Visiting the 2018 Wimberley Art Fest

The last weekend in April found us at the Wimberley Art Fest on the grounds of Rio Bonito. Rio Bonito probably is the best layout for an art festival that we have ever experienced. It has ample parking, well organized and the art stalls are located among a huge grove of pecan trees. All on the bank of the Blanco River,

We cruised through all the booths quite rapidly as many of the artists were hawking their stuff that we were not particularly interested in. We came across the wood turners father and son by the name of Graham. The younger Graham is the fellow we bought the American elm bowl from in Lockhart a year or so ago. Someday we will have to visit the elder Grahams shop in San Marcos to see his setup and to deliver some blocks of wood for his use in turning some items for his sales.

We nearly bought a giclee print from a lady, name of Wilkerson, from New Mexico, but decided not to because it would have only limited value in our displays and besides it was a bit over priced for what it was.

Lots of urbanites at these shows, with all their dogs. Dogs on leashes, half grown kids in strollers, etc.

Not to be without food, we bought two barbequed chicken sandwiches from a vendor who came all the way from Uvalde to serve us. It was good. Among the vendors was even a pizza maker who had a home made wood fired oven. Pretty cool-or was it really hot.

From here we went to the Exxon Station for our cup of coffee and then called it a day.

A good time was had by all.

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