PNP update – Back to Asheville to Jump-start the work:
I came back into Asheville last Thursday – one week after I began my trip – plans set on getting down to selling some art – by whatever means I could. Since then, the montage of events have been an endless tumble, one way and then the next.
After taking most of Thursday to regroup my thoughts and reconnect online (I’d been without internet for a few days) I meeting up with an amazing CS host that picked me up in front of Dobra Tea and took me to a local taco joint that was participating in Dinning out for Life – an annual benefit to help raise funds for HIV and AIDS research. I did a decent job of donating (I ate a lot) on what funds I could afford to let go – 20 percent of what I spent on food went towards the program!
An early start Friday had my host drop me off at a local dry cleaner where I could catch up on laundry – having taken only a minimalist supply of clothing to accommodate both hiking and art promotion – I had reached my limit at the end of the week. After I had cleaned up my laundry and had a cup of coffee (right there at the laundromat’s cafe/bar) – I set me sights on scoping out the local coffee shops again.
After much of the day hiking about town, I parked myself in a local shop off of Wall street. Sampling the espresso to make sure such a place would work, I was able to make a deal with the owner to have some of my work put up near the door the following week. With this new potential in mind, I struck out to find a good art supply store and stumbled upon True Blue Art Supply – just a short jaunt around the corner from Wall Street. From there I checked out the Friday night Drum Circle at Pritchard Park, a bit more time on-line, then back at the Coffee shop for an open mic.
I got a good opening read in and then sat back to enjoy the rest of the group. And interesting range of talent and a fairly steady crowd. Personally, I found I still struggle with reading – though there where quite a bit of talented readers to observe. As the night drew to a close – and I was still without a host – I began to make plans to test my drop-tent-hide-out. A couple from the open mic was nice enough to drop me off near the French Broad River where I walked up the most remote road I could find and then bush-waked far enough off of it that I felt safe throwing down my make-shift shelter. Clocked just over 4 hours that night – waking at 6 to break camp before dawn in order to avoid any confrontations. A long walk back into town landed me at the Green Sage – a friendly little coffee shop up near the center of Asheville. It still being very early, I cleaned myself up the best I could from my night out, sat enjoyed a wonderful hot cup of coffee and one of the most delicious fresh baked scones I’ve ever sampled.
Having put in a bit of time update the site – I decided to try and work more the street sales aspect of Art from the Pack. This led to a whole other unfurling of events, some more anticipated then others, but all taken as best as I could, under note, to build my strength and awareness of how each experience affects me and what it is that I can learn from it.