Humor is sorely absent from the Lake Worth Street Painting Festival so this colorful selfie spoof really made an impression.
Andrew and Steven took the Brightline--that's the deluxe, high speed commuter train infamous for mowing down pedestrians--up from Brickell, their latest winter getaway in Florida. They joined us in South Palm Park for the first time in 2020 and have been moving farther south ever since.
They're standing with Chris in front of a J.C. Leyendecker-inspired work. We'd all seen an exhibition of the early 20th century illustrator's homoerotic work at the New York Historical Society.
Andrew & Steven now live much higher on the hog with glorious views from their pool deck. We drove down on Super Bowl Sunday for a look/see at their Airbnb, in the same building as the W Hotel. A tatted Latina wearing pasties in the elevator grabbed Thom's butt. That's the vibe in Miami: young, beautiful and sexy, 24/7. Chase the dream before you get too old, boys!
But Lake Worth Beach definitely draws a huge crowd in late February. Nature is a common theme among street painters.
This guy appeared to be celebrating immigrant pride, just a few miles from Mar a Lago. Good for him!
Women appeared in the work as often as they created it.
The 3D beauties behind me are waterskiing, something I haven't done since 2001.
Men were few and far between. You almost can hear this guy's piercing whistle.
I liked this abstract work a lot, too, although don't ask me what it means.
Chappell Roan certainly put West Hollywood's Pink Pony Club on the national map. How about her amazing, bedazzled performance at the Grammy's?
Wicked inspired a lot of artists this year but only a few with any real facility for portraits.
I recently re-watched One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest with Louise Fletcher and Jack Nicholson. It really holds up.
Freddie Mercury is instantly recognizable, even in abstraction.
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