Why I’m Not Going to the Gold Rush Festival

A few weeks ago, I spent some time visiting the Goldrush Festival in Las Vegas.

This was my first trip to the festival since returning from a two-week trip to London in July.

The event, billed as the world’s largest art fair, is held in a city that I have never been to.

The theme of the festival is the art of the unknown, and the organizers are hoping to tap into the art and history of the American West to draw in a new generation of art collectors.

I was invited to attend the opening of the Festival and was impressed with the many artists who participated.

I found myself drawn to a few of them, but I was struck by how many of the other artists I saw had no idea of what they were doing.

A lot of them seemed to be just walking around.

They were just being creative, and that was the most interesting part.

The other surprise was that they were all wearing hoodies.

That’s a huge difference from previous years, when I’ve seen artists in hoodies at the festival.

I was very impressed with how the artists performed, but there were also a few surprises.

A few of the artists I’d been hearing about for years had never made it to the Festival, so I was pleasantly surprised to see the work of many artists at the Festival.

The biggest surprise was how many artists were not in attendance to attend.

That was also a surprise.

A couple of the artist’s were there for a few days to try to finish a project.

It was a bit of a surprise that a lot of the people who were there were just going to go home, which is a little strange.

There was a lot going on, but it was interesting to see what was happening behind the scenes.

The artists and the artists who were not there were very professional, which was nice to see.

The festival also attracted a lot more tourists, which also helped draw more people to the area.

The artist who was not there for some time, who I will call “Paddy,” had some really good work in progress.

He has some amazing sculptures in progress, and he was one of the only people in attendance.

The other artist, “Ethan,” was in the studio, but he was not in the booth at the time of the show.

He was out there on the sidewalk, and was just sitting there.

I had a chance to interview Ethan a little bit before I left.

He said that he was in an art class at the University of Nevada, Reno, when he was 14.

I asked him what he was doing in his art class, and Ethan said he was trying to get his high school diploma.

That led me to ask what grade he was taking, because I wanted to know what grade Ethan was taking to be a teacher.

He responded, “Well, I think I’m gonna take a class on art history.”

He was very confident about his art, and I found him very open to the possibility of being a teacher, which I found very interesting.

That kind of confidence is a key aspect to making art.

So I told Ethan, I want to know if you’re a teacher or not.

He went into his studio and showed me some drawings, but when I looked at the work, I didn’t think it was art.

He started to explain that he has been working on a piece of paper with a pencil, and then he put the pencil on paper, and started to sketch.

He did not have a pencil at hand at that time, so he had to draw with his bare hands.

He then went back to his drawing, and it was this blank canvas, and when I turned it over, it was the only thing there was.

I thought, “Wow, this is a real work of art.”

He had the piece in his studio, and his art teacher said, “You have to bring the pencil to the show.”

That was the last time I ever saw Ethan.

A few days later, Ethan contacted me to see if I was interested in being a guest artist on a project for his project.

He explained that he had just moved back to Las Vegas from a job in New York, and after the move, he needed a place to live.

He wanted to do a piece that would showcase his home and the culture that surrounds it, so it would be a place for him to have his art and his family to come to.

So, Ethan asked if I would be interested in coming to the first day of the event.

I agreed, and we started talking about what the project was.

We talked for a little while about his artwork, and about what kind of project it would entail.

I knew what I wanted for it: a piece about a man who lived in a cabin with his son.

Ethan explained that this was his art project, and one that he really enjoyed doing, so there would be no money involved. He had