This was the first time my Mom's church has held a craft fair, and they have a lot of details to work out. Traffic was very, very slow, and I only sold 5 pieces, but I got a lot of compliments on my work and one woman even wanted to commission me to make a specific type of pot for her. I had to explain that I'm not up to that level, at least not yet.
Lisa has done a lot of craft fairs and shows, and said this was one different than most, in terms of location, customers and general atmosphere. It was a good venue for me to start out in - I wasn't under any pressure nor did I feel intimidated by the level of the crafters around me - but it was a long drive from Columbus for her, with not much profit to show for her efforts. Still, we did have a good time!
To keep ourselves busy, we did some crafting while we waited for lookers to turn into buyers. Since I couldn't throw clay, Lisa taught me some simple tasks and delegated make-work to me. At first, I just followed orders, but when I began kibbitzing, suggesting color combinations, for instance, she reminded me that I was strictly production, not design.
My first job was making little origami gift boxes. I struggled with the multiple folds and tucks, and felt defeated when I couldn't make the corners come out right. "Ray-Ray can't do crafts," I muttered, inventing a mentally challenged personality on the fly. Ray-Ray became my alter ego, taking responsibility if things didn't come out just right.
Ray-Ray graduated to cutting out brightly colored circles from rice paper and gluing them onto little bits of glass to make refrigerator magnets. I did 33 before I got tired of it.