artcrawl(ing)...
Artcrawl: one day's showcase of artists' work
spread around the old warehouses of downtown Houston.
It was a gray afternoon, rainy and bleak, but I decided to go , mainly to support two friends exhibiting there. Later, I felt that my going was the ultimate proof of friendship! Oh well...
Although the weather was kind of miserable, it seems that I was the only one to notice it! On one hand the traffic, the crowds, the total lack of parking space, on the other me, THE only one needing an umbrella, a rain coat, and a scarf around my neck, desperately circling one way streets, trying to be at the right split second at the right place, to claim the tiniest space to park my car! I had to demonstrate my super parking skills, while trying to look cool and parallel park in a just about the length of my car gap in between SUVs and monster pickup trucks... Well, I succeeded, I showed my face where it counted, I was totally impressed and proud of my friends' art presence, and on the way back to my squeezed tight parked car, I took these photographs of art generously displayed for all (or a few like me... ) to see: graffiti on a metal wall, and weathered walls of just about to collapse old dwellings, covered with rust, mold and peeling paint, glistening in the afternoon's cool and windy rain. Oh, how much I love these so unexpected simple, beautiful sights!
spread around the old warehouses of downtown Houston.
It was a gray afternoon, rainy and bleak, but I decided to go , mainly to support two friends exhibiting there. Later, I felt that my going was the ultimate proof of friendship! Oh well...
Although the weather was kind of miserable, it seems that I was the only one to notice it! On one hand the traffic, the crowds, the total lack of parking space, on the other me, THE only one needing an umbrella, a rain coat, and a scarf around my neck, desperately circling one way streets, trying to be at the right split second at the right place, to claim the tiniest space to park my car! I had to demonstrate my super parking skills, while trying to look cool and parallel park in a just about the length of my car gap in between SUVs and monster pickup trucks... Well, I succeeded, I showed my face where it counted, I was totally impressed and proud of my friends' art presence, and on the way back to my squeezed tight parked car, I took these photographs of art generously displayed for all (or a few like me... ) to see: graffiti on a metal wall, and weathered walls of just about to collapse old dwellings, covered with rust, mold and peeling paint, glistening in the afternoon's cool and windy rain. Oh, how much I love these so unexpected simple, beautiful sights!
I love your prose and the story you weave. It was a pleasure to read. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHave a great Sunday,
Egmont
I enjoyed your post.Good post.
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