“Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.” – Oscar Wilde. While I wouldn’t go as far as to call myself an “artist”, I do like to try my hand at the expression they’ve dubbed “art” every now and again. And while I’ve had some pretty embarrassing attempts, this one takes the cake. I woke up this morning with a vision in my mind and a mild temperature of 75 degrees lingering in the air. With a storm approaching, I figured now would be a great time to execute it, so if the result was less than satisfactory, it would be gone by morning… thank goodness. While the conditions seemed ideal at the time, it turns out that our sidewalk chalk decided to go AWOL for this mission (and I don’t blame it now). As a result, I had a palette of 6 colors: blue, yellow, orange, pink, red, and green. With my shrunken army, I marched outside, picked a big slab of concrete, and began my work. From the beginning it was an uphill battle. The silhouette wasn’t right, the hair wasn’t the right color, and I needed more variation. I gave it my best shot, but I abandoned the scene after 45 minutes of trying to work with it. I call it, “A Midsummer’s Nightmare”. In the end, I discovered I won’t be the next big thing in sidewalk art, but that’s okay.
Love & Summer,