After the Rain Came Down . . .

I had a completely different post idea in mind after hearing a bit on the radio about the selling price for Edvard Munch's The Scream at auction last week.  The follow up question on the news piece was "if money were no object, what piece of art would you buy?"  The show host responded with the pyramids, but then pondered if they were art  . . . or a funeral home.  What is art anyways?

Let's start with more conventional . . . We hit up First Friday on Tennyson St. on Friday night to check out a couple of the galleries to see what they were showing.  One featured photos taken out of a car window with various shutter effects.  A couple of the shots were interesting, but the rest looked like, shocker . . . blurry bands of color.  It was interesting for me to get out and about in a n-hood where I work.  I only saw about 15 people that I know from the shop.  I also had a chance to finally sample the pizza at Hops & Pie which has been on my list of places to visit.

Saturday, we made it back up to the Highlands for Brian's graduation party.  Since it was the night of the Supermoon, a rooftop party was perfectly timed . . . along with the Kentucky Derby and Cinco de Mayo.

The light towards the end of the day made downtown look really cool, I don't think the camera phone does it justice.  Thank goodness for smart phone apps though, the Google Sky Map gave pretty clear indication where we would be able to spot the Supermoon rising, cape and all.

It also made for some great shots for our very own art project.  Upon spotting a bowl of gummy bears amongst the party fare, I reminisced about the good old days of licking gummy bears and sticking them to things.  What started as a joke (and eventually migrated back to being a joke before returning to high art) became a thing of wonder and beauty . . . our first concept piece:

Fun with focus and aperture adjustment:

This one ended up being a really cool shot after much discussion on how to set it up.  I would have liked to taken some pictures towards the church on Federal or North High, but this came out very nicely:

Back to being, dare I say, juvenile:

With the exception of some bears placed in undisclosed locations, the evening's art workshop came to an end when the wind and impending rain forced us to move inside.  We held a few gummy bears in reserve for one last piece, but riding home was a pretty muted event given the rain and emergency stop at My Brother's Bar to seek shelter . . . and french fries.

The project was completed Sunday morning, but not as originally planned.  South Pearl Street provided plenty of opportunity, but I couldn't resist the opportunity offered up by the front window of Ototo:

Dempsey got into the spirit of things too.  I was hoping for performance art . . . "sacrifice of the red gummy" . . .

The next morning, after a night of rain, the piece was still intact:

Later this afternoon though, we had a casualty.  I think the red bear is trying to escape before Dempsey returns hungry.

This was one of the more fun weekends out I have had in a while.  Too much work and no play . . . blah, blah, blah.  It does make everything more fun having a good partner in crime.