So this is it, the fair the whole week is named after.
I’ve posted some pictures below of awesome things I spied on opening night and if you’ve never been to the fair (or any fair) the images should give you a good idea of what it’s like (although less crowded, I read that they were at capacity today with people waiting in line for hours).
Having worked in galleries for the past 10 years, the fairs are always one of the most difficult things to explain to people about you job. If they are overwhelming for visitors, imagine how they are for the people working there – surrounded by art on white walls and crazy installations (usually in a building with very small windows) on their feet (in uncomfortable shoes) trying to smile and talk all day long for days on end. To top it all off, there are often performances (scheduled and renegade) that can take place inside and around the actual fairs. Together with the extreme fatigue from the work and very little sleep from being out all night – you think you probably smoked crack at some point and just don’t remember when.