Bright pink anemone dances in clear blue waters;

A lone clown fish shuttles in and out;

A grand oak graces the canvas,

Limbs spread out amid a gentle fog;

Cold hard steel bent and twisted

Into hearts and symbols of LOVE;

Glass and ceramics fused together

Into an overhead view of islands and sea;

Sculptures adorning sidewalks and lawn,

Paintings of realism and abstract alike;

Such creativity from artists all around

With oohs and aahs from the crowd;

Each artist awaits their perfect client,

The ones with money lining their pockets

With that perfect wall to showcase their work;

All while the rest of us drool and dream….

Maybe we’ll win the lottery and buy that piece;

Or perhaps be so inspired by these works,

That we can learn the skills to make our own.

Art Festivals are bastions of inspiration

Bringing alive dreams and flights of fancy.