Pasaquan // 2

Poor Brady.  I wooed him with the promises of Pho in Macon and a stop at his parent's home if he rode along with me to Pasaquan.  He doesn't regret going with me but I should've warned him that a) I was going to be there a while b) this artwork is blindingly fresh and bright c) the whole place is based on a dream about time travelers from other planets.  Although I do think that after almost 9 years of marriage that he should know what to expect when he hops in the truck for one of my adventures...hehehe.

We walked onto the property and were immediately met by the caretaker covered in beads and swathed in bright fabrics all while bellowing 'welcome, welcome, WELCOME' and gesturing wildy towards the many exhibits.  He also told us the bathroom was haunted and there were someone's ashes scattered in the sacred sand circle out back.  Despite how weird, and maybe a bit morbid?, that all sounded, or maybe because of how weird and morbid it sounded, I couldn't wait to get to exploring.

This pose makes me snort laugh because it looks like I'm trying to be all cool and casual but in reality I was trying to hide how far my pockets were sticking out because of all of the oranges, water bottles, sunscreen and notepads I had on me.  I don't wear overalls for a fashion statement, oh nonono.  I wear them because I can carry everything I need for an adventure without lugging my work backpack around.  But, truth, also because I like them, unflattering as they are...

If you want to see what all this looked like before the restoration then take a gander at this video.  Also take a gander at the interviewer's culottes!  I've decided that's my next thrift store hunt - some funky culottes.  These culottes in fact.  Then I'll go back to Pasaquan to pose with my culottes and it'll alllll come full circle.  This is what I typed late at night and it made sense to me but this morning it looks kind of silly but, eh, I'm leaving it.