Two days, two hundred or so artists, who knows how many sticks of pastel chalk, and a very large street-painting festival to benefit the Center for Hearing and Speech… and you gotta be there* while it’s happening because on Sunday night the fire department hoses take over and it all goes away. It’s almost a zen thing. (A very very cold and wet zen thing, this year; I’m not so advanced as that. I got out before the trucks arrived.)
*Or you can know someone who makes pictures. And posts them to the internet.
