stop by at the art table of a friendly bearded man. I discovered the work Harry Daily a few years back and fell in love. When I learned he lived here in OB, (by stumbling on to this table a few months ago) I was thrilled. That first time we met (read my post Back with Saint Diego) he and his friends gave me some prints in exchange for my fanaticism. Today, I showed Amy the artist that painted the what now hangs on our walls. He showed us some new paintings and a poster he just did for the Growlers. We talked with him for a bit then wished him well and went on our way. Because of our indecisive eating habits, we passed by his table a second time. He came up to me with a print that had his phone number on it and said he would like to paint me. Not something you get asked everyday. I felt like a freshmen that just got asked to prom by the varsity quarterback. Of course I played it like the cool bird that I am and rambled only enough to be slightly embarrassed. We talked briefly then Amy and I left. I said, “see you soon,” and walked away with a new rolled print, a phone number and a giddy hop in my step.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Sketch Holliday and Me
Walking through the vibrancy of life only found on Wednesday nights in Ocean Beach, I bask in the culture of the night air. Farmers markets have such a magic to them and this one is even more surreal than any other, especially after what happened tonight. My friend Amy and I, searching for good eats,
stop by at the art table of a friendly bearded man. I discovered the work Harry Daily a few years back and fell in love. When I learned he lived here in OB, (by stumbling on to this table a few months ago) I was thrilled. That first time we met (read my post Back with Saint Diego) he and his friends gave me some prints in exchange for my fanaticism. Today, I showed Amy the artist that painted the what now hangs on our walls. He showed us some new paintings and a poster he just did for the Growlers. We talked with him for a bit then wished him well and went on our way. Because of our indecisive eating habits, we passed by his table a second time. He came up to me with a print that had his phone number on it and said he would like to paint me. Not something you get asked everyday. I felt like a freshmen that just got asked to prom by the varsity quarterback. Of course I played it like the cool bird that I am and rambled only enough to be slightly embarrassed. We talked briefly then Amy and I left. I said, “see you soon,” and walked away with a new rolled print, a phone number and a giddy hop in my step.
stop by at the art table of a friendly bearded man. I discovered the work Harry Daily a few years back and fell in love. When I learned he lived here in OB, (by stumbling on to this table a few months ago) I was thrilled. That first time we met (read my post Back with Saint Diego) he and his friends gave me some prints in exchange for my fanaticism. Today, I showed Amy the artist that painted the what now hangs on our walls. He showed us some new paintings and a poster he just did for the Growlers. We talked with him for a bit then wished him well and went on our way. Because of our indecisive eating habits, we passed by his table a second time. He came up to me with a print that had his phone number on it and said he would like to paint me. Not something you get asked everyday. I felt like a freshmen that just got asked to prom by the varsity quarterback. Of course I played it like the cool bird that I am and rambled only enough to be slightly embarrassed. We talked briefly then Amy and I left. I said, “see you soon,” and walked away with a new rolled print, a phone number and a giddy hop in my step.
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So great! You are such a stud. I like the way you captured the farmers market too :)
ReplyDeleteCall him!