Happy Easter It's Snowing

At Easter in the meadow next to the house i cut a maze, hide chocolate eggs therein and send the family out to work up an appetite.

This year, having failed to finish a DaVinci Flying Egg for the local Egg Festival I was able to place a giant egg at the centre and create a sort of meditative, circular prayer labyrinth, loosely based on memories of one set in the medieval stone floor of the Cathedral in Amiens and another set in concrete outside the Cathedral in San Francisco

The Local Egg festival is over, though the exhibits continue all week and the snail will come and live permanently with us next weekend.

All the eggs from the previous years are viewable online if you follow this link.
http://assobeffroi.free.fr/


And here are a few from this year.

Some Eggsamples

Tim, creator of festival, with friend.

Back in Feburary i wrote about the Egg Festival in the local town and my own plans to build a Da Vinci inspired flying egg machine.

Over ambitious perfection and a lot of work on a film for a friend's 80th birthday present (still unsuccessfully posted to this blog) excused me from exhibiting this year and at yesterday's traditional end of festival auction i was strictly instructed by Krissie not to bid since the house with three eggs is already at full capacity.

Strange then to see her excitedly overspend and leave with a snail.

And an Octopus

In a recent newspaper article someone proclaimed that as so many people live today in cities, their daily experience of seeing animals is limited to cats and dogs.

At best.

I wanted to check out a 24 hour period for my own experience.

A flock of sparrows, several species of finch, a robin, a crow, a buzzard, a blackbird, four herrons (one which didn't fly away as i passed, some trout (in a river not a shop) two horses (without policeman) a hare's bum (it was diving into a ditch) a deer and six cats.

A short trip up to the village would have added llamas and Cows (they don't run the village shop but live on the farm outside).

Not a single dog though!

Oh, and an octopus.

Tim

I've been saying that spring has sprung, and i offer this photo of evidence. Tucked in there at the back are the snow drops.

This cross is near home but i don't know who is responsible for the flower pot that also appears as spring arrives.

Another sign that spring is firmly on its way is the fact that Tim rang to annonce that the eggs are ready to collect for anyone that is interested in participating what will be the 5th concecutive egg event in the local town of St Antonin.

I think Tim single handedly started and carried the event for much of the first four years and it is perhaps surprising that he phoned me as he now lives in Switzerland.

His phone message was;

"Hello, um, it's Tim from St Anton.., well not from St Antonin but somewhere else actually. I'm ringing about the eggs...."

I first met Tim when he served me an excellent café latte in his art gallery that was thinking about being a coffee shop too, and again later as he was watching his ice-egg slowly melt through the festival.

Which you can see in this video.