I had the pleasure of attending this year’s Fremont Fair as part of the annual Seattle Art Car Blowout. Dozens of “cartists” came up to Seattle from far and wide to show off their amazing work.
A few weeks earlier, I got a sneak preview of how Barbie would acclimate to her new lot in life (haha, get it?) at the Fremont First Friday Art Walk. I got to know a few other local art car owners outside of Bold Hat Productions, which hosted a nice little party for us. Kicking back on the porch for a few hours, Barbie and I got to know Steve and his racecar…
…and get reaquainted with Marty, her husband, and her pink flamingo car:
Marty and I met at the Kirkland Art Walk last October, but since we had more time and considerably nicer weather (Seattle in the fall isn’t always bad, but it was THAT night), we were able to get better acquainted. For instance, I learned the “I love flying” sticker on the back of her car isn’t solely there solely to add to her feathered theme. She and her husband are pilots, so when I told them about my flying lessons (I’m about halfway through, for those keeping track), they were delighted to swap stories.
I saw them again when we kicked off the weekend with a Friday night pre-party in South Lake Union at Steve’s shop, Close Enough Engineering. I’m really glad I went to this, since it was the only nice day we had all weekend. I had a great time looking at everyone else’s art cars, many of which are in my Picasa web album. One of my favorites falls perfectly in line with one of the subtler messages of the BDH:
So many artcars, so little time! I had a great time exploring Steve’s shop, making new friends, and eating birthday cake cut by a drawing triangle.
Saturday was less fun, mostly because of the rain. I couldn’t open the car, so I played video games at 9 Million in Unmarked Bills, watched a bunch of naked people ride bikes, and ate lunch at Brouwer’s. I also chastised myself for getting a rush order of men’s star logo t-shirts (which everyone should go to my store and buy RIGHT NOW) because I wouldn’t be able to sell them. I still had a nice time in Fremont, surrounded by good company and fabulous vendors with free samples, such as Dave’s Killer Bread. Good thing, since I couldn’t get my car out of there until everything shut down at 10pm.
I’m happy to report Sunday was much better for Barbie business. It was overcast, but it didn’t rain, so I pulled open the back door and presented the BDH as the beautiful, engaging work of art she is. I even managed to sell a few t-shirts and take some fun pictures. Apparently, my car turns dogs into minions of Satan.
Also, I found out that I almost always look the same, with or without makeup.
Yes, this weekend was a true coming-of-age story about a young(ish) woman and her art car, destined to spread joy and goodwill throughout the land. Or to pig out on granola at the Kashi tent, drink a lot of free coffee, and show off the hearse in a neighborhood that isn’t Capitol Hill for a change. Something along those lines.