to indulge in the calm quiet of the bead store. Those 7 hours are what keep me sane. Last week I made 40 pairs of earwires, 11 pairs of earrings, and a gorgeous necklace. This week I have a custom peyote sleeve to finish.

I’ve taken today off, away from my other-life jobs in order to attent to my life. I’m mocking up my brand new booth, about 10 million times improved from last year! I’m doing my laundry, I’m taking stock of my jewelry and supplies, blogging, cleaning my room, and sitting down while I eat.

Pictures of my booth (assembled in the living room) will follow shortly!

Peace, love, and an oasis of free time!

Robin Marie

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