The Artist Date is a dream-child of Julia Cameron. We’ve discussed her book, The Artist’s Way, and highly recommend both the book and the weekly date. It can be life-changing. It can open your creativity like nothing else. This week, we’re going on a Pink walk. No kidding.
This evening, I went on a pink walk with three pink ladies, one wearing pink socks.
The sun, at an angle, tinged everything a hot, pink glow.
American flag at the newspaper headquarters, bright pink, white, and blue. The first symbol of America we saw on the walk.
We went into a courtyard in front of an Episcopal church. They were accused of being pink. A pink cross was towards the road, and an eagle was in the center, not pink, but American bronze.
Across the way stood a pink building beside the church. Pee Dee coalition. The people who go there are blue and black.
The sky turned a pale pink.
In the coffee shop, a pink wall stood behind the counter. The barista wore a slate blouse patterned with pink roses. A lady sat in a pink chair.
Pink azaleas were painted, framed, and hung on the brick walls. Towards the back was a pink door. I imagine a girl’s bathroom or a supply closet filled with pink curlers for hair.
The owner is Peggy. She is pink, but her last name is Brown.
Outside, we drank coffee. A brown civic ran a light, red not green or even pink, and t-boned a pink SUV with a Mary Kay sticker on the back. Red blood dripped from the civic driver’s nose onto his pink polo and orange shoes. He was taken away in an ambulance, and both cars were towed by a company called Pink Hill.
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