Hot and Slow=High Quality

Where have I heard that before?  Anyway, those were the conditions at the Brooklyn Flea on Saturday. I didn't sell very much on the day, but I've learned that the cash in my pocket at the end of a day at the Flea isn't necessarily the final word.  On the slower days I end up having much longer conversations with folks about what I do and what they need.  This often results in emails bearing commissions, one or two weeks later.  Slower days at the Flea also mean a less frenetic pace for the shoppers.  I think the crowd that buys my stuff, a little older, a little more established, are often, on busy Flea days, just about ready to pull the claustrophobia rip cord by the time they get to my booth.  On slower days, they still have some mental energy left with which to picture their homes and how my stuff would fit in.