People Watching

I worked the Westcott art fair yesterday with the Sudanese guys and their cows. We were given a paved lot with no shade, direct sun and minimal crowds, but I still took advantage of the people watching. There's always an interesting game to guessing the lives of others and whereas this was a University show, the liberal crowd with their punk mohawks, tattoos and birkenstocks, were actually more predictable than other communities. There's a book, I believe, that advertises what one must look like in order to attend art fairs. It was nice though to sit in a chair, roast in the sun and look at people. We sold a lot of cows, even despite the small attendance, and it was an excuse to be docile for a while. Being still and observing is a good thing.