With a K: Passport to the Arts

This was not my idea. A couple of years ago, Becky and Juliet did this thing called passport to the arts and blah blah blah they had a great time. They did invite me, but I didn't go. Not sure if I was busy or just not interested. Juliet tried to get me to go with her last year when Becky was in DC but again, I was probably busy or not interested. However, this year, everyone was here and I agreed. Or not busy.

What is passport to the arts? It is like a progressive party going to areas around Clemson to showcase the different types of art. For a small town, we do have a lot of art. It ended up being a great time, although we were one of the youngest there. We started in Patrick Square and food was catered by Rick Erwin. Some old guy started telling us dirty jokes. Luckily, the art was there to provide and escape.

I wasn't sure if I was allowed to take pictures of the art, so I had to strategically pose Juliet.

Oh look. Hair. Huh.

It wasn't long before these girls got crazy. Juliet started vandilizing by making a list to get mexican food.

We got on the bus to the next stop and there was entertainment. Don't let anyone tell you that you can't play guitar on a moving bus.

The next stop was the dessert stop. Poor planning on our part. But they had a painting cookies station!

Some of the dessert options. YUM!

More art.

You can buy this picture of some chick doing laundry for $1200. Dude. My sister took pictures of her washer and drier, framed them and hung in her laundry room. Is that art? Its a lot cheaper.

It's Larry Abernathy!

Food at the next stop. Nice.

And the art. Hmmm.

Back on the bus! This lighting is great!

But Becky is always radiant!

At the last stop, we had an assignment to describe the purpose of art. My answer was to record a moment in time whether good, bad, or something. Juliet gave me full credit.