Sculpture Show at The Great State Fair of Texas

Here we go again. I worked on one of the spreadsheets for the artists who will be participating this fall in the State Fair of Texas sculpture show today. Cynthia has graciously agreed to co-curate the show with me. I emailed her and said we need to think about closing. Without a single "call to artists" we have 57 committed artists. Many will do two pieces, so this show will be something. Not only "our" totem area in front of the lagoon, but also the walkway to the museum fountain Bob designed or as I prefer to call it "Bob's Fountain", but Melissa, of the Discovery Garden, has offered us places for pieces there. I'm sure Rebecca used her influence for us. I'm talking to Rebecca and hope she's working on the powers that be to name the walkway between the totem area and Bob's Fountain "Sculptor's Way". We again will have sculpture in the landscaped gardens.

I haven't written to you because I had jury duty last week and it wiped me out - daily. I confess, I didn't want to take the time and shame shame on me. The case was important and though the correct answer was obvious to 10 of the 12 jurors, those two made me realize how important it was that I was there. One person abstained. The other voted the other way. Neither could gave a reason that sounded at all credible to me. During juror questioning I was astounded at the antics some of the people went through to get a walk. Thank goodness they walked, we didn't need people like that. Suppose one of them had had a place on the jury? I hate to think the outcome. The lawyers and judge thanked us for doing our duty. No, we should have thanked them for the honor to serve. I've served on juries where the case was frivolous and I became jaded. Shame on me. Long days, long hours and lots of pinching myself during some of the lawyer's ramblings, but a good man had justice served and I'm proud I was part of it.

My baby boy turned 21 today and he came home for a while so we could take him to lunch, Patrizio, of course. I was so proud to tell him my jury story. He heard me complain often enough during the years when I got many jury summons. What a good story to tell on his birthday. He's voted in every election. His jury time is on the way.

White Rock Lake Artists Studio Tour - pictures

More fun on the Tour.  First picture is me with my "tall chair".  Not a great picture, but the flowers are from Steve Stansbury, my oldest friend.  He and I lived across the street from each other in New Iberia, Louisiana when we were children.  He and Alvin never forget my birthday though I forget all their important dates.  I love and adore Steve always.  Back in the 50's when all the parents parented all the children on the block, Mrs. Stansbury was one of the gentle Moms.  Still is, gentle and elegant.  Mr. and Mrs. Stansbury live in the same house they lived in when I was 3 years old and it's familiar every time I walk in the front door.  So many good memories.  The flowers are still smiling at me from the living room.  

Next picture is my teacup and teapot totem garden.  Instead of walking through out front door when we leave and come home, we drive in the back to the garage, so I think of the back as our entrance and decided to do something with the back little garden.  Since I'm not a gardener, but try to get a few things growing, I find the teacups and teapot totems never wilt, droop or die.

Last, but not least, these are Mel's motorcycle pipes.  He brought them to me 5 years ago (through the front door during our annual Christmas party).  I looked at them all those 5 years, never could see them as sculpture and threw them out.  Bob saw them by the garbage cans and of course came up with the idea for me to weld a base and stand them up.  I put some flowers in the top of the tubes during the tour.  They didn't sell, but look like a million motorcycle bucks.

Tonight Cynthia hosted a Barbaree Babes Birthday Party.  Chere and I both had birthdays Saturday, October 18.  Party was delightful.  I put a moratorium on presents, but Vince had already bought me a birdhouse.  So sweet of him since his birdhouses have all been stolen since the garden tour.  I'll have it hung and birds will be nesting soon.  Glo made Chere and me each one of her wonderful wire animals.  A chicken, of course, for Chere and a squirrel for me.  I'll treasure the birdhouse and squirrel.  Both so perfect for me.  Many wonderful cards.  Laurie couldn't make the party.  Her beautiful 18 year old cat, Odie, died and she is in mourning.  We all understand and send much love to her.

Cynthia's house looks better every time I visit.  I will put a picture of the welded flower she gave me for my birthday on the blog soon.  She's really got something there with her flowers.S  She welded a small bottle tree for her counter.  It's right under a light so the colored bottles sparkle.   Did I remember to  bring a camera to the Chere and Babette Babe birthday party?  Nooooooooooo

Randall's Music Garden, Randall's Totem Garden

Yesterday I ran into 3 different people who'd been to the State Fair and saw either Randall's Music Garden at Bob's Museum Fountain or Randall's Music Totem at the Totem Garden at the lagoon, next to the bird show..  All 3 saw one but not the other.  Here's pictures and directions.  Maybe that will help.  More pictures of artist's sculptures to come.