Gestalt

Any changes???? This is supposed to be the "personality" of the exhibition.

To your right, vendors are yelling, bartering with each other. With a quick turn of your head you see a woman beating the rugs hanging from the lines of her tent. A small child tugs at your leg toting a basket of bright red flowers. Kids run through the street yelling at one another. You stop to smell incense lining a table in their own individual blue boxes, and see the oranges and purples of vegetables on the stand ahead. The rich colors and activity of people around you is stimulating your curiosity, but you move on so you can take in everything. You’re looking for something that will tell a good story.

The marketplace is just beginning to awake in the morning light, and you can feel the warmth of the sun, and the number of bodies beginning to fill the bizarre. The sun reflects off the numerous metallic objects hanging, waiting to be purchased. Objects are stored in jars, boxes and cabinets. Drawers are waiting to be opened. You begin to feel overwhelmed when you notice a religious icon that will fit in your growing collection. The inevitable hunt for this trophy has been won.