Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

portrait artist sketching


portrait artist sketching
two girls sitting in one chair,
one smiling at me

Two girls sit for their portrait during Artwalk, held every first Friday in and around the town square. The theme for July is Party in the Park. It's a clear, warm evening, so lots of folks turn out.


An entire family sits on one bench to share popcorn and listen to the band.


Teenage boys and girls gather in two groups, close but not yet together.


Two friends chat next to the bench with the statue of a Civil War soldier telling stories to a young boy.


A little boy wears a Frisbee on his head.


A magician amazes a group of children (and their parents) with a rope trick.


A tender moment between mother and son.


A father feeds his baby.


A grandmother holds her granddaughter.


Two boys play with two babies in a stroller.


A girl waits for customers at a concession stand.


A little girl enjoys a drink with two straws.


A toddler in a polka dot dress and shoes holds someone's blue shoe. I wonder whose?


A boy engrossed in playing with a green ball.


Two friends share a cozy moment at Flying Leap Art Gallery on the west side of the square.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

pop cans in their hair





pop cans in their hair,
eyes sparkling with green glitter,
am I going too fast?

We are in the midst of Dog Days, the sultriest days of summer, when Sirius, the brightest star in the constellation Canis Major, dogs the sun. I only wish we could blame the heat wave on a far off star. Still, it was a tad bit cooler for Art Walk, Fairfield's community festival held on the first Friday of every month. On the town square there's live music in the bandstand, food and craft booths, fun activities and lots of socializing. The theme for August is "Bark in the Park," featuring a parade of dogs. This year the Glitter Truck arrived for a new coat of glamour. These two bright stars with shiny pop cans rolled in their hair have been gleefully adding tinsel to the truck as well as sparkle to their eyes. Am I going too fast? Not if you're young at heart.