Vaccinated today for JnJ

This is how it went, but first, tomorrow morning 4/1/21 you too can get it in Greenacres. no registration required. Sponsored through Palm Beach Co.

while waiting from 6:30 to 9:30 when line started to move.

I was prepped to get on line w Publix but I got a wake up call at six w the announcement “ no registration required and do you want to go”. I was outside of my house at 6:10 waiting for my friend Tammy . I grabbed some matzo and OJ for both of us. We were probably the 56th vehicle. Most single passenger and many there for the food distribution. 3rd car in line said he got there at 4:30 a.m.

8 rows Of 20 cars each

So we sat there watching the parking lot fill. It appeared to be running late. They would separate us into two lanes as we got nearer . The rain clouds were present no sooner did I make that observation it started.

Very organized here Thanks volunteers, we only came for the vax

We were guided down around the bend and told to park. Here where one did not know where the other organizer was intent on. Looking at the photo it appeared we could sit outside the car. I proceeded to dry the two chairs in front of our car.

Carl is sitting by Q sign , on my dry chair all others soaking wet.

IMPORTANT. See the “Q” signs. That’s how you register. They ask the pertinent questions are you allergic? have you had it ? etc etc. you get back an e-mail w your registration number and Barcode but chaos system prevailed it was the blind leading the blind. Some got Green wristbands. Where did you get those? Turned out had nothing to do with anything. The barcode, Is generated via the (q) thing. If you do not have cell phone or capacity as this 80 year old woman. Below. There is help on site that can generate this info for you.

She felt so discombobulated, had the phone but could not operate it. ( I was in the same boat. Tammy assisted me on my IPad . ThANK YOU. Tammy.
Natasha nurse administering the vax

It rained, did I mention this? And rained. Tents were brought in, and so I don’t think there were 400 people. Overheard was that RPB knew Monday that they were getting the JnJ. when asked how many were there from Royal Palm Beach not a single hand went up. People that were there got news via Social Media, the gentleman w nurse Natasha said his wife was in the medical fields that’s how he knew.

Moi in line I was one of the first 3 Scared had not had a shot in ever so long. It did not hurt. Was told to go sit 15. All’s well that ends well. Posting this 5 hours later still everything is ok. This J nJ is effective within seven days.

Will be here in LWB soon as our City Mgr. mentioned In his closing remarks at last City Hall Mtg.

ART alive and well in Lake Worth 3/12/21

Ok it’s not Miami or N.Y. Like some naysayers are alluding. I did discover some new talent right here tonight.

By invitation, Showcasing the awesome art of Glass. At Benzeiten tucked away in Royal Poinciana neighborhood. 2nd and S F st. Look for the colossus bronze at the entrance. Parking from 3rd.

See Leonard Bryant photography FB

There was the community show at the HATCH, more sparse than previous years. Blame it on COVID but they managed to fill it with future artists. Always a delight interpreting a child’s vision.

Even my little charge approved of what they saw on my iPad, that I shared the morning after. As It’s spring break we will make appointment and go see in person, then a Ice Cream treat, to remember the special day.

Just across the street a new art space full to the rafters like the Impressionist Salons. Quality however varied I.e. Salon de Refuse. All the famous ones we know today, came fron “The Salon de Refuse” so an art movement was born.

And yes, I found some I shall follow even my charge WeeWillie pointed to one he liked from the ones I photographed. He has a good eye. I chose the same artist, different painting.

William liked the far left, I was drawn to the bottom.

Onward to downtown my friend and I headed. On the Corner of M and Lake Ave. a NEW space. No gallery name visible but lights were on and hours posted. So any weekday from noon to 6 p.m. worth your trip.

Next door, one painting made my heart stop, art! Ok I’m a traditionalist, also beautifully framed.

Yes I had a oil painting accepted In the community show. I submitted 3 and what I considered my best was rejected.

Accepted and they misspelled my name LOL

Fred W. Hunt birthday

This is a Homage to a artists artist. Done in photo memories

A memoir from my recollections and soon to be in a book.

This stunning work had an unusual start in the Embassy program. Usually selected from existing art for Ambassadors residences overseas. This was a commission destined to the Panama commemoration of the return of the Panama Canal to its people. It was $42,000. And now again available.

The Gift

A small moment from a dance I commissioned for Fred Hunt’s Birthday and Performed in the gallery by Monica Craun during the “Homage a la femme and the artists who love them” exhibition. Video is on the OneEarsociety blogspot .

Miles of Smiles

Still available but has a hold on it so Dr H can finish his man cave. Lol. Purchases are personal and his wife did not want to look at Gary on a daily basis. They invest every other year . $17,000 location of Miles of Smiles is Wynnwood.

Cocoanut Grove Cottage

This was a gift to me of our cottage on the Brennan Property. This image became the Mothers-day Invitation for the 1st Coconut Grove Artist Studio Tour. (over 250 artists were registered in the Grove by the Miami Cultural Council) 42 were on the tour.

This is a very tall water colour titled “The Rosy fingers of dawn rising above The Gates of Hercules” ranged from $12,000 – 17,000 several variations were created for homes with very tall ceilings and some Corp. offices. Additionally he added one to the murals at the U of Miami.

Margaret Stoneman Douglas homestead

One of the smaller oil paintings at just 16×20 It is the home of Margaret Stoneman Douglas author of “River of Grass” “she was a delightful person” Fred had the pleasure of meeting her while he was painting. It was completed after her death. Still in our private collection for 7,500 the home is on the Historic register.

Handels Messiah

Home somewhere in North Miami Beach by a radio executive. The performance took place at the Arsht Center. That year a major accident delayed the performance. We were all invited back for the next nights entire performance. I chose not to go, Fred took our 89 yr old neighbor. searching for scissors I went to the studio and there on the easle was the almost finished painting. Only a few touches were needed. We first exhibited it at Fairchild Gardens and it sold. While still on display some performers from the H M came by and recognized themselves as well as some other performers. There were many amazing moments, like hearing music emanating from a painting he was working on painting in Woodstock Studio

Just a few of the One ear Society participants in the annual King Mango Strut

This was our annual event The King Mango Strut. Here we spoofed the City of Miami, not our first time. Parking meters were the issue. A young man on rollerblades added quarters to the almost expired meters in the Grove, Miami parking authority not happy. So we came out as the Fairies that year. We were inclusive volunteers children, we announced the theme and they showed up. Did not have to be a One Ear Society member.

Woodstock Drum Circle on the green

We loved Sundays on the green. Drumming commenced sharply at 4. If you needed to learn there were practice lessons earlier around one. It ended at six just as the Trailway bus pulled in and the entire circle dispersed, back to the City. There is a video of the drumming on the Oneearsociety Utube channel. See how many you recogniz

everyone appeared to do ok for Valentine

I appreciated the mass Valentines being shared. Helped a few kids make them for friends teachers and Moms and Dads. Valentine is universal.

Mine was not anticipated. An adult asking about my personal life, and by a child asking to spell my name. So I did get a hand made card, priceless, I scored. William who comes to read, stealthily comes with something pink behind his back Sunday. morning. . So cute. Plus his little brother Pablo come to get the Valentine they created.

I had some time ago taken photos, before I knew them as they were racing in the alley. I an ex Indy official photog got in the act “Gentlemen start your Engines” even had a blk and wht kerchief. So the photos were a surprise. CVS had Special for 100 prints. The beneficiaries were two little neighbor girls. Dating 2019 2020 to 2021 as life ticked away in our little street. Memories from when we first met after Hurricane Wilma and as we got to know one another. Even included Ms Tammy who delivers books occasionally to my LFL. Helped purchase a bike for one of the girls at Christmas time but not for Christmas but because she was good. She did not attend my classes often as she had to care for her little brother and little cousins.. The trip to the zoo with the neighborhood kids. A new Baby in the hood, things they will not remember as they get older all documented for them.

Remote learning in Ns A’s garden

Don’t share personal trials as this week was stressful. Working on the Unity Wall last week I got rained out and so did my iPad. Disaster, I was disconnected from the world as my iPad sat in 5 lb. of rice 9 days still nothing. Today Sunday I went to UFIX on Lake Ave. Mathew there was awesome, they are able to take on Macs can do factory warranted. Who knew. So I share.

If your curious about this blog it’s 10 years in the making primarily visual as my background is photography my first gig being the Indy 500, ended w Cruise ship pictures of London. Published in Time, Rolling Stone, etc. etc. but ck out the photos especially Throw Back Thurs. last week obviously was not published but now it is.

Making necklaces from sea shells

Throwback way back 2010 2012

I’m late I’m late On Saturday I got rained out at the Unity Wall and now my iPad is resting in 5lb. of rice. Technical difficulty when one door closes another opens up and as Alice in Wonderland lost her way here I surfaced in the past. I moved here to retire from a 10,000sq. ft Art Gallery the Windisch-Hunt Fine Art Gallery on Grand Ave. Coconut Grove.

Being active what now? I committed to doing this blog 2010 New Years day. As you enjoy these photos at the bottom of the blog is a index guiding you to past posts. Have a look.

Paint your Heart out
we are about to have an election but without a public forum
Welcome hope Habitat for Humanity
It took a village
Once upon a time
Run run run
Centennial incoming congratulations from around the world
Volunteers
Mayor Pam
Old time friend now retired
don’t ask sorry spot with me.
our LWB Sailing Club
Seen here are Caroline Deli with Ray president of Tropical Ridge with a young lady who volunteered to choose the winners name.

Culture theirs mine ours

Interesting how we learn. Monday was Teacher work day and unanticipated I got company. This young man comes and says to me I came to help. Oh, i have not asked for help. It dawns on me he heard about the two hours of learning /instruction I give. Was going to beg off but here came William around the alley corner, I’m committed.

So I’ve structured the two hours as to not lose control or interest. First is reading the Whale book. a guy thing. then we will do happy things. Ivan and William are one year apart at Barton Elementary but don’t know each other. So we take turns reading . They get itchy and I call for a small break. Up my Poinciana Tree, only reason I think they come here. Times up, one says i can’t get down so I reply “guess I’ll have to call the Fire Dept.” That would be a wish fulfilled red trucks, big engine, a boys dream.

After Lunch, A book I ordered and am absolutely delighted with “Sincerely Emerson” hope they love it as much as I. But, it’s lunch break and William is all smiles. He brought lunch for himself and surprise, me. We shall be sharing 3 ways. This is where it gets interesting. The Ramen potato soup comes with tamale. I failed terribly, fail to grasp how to pick up ramen noodles with a tamale.

3 fingers no whole hand see!

I recall the first time I saw them eat with their hands. I don’t eat eggs without a fork and knife, get it. Was told it’s cultural and I’m adamant No. They all were so well behaved when I took a large group to the Zoo and we ate at a hamburger joint (it’s finger food!) Today relaxed enjoying their company I’m taking in our differences. Both are Maya from different parts, so one says 3 fingers the other whole hand. Anyone recall how a WWII spy was unmasked because of how he held his fork. It’s cultural, maybe i’ll surprise them one day with Palacsintas* with marmalade or cocoa. We can eat them with our hands. LOL

checking out Kipling

Now William is coming after school to sit in my tree and I read to him ” We Willie Winkie”* Double checks me to see if our character is really called Percival William Williams. I got his full attention, someone with his name. So now I shall call him Wee William. I get a big grin.

Throw back Thursday

This was going to be an expose. However when i started to look for the particular image, was not able to find it. So down the road of memory lane. I take loads of photos, very few include me as i’m holding the camera. I’ve not shared my meals out or my private live, like you who might be reading this. I thought, why not let you see into my world. (could be something you might enjoy doing for yourself.)

Lesson plans

As i went through my many photos there were images that are indicative of who I am. You might know me as a volunteer who can’t seem to say no. However Im learning lol.

Just one of the volunteers that used to be the Lake Worth information Center. Once upon a time. AS things are getting worse and we have such a small charming town would contact tracing be to much to ask for. Last night on our Bike ride we went through Downtown. Was like a regular Friday Night busy.
Coffee with the Comm now
Coffee with the Comm then

My cottage is full of art as small as it is, the walls are full and give joy, so not getting rid of any KonMarie. Some by me, a wonderful collection of friends and of course Fred Hunt r.i.p.

Jaffee Center for Book Arts every 1st Fri.
Woodstock N.Y. Drum Circle, can you find me?
sm painting headed for LFL interior

My second little FREE Library, first one fell apart. Painting in the kids who use it. Visit also the other two that were built by Ted Johnson and r.i.p. Dean Sherwin who replicated his house. We have the credit of starting this phenomena here in Lake Worth Beach. Mary Lindsey wrote a successful REAP grant and thus enabled the literacy program to continue.

No hobbies so to speak of my life is art of all types, mosaics, painting, calligraphy. Teach, more like encourage those who have the desire to learn. Currently initiating another great event “big does not make it better” Mail ART done successfully in Coconut Grove then for our Centennial Celebration and now putting Lake Worth Beach back on the ART map. Not easy with the distancing but oh so perfect for just this time of separation 6ft. distancing. Valentines just around the corner perhaps this will bring out the love of communication via pen paper and lots of hearts.

i’m on this wall

Mail hearts actually meant to type Mail ART subliminal message here. Stay tune for the next reveal.

Luna my companion one of 4
apt title for my abode of 650 sq. Ft. If you have had a birthday this mo. And did not get a card, waiting for Luna to get off her duff she is reclining on my address book.

Emerging 1/21/21

Ir’s been some time since I last posted. I got into a funk and then after the 6th the horror just hit and i spiraled into unbelief. I watched the TV hesitating to do my celebratory envelope of joy and celebration. Slowly I pulled out ephemera and stamps i’ve been saving for this important day. The envelope is at the bottom. *

A friend encouraged me to get out and do what i do well. So went to mtg. signed application and worked at home prepping with kids. Thought them to use a graph on how to enlarge a small image to a 10 x 10 wall, however the wall turned out to be 7 x 10. We made it work!

Leticia and Selina
110wall spacesComm. Carla Blockson

Plenty of 10 ft sections to show case the local artists who wish to share their talent.

We studied our graph paper and measured out where, what would go where and who would paint what parts. We were able to work on the wall all at the same time.

Franco opted for the sky and birds
break time

as we started early. by lunch we took a proper break, well deserved. Last minute adjustments were made on site. The easiest way to do this was to draw and cut stencils. This method is now is being borrowed by our neighbors from Barton Elementary. As always when something like this happens lots of visitors and volunteers drop by who want to participate and this is how we acquired Lena.

L-R Leticia Franco Lena and Selina

To give them credit, we had been assigned two spaces because of distancing. So we opted to memorialize the moment and the time. Love community and togetherness. This is not the end. Next week Part 2 and our finale.

Family affair Brother Franco sisters Leticia Serina and visitor Lena.

By chance VOTED early

Turned out I got soaked twice this day. My plan was to do reconnaissance while returning some very overdue Cd’s to the Mandel Library in West Palm Beach and A side trip, included posting 250 postcards to North Carolina. Being sequestered doesn’t allow for to many activities. Marching is out, holding placards on the street not.

Destination 1st time voters and previous voters.

I used to stand in protest lines. Those were, well some time ago. Feeling I must make some effort in the current election year I was recruited and gladly accepted two projects one was to reach out via postcards to voters who were challenged and needed a nudge to go vote. the other is a art project which, as of today, I can give full attention to regarding COVID-19

The last of the cards written. I called two friends, consider them my life line. There were some questions I was was vague about even though I read what the League of Women recommended. Checked train schedule and off I went on this lovely overcast sky with my ID, other documents just in case. Almost forgot the package for the Library return.

Waiting at the station I noted how terribly loud the south bound train was. Not having been out and about since March the noise level was disturbing. Then I heard the rain, the sky just opened up precisely at 2:44. I just marveled at the sudden deluge wondering how wet I’ll get while boarding. Returning home was not an option. Got to West Palm Beach and hid under a parapet waiting for the trolly, waiting, waiting.

This is the notification that greeted me. Searching for their number.i

Still raining, I start out. Uphill one street over one more I see the Post Office, good. Drop all the cards there. I know, your wondering about my #FreeUpTheMail*. (The choice was not mine but instructions were specific). Thought about hiding there till the rain abated, didn’t look like it would. I hugged the buildings and cafe awnings as I made my way down hill to the Library hoping the light would be green when I was ready to cross the street. I was wet as was my package. Library seemed desolate no magazine displayed, no books for sale just one young man behind a sheet of plexiglas who did not want the package. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Dunkin Donuts but the atmosphere here in the library was as cold as I was. I headed for the exit asking security guard about voting. She she led me through the back lobby doors across the plaza right to the door. First friendly person! It got better, no line, no waiting. Only hours ago I went over the sample ballot so I filed in the little ovals in no time. Was I even in there five minutes?

Wet wet wet

Back outside I cross the plaza for a HOT cup of coffee. While there my “I voted” apparently slipped off my blouse, I was wet. Took a couple of sips and regained my composure. Do I want to go back across the plaza in the rain for my “I voted”. I did, at my age I may never again vote in another presidential election.

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I went back and got my sticker.

** I advocated for #FreeUpTheMail with what I heard about the Post Office it is a small thing to allow others to have their one vote counted. I kept my MailArt, my October Birthdays out of the system.