May
30
2009
Sutex In NYC – Part 2 Art Galore (And Did I Mention “Green?”)
Author: Deb Trotter
This is the Jacob Javits Center in NYC – and the 'home' of Surtex 2009.
I was told I should not take any pictures inside Surtex (although I see others doing so – ??? … I'm a newbie & don't know a ball of butter why), so all I have to share is this public domain image, along with this one, of Jeanna. (Thank you, Miss Jeanna, for being such a cooperative subject!)
The banner pretty much sums up the first "trend" we notice – as well as what we feel like.
~ Green ~
And I don't just mean the left over feeling from Wicked our first night in NYC. I mean lots of green everywhere at Surtex in the artists' & designers' booths. Especially green in backgrounds, patterns, and borders. Soft muted greens, rich warm greens, and "environmental" greens – mixed with pinks, blues, browns, and the occasional blue-grays.
I also mean we 'feel' green, as in "unknowledgable." Like, "You don't have enough brain juice to fill a spittoon," to quote my Grandpappy, in my days of youth.
We are also taken with all the bright golds and deep yellows. I love gold. It almost seems like a neutral to me. Tell me – what color doesn't look great next to gold (except maybe pink)? Especially red. Red and yellow? Talk about bold! I do see the occasional red and gold combination, but not nearly as much as gold and green, or gold and brown.
Forgive me for those of you who are Surtex savvy. I may be totally off base about my color observations due to sensory overload. Trying to encapsulate everything I need to learn and observe. Bear with me, here – and feel free to email me if I am totally clueless.
That's one of the reasons Miss Jeanna is here with me – to help me look at things objectively and through the eyes of a business woman extraordinaire. She centers and grounds me like nobody I know. She can also can talk her way into, or out of, anything. (I have much to learn. I bow to the Queen!)
Back to the Surtex floor.
What else? Egads! Talk about art?
I thought I had seen a lot of art through the blogging world, not to mention websites and galleries. NOT!
I've always thought I was one small drop in a giant vat of paint. I'm not. I'm one small speck of dust in the universe.
This realization truly hits home when I look at the manufacturers in the stationery and gift shows in comparison to all the artists and designers. No wonder the competition is so fierce. All those choices – and the manufacturers have to be the ones to choose which art will sell their products. When I look at it from their standpoint, I understand a little bit better how critical the art is to their bottom line.
I know I have a lot of work to do when I get home. A lot of research. A lot of studying. A lot of decisions to make. And a whole, whole lot of preparation should I decide to exhibit next year.
By the end of the day our brains are totally fried. And there are no taxis in sight. We head for the bright lights in the big city and end up near Times Square at a cool little neighborhood deli, renowned for its family cheesecake recipe and real food for real people – meaning it's not expensive, it's good, and the portions are huge. Way too huge. We see a woman in a nearby booth with a piece of cheesecake the size of the empire state building and decide that after our sandwiches, we'll split a piece. (Why don't we also get that the size of the cheesecake is directly proportionate to the size of the deli sandwiches?)

(Didn't I say something earlier about green?)
Never mind.
One great thing about New York – you walk off the calories.
And we do.
Before we know it we're back at the Affinia, and right across the street is a cozy Irish pub, Harrington's. (What else would you call an Irish pub?)
So, the two Wyoming cowgirls mosey across the street for a nightcap.
Yee Ha! Surtex again tomorrow!
A cosmo each from the friendly bartender, who is, you guessed it, Irish. (I promise I won't even mention the color that comes to mind when I think of Ireland.)
I am a sucker for an Irish accents and cosmopolitans. They don't have much of either in our little cowboy town. So, sue me. I'm happy.






