White tents flapping in the wind, br audience claps to sounds of violins. br Air carries chatter across green grass, br children playfully run and laugh. br br Inside tents artists strive br with crafts they've brought to life, br as scudding clouds momentarily hide br that sun which eternally shines. br br Art emerges in wood and stone br in paint or pots or cloth that's wove br and there appears His smile br as the artists seeming labour all the while.