Ridgefield is having an arts festival in Ballard Park yesterday and today. There was a lot of good art, but attendance was down because of competing events and light rain.
I told Audrey she was born in the wrong century. She paints dark realistic works that would appeal to Edgar Allen Poe. Her frames are gold and ornate. And she feeds a pair of black vultures. Audrey has an amazing face. When I asked to photograph her, she made a funny face that I captured.
Audrey smiles like a normal person most of the time. (I felt obligated not to show only the first one.)
I suspect this young man is the son of the artist. He was bored minding the tent, so he twirled constantly.
OK, they have nothing to do with the art. I just liked the composition.
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