The Jig Is Up

Yesterday, like half of the crafters in the metro New York area, I sweat my way through the Renegade Craft Fair.

First off, the labelling of any event as "renegade" immediately makes snot faces such as myself look for every opportunity to challenge the renegadeness of it all. Indeed, my first issue? The ice cream truck. How renegade is it to serve ice cream on a hot day? Next.

The use of the 1970s owl as a renegade symbol? Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. It also makes me think of macrame, which is what we modern crafters abhor, no? Maybe it is ironic... Because irony is so renegade.

For all of my snarkiness, I had a good time walking the fair and I did purchase some prints from The Black Apple and Jamie Zollars, as well as a tile/coaster from y*not*me*designs.

Yarn-related adventures are forthcoming.