from my day in May

Wilmington has been hopping this week!
The biggest and most exciting thing has been the PGA tournament.
Then there is the TV series convention, one that was filmed here as well as several graduations.
Some of this chilly morning I spent on an art thing - naturally. The artists who painted outside this week brought their paintings to a small park where they were judged and offered for sale. Here is part of the gathering as they were listening to the judge. I think it would be fun to paint outside. Maybe someday.

Tonight's art reception

Going to art receptions seems to be my new hobby, and I must say that I enjoy them.
Tonight's was held at this cute gallery downtown.
(The only camera I had was the one in my old iPhone.)

Market and Chestnut this afternoon

good use of an old space

Probably not of interest to anyone but me, but the office I am helping in this week is in this building that was once a hospital that served the community for about thirty-five years during the early part of the last century. It isn't real old, but I am glad this architectural piece of history was not destroyed.

Flags

at the Post Office (from yesterday) and on the USSNC (today).

Signs from the day

Seen in a bookstore downtown.
I especially relate to the first one.

May Day

On this warm and windy day that is May one, I am downtown at the Arts Council doing the simplest of volunteer jobs. Quite a few artists have come in to register for an event, one of whom is also a writer. Writing and painting are both creative, but I have no idea how to switch back and forth between the two. Or three if you add music to the mix. For me, my mind is either looking at the colors, shapes, compositions, contrasts, lines that pertain to seeing or overly aware of the play of words and verbal/written expression. And I am always amazed at all the things that people do, not because they are doing them, but because their brains can organize everything. I have learned that it is ok to be me and not to compare myself to higher achievers, but I am in awe. Maybe they don't linger as long over their morning coffee or play soider solitaire.