The last day of Market is bittersweet… I think everyone must feel a bit the same. Totally exhausted. Needing sleep (and a bed of one’s own!). Sad to say goodbye to friends in the industry. Sad to tear down all the fun, amazing booths on display. And REALLY not looking forward to the packing-up, hauling-it-out, jockey-ing for loading dock time once again.
But, it must be done! Time to head on back home, to the studios, offices, workspaces… to begin thinking about the next market and what might be in store for Fall.
The Lizzie B team was sooo happy that the last of the cookie dough had been baked (another 15 dozen cookies before market opened at 9 am… crazy crazy crazy!) Beth the mathy-brained one figured out that THAT many cookies, baked 9 at a time, for 6 minutes each…. well, never mind. It was just a long morning of that cookie-bakin’ smell wafting through the hotel. I am sure the rest of the hotel guests were disappointed to get down to the breakfast buffet to find… just bagels.
The last day of market is also a bit slower-paced… a lot of the quilt shop owners head back home in order to start their work week bright and early on Monday, and the show floor just seems a bit more quiet and easy-going. It’s also a time to get out and see some of the other booths, and visit with market friends!
As market came to a close, we noticed across the way at Kansas City Star that the book rack was lookin’ pretty empty! It was pretty exciting for us to see all the SPACE that was there in the Whimsyland rack…that means that some of you hauled our book outta there! Thank you sooo much!
As the clock approaches 4 pm… everyone starts to get a little excited and distracted and ready to roll. It’s always a little hectic to figure out HOW to take down the booth quickly and somewhat organized (ha!)… and in our case, we also try to figure out just what is going back to Tucson, and what is going back to Liz’s studio in Philly. We always mess it up though, and something (or more) ends up on the wrong side of the US! Good thing we have Fedex to straighten ourselves out in the coming weeks!
Meet FRANK… a new addition this year to the Lizzie B team. We adopted him from Home Depot for a mere $19.96 plus tax. What a sweet deal for a big strong guy! In another world, he would be known as an appliance dolly, but here in our wacky world, he’s Frank (and a pretty good partner to our girl Dolly!) Of course, we had to get out the markers and Lizzie-B him! Didn’t want some big burly convention center dude walking off with our Frank, thinking he was part of the crew THERE. He’s ours! And he has fleurs to prove it. He is just sitting, waiting, for tear-down, waiting to do the heavy rolling for the poor tired Lizzie B crew.
So, the dismantling of Whimsyland begins. Sniff, sniff. It’s a little sad. But we are packin’ it up for another day. (The plan is to take it to Long Beach…. we’ll keep our readers posted!) Here’s a pic of Monique, our wire-girl, in motion… she is getting swooped outta there and will be on her way back to Liz’s studio (her twin, of course, lives in MY studio.) One thing that makes taking down a booth such a pain is that the FIRST thing that happens in the convention center is the rolling up of the carpets in the aisles. Which means that we can’t really stack much of OUR stuff on the carpets in the aisles. The mess and piles and packing all has to pretty much happen in the 10×10 booth. It’s a bit of a jigsaw puzzle to figure out where to stack everything.
This photo just strikes me as soooo funny! (remember Gumby, that cartoon in the 60’s? 70’s? The tree, just sittin’ there, kinda reminds me of that rubbery guy…even tho’ I think Gumby was green, and it was his little horse Pokey that was this orangey-brown color!) That poor tree looks so sad, doesn’t it?! It was a star at market, but now it’s gonna get unstuffed and packed away for another day…
Even the sky had to come a-fallin’ down… here it is all bunched up in Monique’s belly (hey, we are also creative when it comes to packing! How else do you think we got all this crapola— plus 4 of us and luggage— all the way to Pittsburgh in just one little ol’ Suburban?!)
That’s it, folks. We are done and outta here! Just in case you think we are total SLOBS, they tell us to leave our garbage in the booth. Again, keep those aisles free! Please notice the nice, smooth, clean concrete floor in the Lizzie B booth. We did NOT win the Stupidity award this time…. thank goodness. We do learn our lessons! (if you do not have ANY idea what I am talking about, read our earlier post entitled “The Stupidity Award” from market last October….)
“Sittin’ on the dock o’ the bay…” We got outta there pretty early,and John was sent to get the ‘burb and find his way to the loading dock. It was a long process. Hmmm, they give you two DAYS to set up, and only two HOURS to take down. It’s a traffic congestion nightmare waiting to happen! But John drove that big ol’ monstrosity (his words) right on in there, and we were outta dodge by 5:30 or so. In time for an early dinner…. yay!
Liz and I had one more FUN task to do before day’s end… we were podcasting with Annie Smith of Simple Arts! She is one of our favorite people, and we were sad that she was not able to make it to market this time. We had planned on hanging out together, and doing a podcast one night. So although we didn’t get to SEE Annie this time around, we sure weren’t gonna miss chatting with her! More on that in the next post…… (it’s off to Cheesecake Factory!)