13: Out of the Paint by Numbers Box
1. Ziggy Marley’s people have checked out this blog. I was told that by a Floydfest staffer after I signed an agreement in order to be in the media pit and take pictures when he played Floydfest on Friday night.
2. He and/or his people were also in the Festival’s new Revolution Juice and Grateful Bread yurt because someone posted a picture on his Facebook page of the menu that included a smoothie called “The Ziggy Marley.” The drink was made of mango, watermelon, ginger, lime and coconut water.
3. After four days of the Floydfest lifestyle, I miss it when it’s over but, but I’m also feeling the truth in Elbert Hubbard’s quote “No man needs a vacation so much as the man who has just had one.”
4. When I’m tired, rest doesn’t penetrate. It rolls right off like water rolls off gortex.
5. I loved when Ziggy sang his father’s song, but even more, I loved his Conscious Party songs. All I could think about when he performed those songs was Joe and I walking in St. Croix in 1988 after drinking Bailey Coladas at a shack bar on the beach. Joe was on the island re-building after Hurricane Hugo, and I had come to visit. We were in love, strutting up the street, just a little drunk, and swinging a boombox that was playing Conscious Party at full volume. More HERE.
6. Covering the festival’s first Revolution Style fashion show was right up my alley, or should I say, right up my runway. I’ve actually done runway modeling in the past, long ago in Boston and more than once, a fact I had forgotten until just now.
7. And it’s not the first fashion show I’ve covered. HERE’S a show I covered featuring Floyd fashions in 2008, another in 2009 HERE and one in 2011 HERE.
8. My blog friend Tabor had a post with beefcake in the title and I actually thought it was going to be about food.
9. In my world abs are alphabet letters and “there’s an app for that” makes me think about restaurant appetizers.
10. Title of a story in our local paper on the Farmers Market that caught my eye: Lettuce Turnip the Beet.
11. The paint box pictured above is one that was used at the teen Imagine Tent at Floydfest for spray painting during my son’s collage journaling workshop. Before it was used for that it was a raccoon trap, part of an obstacle course and a fort. See another incarnation of the box HERE.
12. I shop for words / as though the dictionary was a catalog / of women’s clothes or shoes / As though the folded over corners / of favorite words on pages / were the edited alliterations / of hemmed skirts. The rest of this poem is HERE.
13. THIS poem was made in America
Post Notes: This post featured art found at Floydfest, all of which (except for the bus shot) were found at the Imgaine Teen Tent at my son Josh Collage Journaling workshop______Thirteen Thursday
July 31st, 2014 2:12 am
Sounds like you had a great time. You lucky bug.
I love #12
July 31st, 2014 5:39 am
This sentence, in isolation, takes on a totally different meaning–one that makes me fear you:
“Joe was on the island re-building after Hurricane Hugo and I had come to visit.”
I keep telling My Beloved Sandra that we need to visit Floyd.
July 31st, 2014 6:06 am
Beautiful paintings, and Floydfest sounds like great fun!
July 31st, 2014 7:56 am
#12 so good and true
July 31st, 2014 9:59 am
Floydfest sounds like a wonderful event. I really like the Elbert Hubbard quote. 🙂
July 31st, 2014 10:24 am
Love the headline in #10. My favorite Ziggy Marley song is “True to Myself.” Mine: Concerts on the Square
July 31st, 2014 11:57 am
Did that painted box ever catch a raccoon? We had a mother raccoon who had 4 babies. Oz caught them and released them elsewhere. The mother ended up getting killed crossing the street in front of our house.
Next thing you know, a skunk was in the trap. That’s another story. Remind you to tell you someday.
July 31st, 2014 12:15 pm
The boys made the trap and it was more fantasy than reality. Always happy to see your comments, Kath.
Ha, Ron. Never dated a Hugo so I think I’ll add a comma to distance myself!
July 31st, 2014 4:59 pm
Wow, a model. You go girl. I’m glad you had a good time.
August 1st, 2014 5:50 am
So you got close to Ziggy Marley and you mention me…is that a six degrees of separation thing?
August 1st, 2014 9:54 am
Ha! I love your thinking, Tabor.
August 5th, 2014 10:50 am
>When I’m tired, rest doesn’t penetrate. It rolls right off like water rolls off gortex.
nicely put. that’s a deep abiding tired.
August 7th, 2014 1:02 pm
I love the freedom of the paint. Always makes me smile.