Here is a Las Vegas Poet doing the Vagina Monologue. You should have seen the men scurring by! LOL I had never heard any of it before so I stood and listened for awhile. I came towards the tale end of it and before I knew it, she was done and she introduced the next poet. I continued to travel down the road and check out all the artist tables. Seeing what they had to offer but also looking to see if there was anything like Jen and I will be bringing next month when we are sitting down there. One this street there are also little antique stores. I love going thru these when I come down for First Friday. I normally wouldn't venture into this neighborhood because it is...let's just say..."A little rough." These houses are old old Las Vegas! Very tiny but jam packed full of stuff. I did not buy anything but there were some old steamer trunks in one of the stores that I would have loved to have! But it is not to be...I have too much stuff already!
I love this old Hog Dog Stand that is located outside one of the shops. It has seen better days but I just love it. This store is painted such a bright yellow. It has a Wizard of Oz theme to it. A path outside says to follow the yellow brick road and winds thru an outdoor area filled with old doors, washers, large bird cages, and all kinds of large items that can deal with Las Vegas weather and only get better with age. The colors of this house draw me to it because I love yellows, reds and oranges. I did not go inside this one tonight because there was a line to get in. They only let about 10 people in at a time due to fire regulations. I continued my travels and walked to the Arts Factory a couple blocks away. I bought myself a frozen lemonade to cool me down. Walking around down here is quite the experience. There are all kinds of people to see. You have the artsy folk, the urban group, they call them Vurbs here in Vegas. V=Vegas and Urbs=Urbanites. They are the ones pushing this turn around of downtown. Trying to make it young and hip. I see the young punk crowds, getting the attention they want by wearing wild clothes and hair. It is a mix of all kinds and fun to see.
Music fill the air outside the Arts Factory. Just outside the gates you can hear protesters yelling about saving the earth. So many sounds and sights to see and hear. I make my way inside and check out all the artists work on the gallery walls. I watch some of the artists talking with people about their work. I started to get nervous just thinking about when and if I have to do that in the future. If I am on my quest to be an artist, can I do this? I am not ready to think about that. But I should...shouldn't I?
It says: I am a marvelous housekeeper. Every time I leave a man, I keep his house.
And this one:
It says: Husbands are like fires. They go out if unattended.
I would love to own a piece of her work. I have just not gotten past the point that it would cost me a pretty penny to own it. So that was my first adventure out into Las Vegas as a tourist. I will be using one of my pictures I took this week to create something. Don't know what yet. When I am done, I will post it. Next week, I think I am going to Paris! The Paris Hotel and Casino that is. I can travel the world here in Las Vegas. Stay tuned!