The Bluff Park Art Show has become one of my very favorite events of the year. The previous owners of our house were huge supporters of the Bluff Park Art Association, so either I'm just desperate for a story angle, or their spirit has rubbed off on me. I've heard the house was full of amazing original art, much of which was gifted back to the association by their estate. I would have loved to have seen it all.
The night before the show, Owen told Scott he wanted to find a snake to hang on his wall. Lo and behold, Bebo the Folk Artist came through for him. I think Owen won him over with the super hero shirt. He even insisted on signing the piece to Owen.
Owen spent the rest of the afternoon wielding the artwork like a weapon. Scott and I made off well with three purchases too. I asked Scott to snap that shot of Owen and me heading out with our loot because I thought we looked pretty funny with so much stuff. But looking at it now, all I see is that rhino art sure makes my hips look wide. ;)
The light in our house is awful, so I went out in my PJs this morning and took pictures in the yard. Pretentious or just dedicated?
Bill Hill, "The Rarest of All Rare Rhinocerus [sic]; the Wrapped Norwegian Blue"