Another arts festival weekend


Spent the weekend at the 61st annual Coconut Grove Arts Festival. Went with friends on Saturday and another group on Sunday.

Ran into so many people I hadn’t seen for awhile. Was really a great time.

For the locals, it’s more about the comradery than the art, although we all love seeing and buying art. But it sort of reminds me of NYC, where the locals spot and see each other in the crowds of tourists and the tourists sort of blur into the background and the locals have the city for themselves.

The fun part is that we know some of the artists exhibiting and we visit with them as we all mix and mingle around the festival. We eat, drink (love the old fashioned English tea cafe where I had scones and tea, as I do every year) and enjoy the art. We always end up at the cafe and sit around and talk and laugh for an hour or so, in the midst of the show.

Since I had not seen some people for some time, I may have talked some ears off. I was talking to one guy who works for the festival, he was in a golf cart. He was attempting to drive away as I was talking. I said to him, “Did you hear what I said?” He said, “Yes.” I responded, “I don’t think you did, because you almost ran over my foot.”

Good times.

Today is the final day. I may or may not attend, I’m sort of worn out from non-stop action on Saturday and Sunday.

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Beaux Arts Festival: Art and Food

Went with friends to the Beaux Arts Festival this past weekend, held on the University of Miami campus. It’s the beginning of the arts festival season in Miami, if you don’t count Art Basel, which is at the beginning of December. I missed Basel this year, I was in New York.

The Miami Beach Art Deco Festival was this past weekend, too, which I usually never miss, but I didn’t attend that this year, either.

I’m just a tire kicker – a friend called me that yesterday at Beaux Arts, when I approached his art booth. He sells beautiful photographs he takes.

I’m not sure why I don’t buy a lot of art. I guess it started when I covered the news, which was for 15 years – I was too busy trying to “get the story,” that I didn’t shop around for art. But I don’t really have much wall space where I live, it’s mostly windows.

I do buy sculptures and things like that at times, but not much wall art.

Since I stopped editing the daily news, people think I left town. When I was doing the news, I was at everything every day. It was too much really, but it was my job – morning, noon and night, I was there getting the story and photos. Now I don’t do much in town.

Now when people see me, they say, “You’re back!” And I have to tell them I never left. So, there was a lot of that this weekend. I end up talking to some people and my friends who I arrive with scatter, and they end up talking to people they run into, and it goes like that.

A couple of weeks ago there was a parade in town. We all started out together and by the end, we were in different parts of the village hanging out with others watching the parade from our usual/favorite spots.

We mostly eat our way through these festivals, it’s almost like a food festival with art for many of us.

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