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all signs are stamped

The post title sounds like something you will read tucked with a map one rainy evening as you aimlessly open books in the library. ALL SIGNS ARE STAMPED, the note says, and you’re suddenly filled with a sense of purpose. An air of foreboding settles around you but you have been given a mission. Armed with the map and the knowledge that all signs are stamped, you set off to a life of adventure. And in so doing, alter the course of the universe.

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Wild yet derivative imaginings aside, the post title is merely a 4-letter summary of my latest DIY project. I made signs for an upcoming bazaar. And they are stamped.

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These are not stamps I carved myself. These are letter blocks the boyfriend got for me several years ago. I think that these were used for making school projects, at a time when home printers were still a thing of the future.

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It comes complete with currency signs, too! Perfect for the signs I made. Signs, by the way, are essential in selling at fairs. You turn passersby to potential customers when they are drawn by the things they can read in your booth.

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got soaked at SOAK

Got soaked in art and music, that is!

Heh. The higher the temperature, the cornier I get, apparently.

Last Saturday was the first ever SOAK Music and Arts Festival. If I’m not mistaken, this was the first of its kind in the city. There are many events just like this in other parts of the country and I’m glad the idea has been introduced to the Queen City of the South.  Because music? Good. Art? Gooooood. 

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The event was held at the Family Park. I grew up in this park. I came to the city for college when I was 15. The malls were too far from our apartment and to be honest, they weren’t my thing. But this park was only a 5-minute walk from where we lived. I enjoyed coming here on my own to draw and just look at the trees. Or draw the trees. Funny memory: I was drawing some of the trees one time when a family (dad and his two sons) came over to ask me what I was doing. That scarred me for life. It made me realize I do not like to create with an audience. 

But it felt great to be back.

Here was my display:

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There were no tables provided so we improvised. And in the process, I realized that displaying my handmade items this way is actually better all around. We don’t have to lug around a lot of things; only one cylindrical bag for the rack and tarpaulin stand and another bag for the items. More people also actually came over to check out the purses/bags due to the arrangement.

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Not related: It’s my birthday today! NEW YEAR. SO MANY POSSIBILITIES. No, I shall not start writing in all-caps this year. 

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