Well, I have been quiet for a while , but, I am back.
Went to the Disney show last weekend--wish I had not.
Once upon a time in America, getting an invite to the Disney show was "Magical."
You knew you were going to make money, you were going to be treated like "special people" and it was just a fun show to do in the fall.
That all changed when Disney moved the show out of the market place to the West Side.
It was a deep slide, downward, down the mouses tail.
I really hate to "rat-out" a bad show--but Disney deserves it. Especially the way it treats the artists.
Yes, they do give those big "free tickets" to Mouse-land, they let you get hugged by Micky if you are an award winner, they give ya a free breakfest at awards morn, and a free lunch every day, plus free bottles of water, and oh yeah--you get to use those cool green carts to schlep your work into the show with.
Now, let us look at the down side of things.
First, their $400 booth fee is a blatent rip-off. Nearly 90-per-cent of the exhibitors there will barely gross $1500-$2000 for a three-day show in Mouseland. Many wont even break $1K (like me, a first, at this show).
They have their Mouseland tent called the Disney Artist Market right beside our tents. They have six Ryder Trucks in the parking lot, stocked to the hilt, bringing stuff in all day to replenish. The artists don't have a chance.
They have the world's worst layout for a flow of the show.
For example, coming in from the parking lots behind Circque, most people took the sidewalks behind the exhibitors booths, thus by-passing them entirely.
Then there was the circle of lost artists(ala the Naples show) which I was in over by Circque. Eighty per cent of the crowd zoomed by us like we were not there.
They had the emerging artists in two remote areas not even remotely connected to our show.
Photographer Bernie Bleckfeld and I had a running debate about who had the worst spot in the show him or me.
First off, he got in, off the rejected artist list. I got in off the prime invited artist list.
I was put so far remotely under the Circque tent you needed binoculars to see my booth. Bernie was on the grass where the first booths were located when coming in from the parking lot.
Frankly, Bernie missed the opportunity. He should have burned a few frames and photos and thrown some magic sparkles on the flames. He would have had kazillions over to his booth.
Hell, I was doing triple somersalts off the top of my canopy and couldn't attract a single customer.
I clearly had the worst booth. Shut up, Bernie!
The trouble with this show is this.
The people there, are mainly there for Mouseland. The Mouse rules and they bow down and give all their moola to any thing that resembles a mouse. We don't stand a chance.
Second. The crowd is ultra-conservative. So forget about Art. They don't know what it is and they don't want it.
A few exhibitors hit it big, one making a $10K-plus sale, but that was the rare exception.
There is not a volume of sales to be had at this show.
I bet more than 50 per cent of us who were there this year will never apply again.
Count me as one of them.