
I do not lack for color. My mind, spirit and life are filled with Girl Scout green. I love the G.S. world and am glad to be blessed with a career with the mission of building girls of courage, confidence and character who make the world a better place. Right now, however, I feel I am drowning in uncompleted tasks and the fear that I may be letting girls, parents, volunteers and my organization down. I need to hear the excitement of people walking through grounded exhibits, feel the texture of pavement, press bright colored chalk dust into my fingers and the sidewalk, and escape into pigmented concrete fantasy land! Get way down on the ground to be lifted up above the swirling fog of commitments.
Crazy how I ache to ache from pushing my crackling joints up from the pavement just to force them to bend and lower me back down to work some more. Right now there is not even a speck of pastel pigment under my nails or embedded in my skin. How is that possible? I have become a streetpainting junkie and I need a fix!
Fortunately the days are flying by in a blur. My nights are a blink of the eye and another day is upon me. I will share art with Girl Scouts for a week in June and chalking will be a part of the experience.

It will be no time before I sink to the ground and delight in the ambiance of artistic creativity being ground into sidewalks floating around me. I hope to participate in my first out of state show in Marietta, Georgia over Memorial Day weekend, but I may find an opportunity to embellish a bit of street sooner. Should the chance arise, I will stoop to accept it!