This was SO fun. Tia, Amy and I took the light rail from the Convention Center to this place. It’s located under a freeway overpass. Artists come to sell their wares, people come to buy artistic stuff. I was SO inspired by all the creativity coursing through the place. I wish I could capture it all… put it in a jar and pull it out to play with it whenever I’m feeling bored or uninspired.

The common thread between all the artists was passion. Some people loved bags. Some loved hats. One person loved silverware. This cute dude loved tops. He was showing his tops and how they worked and it made me happy how excited he was about his cool tops. He was having a great time. It was contagious. Here he is, holding the car I bought for Franklin (I thought a top would be a little difficult for the little dude.)

One of my favorite things was people that took something old and made it new. Like Nicole from Flood Clothing. She took men’s clothing and made the CUTEST hats. And dresses. So original and fun. She was so excited and passionate about what she does. I told her that I’m just not a hat person, I just can’t pull off such a fun hat, and she told me it’s all an attitude. And I believed her. And bought a hat. And WORE it. (granted, it was to a party at church where everyone was wearing a hat, but still…it’s a start…I practice wearing it around my house sometimes, too. I like having it around. It just makes me happy.)

And Lizzy, from Shabby Knapsack. She takes old clothes and makes the funnest (I realize that’s not a proper word, but whatever) layered skirts. I bought one made out of repurposed men’s suits. With a pocket in it. SO fun.

   The whole experience was a total feast for me. The sights (so many colors!), the sounds (a reggae band playing), the smells (food available from every nationality, it seemed), the company… good stuff. I hope to make it back someday.

In conclusion, I think everyone should go to the Portland Saturday Market because it is very fun and nice. The end.