The Flint/Pooka family went to the
Fort Worth Main Street Arts Festival, although I was a little uncomfortable with the word "art" in the title, not knowing whether a team of PhDs had scrutinized all of the participating "artists" to determine the validity of their so-called work.
In reality, though, there were some very interesting pieces to check out. Like
these, three-dimensional objects that pretend to be rendered in unrealistic perspective, by Fred Stodder;
these, motorized, perpetual motion "Rube Goldberg" machines, by Jeffery Zachman;
these, vibrant geometrical contrivances, by Terry Habeger;
these, larger-than-life "Dr. Seuss" apparatus, by Andrew Carson & Shelly Corbett.
Each of these men/women I considered to be artists with some accomplishment to speak of; although if the grand inquisition of "true art" deems them to be otherwise, I suppose I shall have to (as a good citizen) punch each of them in the nose, for tricking me into appreciating their non-art garbage.