Mary Quite Contrary: organic art

beautiful travelers

“When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego and when we escape like the squirrels in the cage of our personality and get into the forest again, we shall shiver with cold and fright. But things will happen to us so that we don’t know ourselves. Cool, unlying life will rush in.” - D. H. Lawrence

I awoke to these guys waiting outside the office the other day. I thought it was a mirage, so I quickly went about seducing them with food and promises of the most beautiful chickens ever...My silly hens were scared and Pea the Rooster was quite offended. Only Orangina, my favourite, showed wide eyed wonder and clucked shyly about how handsome they are.

They slept high in the trees for a coupla nights and continued on their way to where ever busy peacocks go.

For the inauguration The Pink Revolution stopped by. We had such a wonderful time with Miss Suzi Chang and company & hope to see them again soon. The van they originally rode up in got a stencil attack but soon broke down somewhere on the way to D.C. So is the life of more beautiful travelers.....Love you Suzi.

Send us more angelic travelers, just like last year.

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new wind

I guess I am simply a voice of my environment and as an artist I don't have a choice, the element just works through me, not me through it. The skys have opened @ the Forest, a new wind is blowing. I just wish there were more hours of the day & right now time is passing just too quickly. I have committed 3 days to helping Brandon and Robert give a facelift to the big circus tents over the E. Forest lounge...and it looks amazing, but I know my work really starts when I move in all the art, decorations, lights and hangy stuff... I cant wait. We have been climbing in the trees, drinking way too much coffee, peeling raw cedar trunks, shit-talking, untieing tangles, getting muddy, getting flustered, getting machete blisters, and running out of rope ...again. Its a blast. I gasp when I see them monkey around way up on the rickety old ladders or shimmy up 20 feet on a small cracking tree. I think it's even more amusing that it hasn't rained here in months...untill we decide to pull down all the old tents and tarps exposing all the couches and kitchen stuff, and tomorrow possibly freezing rain#$@! We will be out there early morning anyway.. it's great working with them. Big new plans are brewing @ the Forest. And trust me Brandon, hanging odd shaped circus tents in this forest is "quite" an art, it's so beautiful. pictures to come.

oh yeah, I finally got to go dancing. Ana Sia played @ the Parish and it was deliciously perfect, and a wonderfully warm night. The chickas were getting down... way down....and it seemed the guys were having problems keeping up with the crispy glitchy goo. I was boggled...whoa. Familia and I raided the stage and held our own, it was to say the least, very, very tasty, Did I mention i am soo thirsty for new music? Me thinks I gotta buy one of these.