It's art fair time at the harbour condo complex, dudes

 

Summer brings outdoor art fairs everywhere.  A town near me is getting ready with blue striped tents and marquees with empty plywood walls, waiting to be hung with arts and crafts.

It's like a farmers market for boomers, only instead of fruit and veg, it's art.  It's all consumable.

I figure there is more art for sale now than at any time in the history of the world, as boomers settle into retirement and one or two last kicks at self definition.

Next will come swollen church rolls as attendance climbs with boomers looking to make that one last ascent into consumer heaven to see what God has to offer them at a good price and without too much effort and in a, you know, certain style.