Return to Mount Horeb
The siren call of another art fair in the old school house brought us back to Mount Horeb yesterday. The Battymobile knows the way by heart (with a little GPS help; it is the sixth visit in four years.) First we stopped in to The Cat and Crow where the Weaver bought yarn, while I admired a Shoshanah original Wooly:
I did some shopping as well, satisfying my plate fetish with this antique hand-painted piece of Titian Della Robia stoneware ($1 at the thrift store):
In the afternoon, I did some research at the most excellent Driftless Historium about my great uncle Byron Jorns, viewing his archives and paintings:
They had one drawing of his there that was not on display.
The sale started at 4 p.m. We entered the schoolhouse to the sound of carols:
There was recent work by Shoshanah:
Everybody loves Shoshanah’s art:
I’d need a bigger house were I to get her painting pictured in the background above.
We just had to have some of Shoshanah’s Emily Dickenson Christmas ornaments (doesn’t everybody?):