30-Day Blog Love Affair:: Day #25!
We have an event here in Portland called the Last Thursday Art Walk. It started fourteen years ago as a sort of the rebel offspring of the First Thursday Art Walk held in the downtown galleries. It is truly a renegade DIY event in every aspect of the word—equal parts carnival, garage sale, art fair, burning man, protest, karaoke, dance party, art experiment, parade, ______.
It’s a place were performance artists of all sorts, buskers, marching bands, crafters and anyone trying to make a buck merge together in the name of “anything can be considered art” for one colorful evening a month. It’s a place where spontaneous dance parties break out in the street, stilt walkers become almost “normal” and you never really know what you’ll find on the next block. It’s a place where unique expression is celebrated, diverse neighborhood populations merge, and for the most part, everyone seems to have a really good time. Oh, and I’m pretty sure it’s some of the best people watching on the planet.
I just returned home from what felt like the first official Last Thursday of the year (it’s a warm weather event, and tonight was particularly lovely). I’m definitely a little wired from all the stimulation…and perhaps the full moon But, mostly I’m also feeling incredibly grateful for my freaky city where truly anything goes and art is an extension of life itself. We sure are lucky here.
I also want to thank you all for your beautiful heartfelt comments yesterday after my “Blogging about Dating 101″ post. I so loved hearing all your stories of LOVE FOUND!
Hurray for love.
Hurray for art.
Hurray for you.