There is a big flap going on here on The Planet Ann Arbor about earmarking (or whatever) a small percentage of the tax receipts for “public” art. I am not 100% against spending public money on art but I have to say that I am in with those who say our loverly elected officials do not have their priorities straight.

To date, our loverly planet has two official installations of public art (that I know of). It is Sunday so we needed some kind of a hiking or kayaking trip. I decided that we would walk downtown and search out these two new public art installations and maybe any other art we encountered.

I had a grandiose idea about comparing public works of art to various fungi (and this was *well* before the sun got anywhere near the yardarm, so go figger). Enh… I am sorry but by the time I had put nine miles on my iPhone pedometer, I was outta steam for any kind of coherent political rant. And so you are getting fungus. Doesn’t this fungi-encrusted branch look like a shower head?

I dredged some more stuff outta the Landfill Dungeon, ran Roooooomba, walked nine miles (I know I already said that), moved about I dunno maybe 70 rocks in the back yard. I made a rockpile. I am taarrred. My face feels hot and a few of my muscles are on the verge of aching. It’s okay, I think I’m a bit sunburned and those muscles are telling me, “thank you for using me!” I feel good!

Is this crappy old jalopy public art or fungus? You decide. I personally think there is probably some fungus in there somewhere.

After I hauled all those rocks around, I called The Commander (and woke her up from a nap, darn it!) and took a second shower. The GG had to head off to work for a couple hours and so we are just now getting ready to cook our loverly salmon and probably the last Michigan corn on the cob we will get.

Love y’all,
KW

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