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Arts Goggle Impressed

Spring Arts Goggle last weekend was hyper-local in an awesome way. I brought four girlfriends with me that had never been, and we all had a great time.

We got there about 5:30 p.m. and walked straight to the Wiener Man food truck for a snack. After all, we were going to be walking all night and needed fuel. All four of us thoroughly enjoyed our order. The crowd started to build and bands played on Magnolia as we ate our artisan hot dogs on a bench in front of Avoca.

Next we stopped at The Usual to wash our hands and grab a drink. (You must try the Jimador's Revenge or Moscow Mule cocktails.) When we stepped out 40 minutes later, the crowd multiplied and the scene was bustling on Magnolia.

After a few stops and distractions, we arrived to a kaleidoscope of booths filled with clothes, hand-shaped glass beads, drawings, paintings, doggie beds and vintage jewelry that dotted the closed-off street. Everything was affordable, which was so fun because we could actually purchase things.

I bought two pairs of vintage-inspired handmade earrings from Fitzy Sparrow and a color pencil drawing from Yvonne Wilson.  I even had my face painted with stars and glitter by a local artist. The best part was that I didn't spend more than $40 on everything.

I loved that all of the artwork and bands were local.  Some of it was fantastic. Not everything was great — there was definitely some art that I preferred never to see again, but that's not what this event was about. It supported local talent and a great new scene in Fort Worth. It made me happy to look around and watch one of Fort Worth's babies (the South Side renaissance) grow in action.

We took Molly the Trolley back to Magnolia and headed to the local vegan diner (Spiral Diner) for a late dinner. We told stories, laughed and stuffed our faces. My crush on the South Side is definitely growing after this event.




From a dude's backpack at Arts Goggle
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