After returning from the beach we went to the Festival of Arts. While the community band playing Jr. High-esque tunes lowered the quality of the exhibit, the art itself was awesome. There were over 100 artists represented covering a wide range of mediums.
I loved some of the art like this reflection photo and several other pieces that begged to be stuffed in my pocket and snuck out the back exit...
Curt and I discovered we have the same taste in art which is bloody brilliant. None of that froo-froo scenic crap for us. We want substance! We want statement! We want lack of plaster breast molds that are passed off as art!
| August 17, 2005 07:29pm | 
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