This being the end of a long week here at Gulag Hive, I want to direct my thoughts and good wishes to Dublin where Niamh of Thislittlestudio is doing something truly egg-spirational. Just go there now and read her blog series. Don’t wait for me.
What the Big Egg Hunt is all about, from Niamh’s blog: “The Jack and Jill Children’s Foundation Charity here in Ireland is a very well-known charity, providing care and support for children with severe neurological development issues, they have run several successful campaigns over the years and do vital work for the families involved…..and they are the people behind the The Big Egg Hunt, Dublin…. The premise is to engage 100 artists to paint decorate and produce an Art egg for this great egg hunt. The eggs will be hidden around Dublin City for 40 days and 40 nights in the run up to Easter and the public are invited to participate in “The Big Egg Hunt” and win a prize – then the Eggs will be auctioned at a glittering Gala event and the monies raised will support this marvelous charity that does so much good work. (for more detailed info go to http://www.jackandjill.ie or http://www.thebigegghunt.ie)”
Giant egg in an artist’s studio. Note the anticipatory excitement in the egg’s posture.
Still here? <Big emotional sigh> I’m not having fun at my job this week. I know… lucky to be employed, even luckier to have a boss and co-workers whom I like a great deal. Luckier still that it’s a tiny commute, and almost everyone there has pests—er, pets. But there are times in everyone’s employed life that one feels as if one is trying to tunnel to safety past electrified fences and guard towers. And beyond that lie endless frozen wastelands lashed with toxic effluvia and Komodo dragons.
Here’s a little whimsy from the great age of decadence and excess, the Rococo. I too have a dog that I would like to give the boot, though not exactly in the spirit of fun. The Hive beast raided someone’s recycling bin last night and turned up at the door with a two-liter bottle of lemon soda in her slavering jaws. She scared us all witless.
Jean-Honore Fragonard. 1732-1806. Young Woman Playing with Dog.
Ms Kassandra Kelly, (that’s my maiden name by the way `Kelly` sure what else I’m Irish!!)
Thank you for your generous spirit in sharing my blog
I love yours and am most pleased to be mentioned on it.
Go Raibh Mile Math Agat! A million thanks x. Niamh.
Aw, just skating along on your coattails! My parents are/were (mother deceased) sculptors so I have a passion for art in the round. So to speak. I’m always amazed when someone can think that way. Love that Eggbert.