I love spending gorgeous days outside. Although this Community Art Sunday centered around kids, I nourished my inner child as soon as I walked in by blowing bubbles. At least I started off by blowing them. After a few seconds, I just held up the stick and let the strong wind do most of the work. Next stop was designing my own art advocacy postcard. My heartfelt message was far better than my so-called design: Only cool thing about that card was the juxtaposition of my finger shadows. Nonetheless, I’ve learned from experience that I can seldom go: 1, 2, 3, DRAW! I’m much better at writing on the spot than drawing on the spot. I normally start off overly ambitious. So I drew very simply, which wasn’t at all interesting to look at, but at least I didn’t spend a lot of time drawing a hideous mess. Of course, I had to photograph the homemade mermaid costume. Still not sure what her cause was, but I liked the effort. Here’s another mom of the year, “holding” her son’s pet lizard while he was off playing. Great day to hang out in the sun. This display made my day since I’d previously thought all bees lived in hives. I’d never heard of solitary bees that made nests. I participated in a short field trip to visit the Sustainable Food Center’s sponsored community gardens. Now, if only I had the life-giving touch to grow food or any plant for that matter. I thought I’d be more successful with a nearly indestructible plant, but it lasted about 18 months and its dead potted stem has sat on my balcony for much longer than that.
Those raised beds were for people who wanted to garden without bending over.
I discovered a few years ago that I wasn’t, in fact, allergic to bees; so, I left the tour group to go closer to the aviary. Although the glass walls may have given the bees a sense of being enclosed, there wasn’t a ceiling. This flowered bench was my favorite and actually made me wish I could grow plants. Perhaps when I retire–if that fine day ever comes–I’ll make a sincere gardening effort. I probably would have left after the garden tour, except I’d heard a designer cake was on its way. These two cake decorators have their own TV show on Food Network. I’d love to catch a glimpse of myself in this episode, which will air some time in July. At first, I thought they had a parachuting wombat on the cake, which made no sense at all since there aren’t any calico wombats and clearly it was a parachuting cat. I knew since the whole afternoon was dedicated to kids, I’d have to wait until they and their parents received cake first. People swarmed the table worse than bees. After a while, I noticed that people who had cake remained milling around the table. One of the women in charge of the event also realized that phenomenon and gently shooed them away. That’s when I made my move. I’d only seen one episode of their show, but the cake designers oozed passion and joy as they sliced and served their creation. I had to slow my roll just to take a picture of what I had left of my piece of cake.I asked a friend who happened to stroll by to take our picture.
Next thing I know, the TV cameras swarmed him. I would have loved it if he had broken out with one of his memorized poetry slam pieces right there on the spot. Instead, he enjoyed both the cake and frosting-covered rice Krispy while answering questions.
After dancing forro with a friend, I called it an afternoon well spent and went home to do some art on my own.