by Katy Brown of
muchacha K handmade
I seek markets. As a maker of handmade things, I cherish markets as a selling venue that connects me to buyers directly, that same way that I am connected with my creative work. Rich countries have markets, poor countries have markets. Apparently they fill a basic human need, because we hold onto them tightly. My most recent market visit was to Marché Jean Talon (Jean Talon Market) in Montreal, QC, in November. This market is primarily a farmer’s market, but there were a handful of vendors selling handmade knitted items, and soaps, and other non-food items as well. The market lives outdoors in the warm months but snuggles itself mostly indoors in the cold. It was about 10 degrees outside that day but you wouldn’t have known it was winter…crowds filled the aisles. And outside, brave vendors sold viande sur baton (meat on a stick), savon (soap) and even, for the native Montrealer, impervious to cold, glace (ice cream). North African market shops ring the central market, their tiny aisles filled with everything magical. Pictured here...some quiet moments amid the market bustle...
I seek markets. As a maker of handmade things, I cherish markets as a selling venue that connects me to buyers directly, that same way that I am connected with my creative work. Rich countries have markets, poor countries have markets. Apparently they fill a basic human need, because we hold onto them tightly. My most recent market visit was to Marché Jean Talon (Jean Talon Market) in Montreal, QC, in November. This market is primarily a farmer’s market, but there were a handful of vendors selling handmade knitted items, and soaps, and other non-food items as well. The market lives outdoors in the warm months but snuggles itself mostly indoors in the cold. It was about 10 degrees outside that day but you wouldn’t have known it was winter…crowds filled the aisles. And outside, brave vendors sold viande sur baton (meat on a stick), savon (soap) and even, for the native Montrealer, impervious to cold, glace (ice cream). North African market shops ring the central market, their tiny aisles filled with everything magical. Pictured here...some quiet moments amid the market bustle...
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