This is what is on my mind lately. I'm going to ArtFest at the end of March. I have been so busy with the "stuff I have to do that sucks" list that I haven't really been thinking about it. But, it is right around the corner, so I have to start getting my act together.
I read about ArtFest a couple of years back on Ali's blog. It sounded wonderful and life changing. I vowed to go one day. To get accepted into the fun, you have to snail mail your application by a certain date in September. Then it is first come, first served. So you wait to find out if you got in and if you got the classes you wanted.
A bright spot in my mental breakdown of 2009 is that I got accepted into ArtFest.
I find it strange, but it has brought up several issues for me. The first of which is that it is in Port Townsend, Washington. I fly into the Seattle/Tacoma airport. That is the Pacific Northwest people! The closest I have been to there is San Francisco. Flying out there is long and expensive.
I'm going to be way too open with you here internet and tell you that I am nervous about going all the way out there. What is up with that???
Last year when I went to London alone, I didn't think twice about it. Actually, I don't recall ever being nervous about visiting a new place. This isn't a strange foreign country. It is the USA for goodness sake. I live here. I speak the language (mostly). I know the currency. I know how to use the dang phone!
I've really been exploring these feelings of anxiety and I think I have finally come up with an answer.
It's Bigfoot. Yes, I mean Sasquatch. Everybody knows that Bigfoot lives in the Pacific Northwest. Heck, they even have a big music festival named after him. I have been afraid of Bigfoot since I was a little girl. Remember that grainy video that they used to show of him walking away from the camera? I do. The above photo is a still shot from that video.
I remember that I never wanted to sleep next to the window in my room because I knew that Bigfoot was going to come in, swoop me up and take me away. Of course, I also thought (after seeing the movie) that Jaws was under my bed. I used to have to run from my doorway and leap into my bed so that my feet didn't get close to under the bed. Jaws would have bitten them off, you see.
Not such a funny commercial to me!
You know what internet? I think I may be sharing too much information (like you used to just think I was crazy in a funny way, but now you think I am really crazy). So I am going to stop writing about my childhood fears that have resurfaced in my adulthood.
There are other things I am nervous about when it comes to ArtFest. I'll share them all at some point. This post is getting pretty long already.
P.S. You know what also lives in the Pacific Northwest?? Vampires! Didn't you see Twilight? I know I won't encounter a good looking vampire like Edward Cullen. I will run into one of the scary ones that will suck out all my blood and leave me for dead in the middle of a giant forest.
You crack me up.... Here is where I am going to pretend that you are totally crazy (and not in a funny way) and that I have never had any weird fears at all ever....yep. true story.
I know you will have a FANTASTIC time at artfest & am mega jealous.
Posted by: ANKESC | February 26, 2010 at 11:04 PM
You are too funny. I lived in the Pacific Northwest for 22 years and I only had a run-in with Bigfoot one time, and he just wanted a banana. And vampires avoid you if you eat a lot of garlic, so stock up.
:P
Wish I were going with you! You will have SO much fun and you will be FINE. :)
Posted by: Cameron | February 28, 2010 at 02:01 PM
The Pacific Northwest has always kinda scared me too! Maybe it is thinking about fog and rain and lots of dark forests. I am sure that it will be beautiful and you will have lots of fun!
Posted by: leesa salazar | March 01, 2010 at 04:47 PM