Flushing creased last night with Queens’ Origami Fair, shaping NYC’s spring at a Main Street hall. Folder Tariq Evans taught cranes as 200 bent, a $10 ticket fest of paper. It’s borough craft—pure Queens vibe, sheets hot. A kid botched a frog; a pro flipped a swan. ‘Queens folds—this is it,’ Evans says, stacking squares. The room turned workshop.
The fair’s fresh—March 16’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing tables by noon. Evans, a Corona creaser; last night’s crowd hit max—paper rustled. A latecomer nabbed a stack; cuts flew—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—folds ruled. #QueensOrigami trended; Brooklyn wants a sheet.
Some griped—’Too fiddly,’ sniped a newbie, dodging tears. Space pinched—latecomers stood; art held. A rival’s pitching a LIC fold, splitting creases. Still, 300 stayed—shapes reigned. Flushing’s never folded so bold.
Evans hints at a monthly run, maybe a contest if spring bites. ‘NYC’s hands—this crafts it,’ he says, packing stacks. The fair’s a Queens win—grit meets fold. It’s an origami rush; catch the next. Bring a square—lines call.