Art Filled Days

A few weeks ago, a new friend invited the girls and I to join her and her daughter for an artsy homeschool excursion to a temporary installation up in the parking lot of the Mesa Arts Center. I did not realize what a day it would turn out to be. Starting with the fantastic hand sewn archetectural marvel of Amococo, the five of us entered the world inside our heads that only art can awaken.

After we had our fill of the colorful tunnels, we watched an impossibly limber arial dancer while we picniced on the beautifully manecured lawn. Just after we brushed off the crumbs, we took in a remarkable collection of Chicano art, Chicanitas, on loan from Cheech Marin. There were so many concepts in those rooms, I could have stayed and absorbed it all for hours.

Finally, we unwound by the center's water feature while listening to the musical talent of Zubia + De Guvera.The familiarity of the tunes made me feel warm inside. Days like this were what I most looked forward to in moving back to the States. Costa Rica had lots of art and dance and music, but taking it all in was never so effortless.