I finished this piece after sitting with it a few days in the park downtown and a few days at the State Fair. I invited people to add positive words to the sides and bottom of the piece. The idea is a vacuum is created by the torrent of hot rhetoric flying out of the head, and sucks in all the positivity applied by citizens. This will either result in a wicked witch of the west scenario or create a changed man. Hopefully.
Kate helped me at my demonstration space at the fair for a bit. I was kept very busy with children wanting to play with clay.
You can imagine I heard quite a few comments with this large portrait of Hillary behind me. The Trump piece was photographed hundreds of times, and about 150 people added words to it over the three days. What amazed me is all the children, even very young children, knew who the candidates are for this election. Is that weird? “Are you for Trump?” “Do you like Hillary?” Really, I don’t feel it’s appropriate to discuss politics with a 7-year old, though not too much different than with your average Trump supporter.
The Nevada City Chamber of Commerce totally dissed me and all the work I do, and showed great disrespect for the huge Coast Redwood and the park by installing these portable toilets in the park for three weeks. They were kept locked except for the three consecutive Wednesday nights that the Chamber hosted: “Summer Nights” otherwise known as “drunken throw your garbage all over town night”. When I objected to their placement in the park, the Chamber claimed it was because health regulations would not allow it near the cheese shop where it was at previous events. This is not true, according to Environmental Health. So, not only does the Chamber do whatever they feel like, they invent things to serve their needs. Meanwhile, all the people who love to sit under this tree on hot summer days are out of luck. But you know, people who spend the most money in town are probably not the types to sit under redwood trees, so who cares if stinky blue plastic boxes take up the whole area?
I guess they thought it was okay ’cause it has such a lovely design. Fits right in.
Another foray to the Golden Era. This time, to support efforts of our local police force and their Canine Unit (portrait at left on shirt). I had the Chief of Police sign it for me.
The single mother goose managed to teach her now-grown baby to fly. It was a tough year for her, losing four goslings and her partner to depredation by coyotes.
They were doing synchronized swimming.
The hawks managed to snag over half of the nine wood duck babies. They have all left the pond now.
A recent visitor. I think the otters come a lot more frequently than I’m aware. This one was quite small.
Finished and submitted these for a political show in Roseville. I should know by early August if the juror thought them worthy of inclusion in the show.