Midland Beach brushed last night with Staten Island’s Art Fair, coloring NYC’s spring by the shore. Curator Tariq Evans hung oils as 300 shopped, a $5 entry fest of strokes. It’s borough hues—pure SI vibe, canvases hot. A kid nabbed a sketch; a pro bagged a frame. ‘Staten arts—this is it,’ Evans says, hanging works. The sand turned gallery.
The fair’s fresh—April 2’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stalls by noon. Evans, a St. George painter; last night’s crowd hit max—colors popped. A latecomer nabbed a spot; cash buzzed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—art ruled. #SIArtFair trended; Bronx wants a brush.
Some griped—’Too windy,’ sniped a buyer, dodging gusts. Space squeezed—latecomers stood; beauty held. A frame tipped—righted quick; sales rolled. Manhattan wants a slice, but Midland owns it—hues rule. The beach’s never painted so bold.
Evans hints at a monthly run, maybe a pier if spring bites. ‘NYC’s soul—this paints it,’ he says, packing frames. The fair’s a Staten win—grit meets hue. It’s an art rush; catch the next. Bring a bag—works call.