For all of my Charleston Farmers Market visitors and customers who might be curious or wondering where I am, I decided not to return to the Charleston Farmers Market for 2016. I had a successful five-year run at the market, but I felt it was time to move on. I never intended to stay as long as I did, but my business grew year over year, and it became difficult to leave.
Of course, I will miss many things about being at the market, and here are just a few:
The smell of bacon wafting through the air early in the morning, somewhat of a smelling salts for the tired and something which I often cursed for tempting me.
The clanging of the church bells, and the anticipation preceding the Saturday morning eight-o’clock bell.
Early morning regulars scurrying through the market with their baskets and carts full of fresh flowers, fruits, vegetables of every shape and color.
Swelling crowds of enthusiastic visitors meandering down the market pathways towards late morning, casting their smiles and compliments my way.
Dogs of every breed and size wagging and panting their way down Tobacco Row with their owners in tow.
Gatherings of eager customers forming in and around my booth to chat and select photography.
Visitors from every corner of the country and the world sharing their interests and their stories.
There are also many things that I won’t miss:
Staying up late every Friday preparing for the market; then having to get up at 4:30 AM on Saturday; followed by exhaustion on Sunday.
Arriving on Saturday morning to a sea of half-drowsy, often grumpy vendors, including myself.
Setting up and breaking down my booth, which is rather complicated and heavy.
Trying to keep my artwork protected from the so-called pop-up showers which unexpectedly turn into torrential downpours with storm-force winds.
Attempting in vain to stay cool while watching throngs of melting visitors lumber by, as the temperatures head towards 90-something and the air is so thick you could cut it with a knife.
The dust-permeated musty odor that hangs in the air during July and August.
Having no weekend…ever.
There is no doubt that being an artist at the Charleston Farmers Market was a memorable time, and my business grew as I received a great deal of positive feedback on my photography. Thank you to all of the wonderful visitors and customers that purchased my photography or just stopped by to browse or to express good wishes. Although I am not at the market anymore, I still have my fine art photography business, a sampling which can now be viewed online at my Portfolio, www.susandetomiphoto.com. Please stop by (virtually) and feel free to leave comments or ask questions.