Almost two full months of living in the desert and I am getting the hang of it all.
A little extra water, sunscreen, lotion, hat and I am good to go (and by a little, I mean a lot)
Mission Federal ArtWalk in San Diego was a nice break to hang out in the coastal region (thank you all who came out and bought some art!), but I found myself glad to be back amongst the dry dusty prickly allure of my new town. The art scene here is hoppin. Sure it may not be a well polished, plastic Los Angeles gallery who’s who scene; instead it’s a brash unabashed and free to create without constraints who’s who scene. Just entered a piece for a group show next month (I’ll let you know if I get in) and I look forward to meeting my fellow weirdo artists out here. This town is crawling with them!
Also it’s springtime still, and for the last couple of months the weather has been absolutely lovely with critters going at it and producing the cutest mini-critters, which are now at every turn. I know this weather will not last, the cacti flowers will fade and the intensity of the sun will dramatically increase to hellish levels, but I still love it. It’s so beautiful and peaceful and surprisingly alive in it’s desolateness.
I leave you with a shot of a baby bunny on my front porch.