Shannon and I have participated in the Lake Worth Street Painting Festival three times when we were still living in south Florida. Here was one of our first conversations about trying to go back. It was a really great experience and we loved doing it. (Here's the one from 2008) Since moving away, me to Boston and her to IL, we've been talking about going back specifically to do the fest again.
This year we finally made it happen. It was a great weekend! Libby hosted me and Taylor hosted Shannon. I arrived on a Thursday and was able to catch up with my friend Ellen over dinner that night. On Friday, Shannon, Libby and I went for a hip breakfast to meet Libby's friend Meggie who was also participating in the festival and wanted to pick out brains. Not that there was much to pick. While a lot of people use the entire weekend to work on their elaborate piece (the woman stationed next to us was doing, no joke, the Sistine Chapel), Shannon and I generally make it out goal to do something that's fun, manageable, recognizable, and gets us to lunch at Toojays by 1.
We did some shopping in preparation for a really nice gathering Libby hosted of Post people, and in the afternoon I had lunch with Thomas. It was really great to see him and catch up after over six years!
Saturday morning, Shannon and I headed over to Lake Worth. The application process was more involved this year. We had to send a screen grab of the art we were doing, a sketch of the screen grab, and to give ourselves an extra edge, we sent pictures of past works we'd done. We were relieved to get accepted eventually (we would be guaranteed a spot of we sponsored ourselves, but I was too cheap to do it).
The scene we chose was from an animated movie called The Book of Life. Neither of us have seen it but we could see it was visually very cool, with it's theme of Day of the Dead. Our character was a dramatic woman with a giant hat. In the end, we got rid of the hat, convinced we wouldn't actually have enough chalk in the end to pull it off and make it look good. So, we improvised and we were pretty happy with the results (although looking at it now I see my flower is sort of floating BY her head rather than resting on her ear, but whatever. We're not artists. We're chalk drawers, we decided.
We also decided we needed to make this a yearly tradition.
Saturday we had a really nice Indian meal and Sunday, Libby and I went down to Miami to a neighborhood called Winwood, where public art abounds!
|yummy Friday morning breakfast|
|Only in Florida!|
|angry baby mural|