Fun out of the sun.


What do you do in Palm Springs in August when it’s about 109 degrees (42 Celsius). You go to Incredible Art Center and take a watercolor collage fun workshop.  You’ll go out with as many collage artworks as you can complete in a few hours, get to see a side of your own creativity that doesn’t turn up in the mirror.  Fun fact on this one:  it’s not necessarily the five-year olds (who are actually a smidge young for the class, more on attention span/energy level than ability) who make all the mess – it was the adults!  And I was included in that list when I upturned a cup of water during cleanup.

See my website page for other classes.

East Jesus Sculpture Garden

Beyond Salvation Mountain, at the back of ‘the last free place’ – i.e.Slab City – is the East Jesus Sculpture Garden.  It was my first visit.  To get there, you have to go through Slab City, hang a left and loop round until you get to the Fork in the Road.

If you get to a fork in the road, take it....

If you get to a fork in the road, take it….

Taking the right path, obviously we arrived at a collection of large scale upcycled assemblage art.  One of my favorites was the life-sized Ele.  I don’t know if it’s officially called that at the moment, but I figure they’ll be working on putting in the phant as materials allow.

Ele - waiting on phant

Ele – waiting on phant

As with all art, it provides something of a different window on the world.

One way of looking at things is always through a bottle. Just sayin.....

One way of looking at things is always through a bottle. Just sayin…..

Overcrowding, sparrow style.

I was taking a fresh glass of water back to the studio and paused to watch a pigeon on the birdbath in the front yard.  I was wondering if I needed to refill it.  As I stood motionless so as not to disturb the pigeon while it was drinking, I was listening to the birdsong all around and realized that one voice was out of place.  A small, high pitched intermittant peep.  After a few moments I located the source, a tiny sparrow chick sitting on the ground.  Waaay to young to be out of the nest.  There are several active nests around my house this year so I went and rescued the child, intending to return him to the box or basket from where he’s come.

sparrow chick

Waay to young to be out on his own.

On the front porch, one nest was empty, two had very young chicks in (one had a chick and an egg) and one nest was incomplete.  I knew that chicks of an almost-fledged aged were in the basket at the side of the garage, and indeed there were three matching siblings.  And a lot*** of poop.

sparrow chicks in nest

Is that two sisters and a brother or two brothers and a sister…

Now that I look closer, I think there are actually five chicks in there.  That tallies with the six eggs I photographed when I first noticed the nest was active.  Very crowded.  But I put the escaped chick back in anyway.  Before I’d gotten down the latter, he plopped back onto the ground under the nest.  I guess he got voted out of the nest, perhaps for being the noisiest.  I think the other nests would not be a good match, he’s so much older than the other chicks and as he’s pretty close to fledging anyway, I figured I’d give it a go. It will probably only take about a week to get him on his own.  I knew there was a reason I kept an old hamster cage.

Must go and feed him again.  Ground up bird seed, flour and honey.  I know, that’s probably not the best thing out there, but it’s the closest thing I have in the house to what he might be given by his parents.  I can see it now.  Mama gets back to the nest.  Hey, where’s Frank?  And five beaks answering back… he drew the short straw…..

Escaping art…escape artist…

Had to laugh at this one…a big red ball – an art installation that was about to be taken down, decided to make a break for freedom. Here’s the video:

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