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May 25, 2007

The Revolution Continues

All sorts of things have happened this afternoon. Not long after declaring that I was not fit to trace, Robbi had a sudden realization of the sheer volume of tracing that lay ahead and declared that I was, in fact, fit to trace. And so I traced.

Tracing up high was less exasperating than tracing down low. I found myself grumbling less, though I still did not enjoy myself.

Iggy and Dennis reached a state of detente.

In the wake of my successful tracing on high, I was once again asked to trace down low.

I grumbled.

I earned a stern look.

As penance, I was forced to pose like this while Robbi drew a picture of a man digging a hole.

The significance of the pose will become clear as the mural progresses. In this mural an enormous hole is dug and then filled in again. As an object lesson in the futility of our actions. This mural has a depressing message. And so we use cheerful colors to mitigate the gloom.

After finishing the tracing, I masked.

After finishing the masking, we ate lunch.

By "we" I mean everyone but Iggy, who does not get lunch. Much to her consternation.

Energized by pizza, we decided to paint. In addition to cheerful colors, the mural has a preponderance of brown. To make brown, Robbi had to mix yellow, red, and black. One of the things I love best about Robbi iis that she takes notice of the small wonderful things that sometimes happen accidentally. Like this.

We began to paint. Perhaps inspired by Understanding Traffic, we populated the mural with many cars.

I started painting the brown cars.

And Robbi started painting the colorful cars. Apparently brown is for painting amateurs.

I kind of enjoyed painting those brown cars.

Here is the second "progress" shot.

The angle we chose is not favorable for showing the progress we've made so far. Our goal is to have the two columns of cars completed tonight. Tomorrow is the Saturday of Tea Party. Tomorrow the flood of humanity will be streaming in and out of those doors. Perhaps you will be among that flood.


Posted by bogenamp at May 25, 2007 07:13 PM