Scenes from Southport
I gotta say that the city of Southport, North Carolina can't be taken to task for false advertising. If you Google the name one of the first things you'll read about is that it is home to "North Carolina's July 4th Festival" as in there isn't another one like it. I can now certainly vouch for it. There really isn't any other like it.
As I was leaving town Friday evening there had to have been at least ten miles of vehicles lined up bumper to bumper trying to enter the two lane road into town. I had already witnessed many folks parking just outside the city limits and then walking the three miles to the waterfront. Even with the bad economy the area was filled with thousands of families still wanting to celebrate the Independence Day.
Which leads me to my only complaint about the week - or more precisely the weekend. The next time the 4th falls on Friday let the arts festival remain open on Saturday. We really missed out on a great weekend of sales by having to close on Friday. The upside is that we'll be set up for some great shows the next three or four years.
I met Ron Williams at my first out-of-town art festival back in 2004. As mentioned in my previous post Ron has become somewhat of a mentor to me, teaching me about the ins and outs of traveling as an artist. Here, he is modeling some of that "black dirt" he told me about.
"Man, I'm Shrinered out!"