After a year and seven month long break, I'm back. People are friendly at the Downtown Sanford Farmer's Market. The day started out a hazy grey, and eventually warmed into the nicest morning. The market is seven to ten times smaller than the Pearl, and I thought the Pearl was small. I admit, I missed cinnamon in my coffee, concha rolls and chocolate filled pastries. Is that why I only lasted three hours?
Well, sort of. After emailing the market's coordinator, a super hip chick named Michelle, we decided I could work on paper until we heard something from the city. And eventually, the paper tore. There's only so much abuse and chalk it can absorb.
After I set up and discussed areas with Michelle, we joked that if anyone objected in the future to on pavement work, we could just grab a pail or two of water and pretend nothing ever happened. I hope it never comes to that. Sanford is really making moves to be more of an "art friendly" place according to locals.
I'm looking forward to future projects very soon.
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