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.