Tales from the field #12

This little tale isn’t really about art fairs or galleries – but it was kind of in a field, and tickled my silly sense of humor to the extent that I wanted to share.  Last weekend D and I spent some time at Lake Cuyamaca.  One of my favorite activities is to walk across the top end of the lake, next to the meadow, over towards the forest.  From there, there are a lot of options for wandering and discovering nature.

Talking of nature, there’s a last-chance for the call of nature before you set off.

porta potty

I just love the half moon over the door.

But let’s take a closer look at that sign.  It isn’t a man, or a woman or even a disabled sign (not that this particular potty could accommodate a wheelchair, but the path leading to it wouldn’t be easy for a wheelchair anyway).  It’s a white label that’s peeled off into the shape of someone taking a seat!

porta potty sign

Just in case you were unsure what this room was for.

Summer viewing….

East Jesus Sculpture Garden in Slab City

One of the artworks at the East Jesus Sculpture Garden in Slab City (by Niland), California. Perhaps best leave this one until the fall.

Just when you thought it was safe to take a stay-cation and relax in front of the tv, ArtNet recommends a lot of travel-worthy art museums to visit.

(And just in case you were wondering, no, my refracturing technique is not a copy of David Hockney’s photo collage technique, despite some of the similarities in appearance.)

If nothing is close enough to go to, maybe there’s one closer!