Artsy Agenda

Beginning on Monday and continuing until the start of school, a friend and I have planned out a plethera of artistic endeavors with which we can enjoy the end of the summer.

Here are some of this week's plans:

Tye-dying

Photography at the park

Friendship bracelets

Baking banana bread (truly, an art form for some)

Walking barefoot outside (again, artsy)

Actually, those were only the plans from the past two days. Does it sound like I've been having loads of fun in artistic expression?! In reality, we never got around to doing any of these things because of late hours at work and more pressing responsibilities than leisure.

On today's agenda, we had thrift shopping for vintage apparel. I believe this adventure is actually quite high in priority- I don't think we can afford to blow it off. You see, we have noticed a startling pattern: We looked like schlubs at the Corn Hill Arts Fest and seemed to be schmucks at the Park Ave Fest. We hope to feel like we fit in more than bell-bottoms in a crowd of skinnies or denim in a sea of neon. Thus, I believe I will make it to Godiva's Vintage Thrift Shop today with my friend.

Image thanks to Nature Graffiti's Blog

I will let you know if I can pull off the artsy look ;)

Happenstance

This weekend was unforseen. I was actually planning on going ice skating and to a hot air balloon show. It turns out that ice skating rinks are closed in the summer and that the hot air balloon festival was in Bristol, England, and not in Bristol, New York. These two minor details escaped both myself and the groups of people with whom these events were being planned.

Instead, I had dinner with a friend before she left town and an unexpected excursion with my mother and her friends.


This is my accidental adventure as documented in photos:

 

Mott's Apple Mash

On Saturday, a carload of friends and I drove by the Mott's Applesauce Factory in Williamson, NY. Since I have been living on campus, I had altogether missed the latest news on Mott's. Factory workers have been on strike outside of Mott's for quite some time. We drive by on day 76 of the strike. I'm sure the group is still out there today, day 78, under their tent with their picket signs, rallying against corporate greed.

Mott's has already filled the minimum-wage factory line job positions that were left empty by the protesters.

I'm not sure who is being more silly: the dozens of workers continuing to set up camp outside of the Mott's factory while Mott's continues business as usual or me and my friends who swiftly pulled off the road to run and pose with the giant inflatable rat that the protesters had set up outside the factory. We moved so quickly that the picketers couldn't approach us!

Dance Like an Egyptian (way oh way oh way...)

Tonight I celebrated my friend Deena's graduation
Along with a mostly Egyptian population

I quickly developed a fascination

For the Egyptian dance formations

I was told, "In the hips lay the key to the stance"

And to shake them a lot if I wished to advance

But in the end, my attempts at this dance

Got me caught in a bad romance

Went for a Walk Today

Things that fluff or fly or both:

Chipmunks make a chirping hiccup sound.

It is times like this that I appreciate 16x zoom.

This bug liked my shirt. He looks like Voldemort, doesn't he?

Maybe it's an eighth horocrux?

Squirrel hears that Danforth is open again.

Japanese Beetle destroys Rose.

Red Admiral Butterfly-- found him in my butterfly book!

Blurry wood pecker will not hold still for a photo.