We have a big festival downtown this week and one of the top things on my to-do list was to visit the chalk art contest. I had heard about that contest before, but this was the first time I had actually sought it out. I had become curious about it when friends told us that their son-in-law always competes in it and has won it several times.
Oh, my. What fun it was on a sunny Saturday morning to wander around among people who were beginning to create art on marked-off squares of the street. I was so impressed. It just seems to me that it would be incredibly hard, even for a person with lots of artistic talent, to not only draw on a large, uneven, sometimes cracked surface under a hot sun, but also while bystanders watch and sometimes ask questions. Not to mention the pressure of creating a piece of art that would be judged for the contest, but also, unofficially, by all the festival visitors/amateur art critics who saw it. I could never do something like that, but it was lots of fun to observe the whole process and the resulting pieces of art from those brave souls who did do it!
It was very comfortable for the artists who had their sections on the shady side of the street, but not as great for those of us trying to get a picture of their art. I thought this frog picture was interesting because of the way the artist worked around the big chip in the concrete in the lower right corner.
Our friends’ SIL working on his copy of the painting, Two Sisters.
It looks like he has a filtered cigarette in his mouth backwards, but maybe he’s using a cigarette holder. (Although the young girl doing this drawing certainly didn’t look old enough to remember what a cigarette holder looked like!)
Finished? I have no idea.
“When all you have are lemons, make lemonade.” I think it was terribly clever of the person who found out that their assigned square had a huge crack in it and then (I assume) decided to go with that as a theme with the cracked face!
When I went back on Monday, the street had been reopened and the art was already fading away. Like sand castles … lots of love and sweat put into this art with the understanding that it’s only temporary.
I’m hooked. I found this street art really fun and interesting. I think I’ll be coming back every year from now on.