Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label signs. Show all posts

Sunday, June 11, 2017

March for Equality and Pride

The March for Equality and Pride was on Sunday. At 11am everyone gathered at the local park to listen to speakers and poets. The poetry was really excellent and featured winners of a "slam poetry" contest who were heading to the nationals. One Native American poet sang a song in Choctaw on equality. There was a black-trans-vampire comic who was hilarious. When she said only nerds wear New Balance I tried to cover my shoes. At least no one was looking at them and thinking "white supremacy."


At noon we headed to the main street, assembled behind banners, the disability trolley, and the percussion band and marched our way down an empty four lane street with police blockades. There was first aid, security, and a guy with a bullhorn leading chants like:

"What do we want?" 
("Equality!") 
"When do we want it?" 
("NOW!") 

"NOW" was what was supposed to have been the response, but most people were yelling, "YESTERDAY!" This march, although not the largest I've been to, was certainly the most organized.

It was fun. Lots of friendly people. Lots of stinky people. Hmmm....


And, of course, for me it was all about the signs. I took a hiatus from painting for a couple weeks since I got so sick last month so I was raring to go.

Initially my friend who is in charge of finding the protests told me it was for Equality. Equality? What kind? Gender equality? Racial equality? LGBTQ equality? She thought a sign saying "Love Not Hate Makes America Great" would cover everything and I thought that would be a good idea so it could be used at a number of protests:


It looks like one of those Valentine candies with the sayings on them. LOL.

Finally I found march information and confirmed was for LGBTQ equality or gay rights. However, during the march we did chant for every marginalized group in America so it did end up being all inclusive, as the world should be. I was inspired. I think some of the funniest signs are for gay rights. I saw one online that read, "Leviticus Also Said, 'No Hair Cuts', But I Guess We Are Skipping That One!" or "If God Hates Fags Why Am I So Cute?" My absolute favorite sign that had me laughing out loud was a painting of Jesus holding his head in frustration and saying "I said I hate FIGS!" HAHAHAHA! Gay people have a sense of humor. (They are gay...) I wish I could be so clever.

Anyway...I jumped into painting and it didn't take long before I became ill and my body hurt all over. Will I never learn? For some reason my mask and other protective gear didn't seem to matter. My body load hasn't recovered from May's overexposure, but does that stop me? Heck no. I decided just in case there were some religious nuts lining the march with "God Hates Fags" and "You Will Burn in Hell" signs, I wanted a protest sign that addressed religion. A counter-counter-protest sign.


Love was our theme for the day. The back of this sign is a rainbow.



Flags...I had no idea there were so many types of flags. Most people know the LGBTQ community uses the rainbow as a symbol. The various colors mean: red (life), orange (healing), yellow (sunlight/vitality), green (nature), blue (harmony/serenity), purple (spirit), and some flags add a pink (sexuality) and turquoise (art/magic) with some variation.

Did you know there are flags for bisexuality (pink, purple, blue), transgender (blue, pink, white, pink, blue), genderqueer/androgyny (purple, white, green), pansexual (red, yellow, blue), and asexual (gray, white, purple)?

It amazes me how much I don't know sometimes....


These two ladies hand painted their overalls with every protest slogan and filled them with buttons and patches representing the causes they support. They said they wear them to all the protests and don't have to carry signs! Great idea.




What was really fun is when we got to the rally at the end, there were many really excellent speakers. One woman represented a Black Alliance group and was a minister at a church. She started talking about Jesus and what he stood for "Jesus was all about love...I saw a sign that was perfect. Where was that sign?" She searched the crowd. Whoa! It took a minute to realize she was talking about my sign. I was sitting with my sign laying down beside me so I grabbed it and held it high

She yelled, "There it is! 'Love Thy Neighbor. That's It. That's All. The End.' That says it all!"

LOL! Whoa! Call out!! Very cool. Sometimes I make these signs and I often don't feel like anyone is really noticing them. Fun.

But my sign production momentum wasn't over. I had this urge and vision of one more. I think it's my best one so far and I've decided if I can create a handful of designs I really like, I might make them into cards and give them away as Christmas presents or something. LOL I'm saving this sign for a Black Lives Matter or Immigration protest:


Love it!

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Ocean Adventures, Part Five: Lost and Peed, or The Adventures of the Baby Seal Patrol

I thought about that baby seal all week! I headed to the beach and spent hours walking, picking up shells, wading in the uncommonly warm ocean water, scanning the shoreline for lumps and studying the waves for bobbing seal heads. I'm not going to keep you in suspense, NO baby seals as far as the eyes can see and then some.


No baby seal mutilated carcasses or even body parts either. The baby was reunited with its mother and we have ourselves a happy ending! The weather was much better than last weekend. I have a feeling seal mamas prefer to beach their babies on dark, rainy days.  The tide was coming in, too. Maybe seal mamas prefer when the tide is way out that way the babies can't swim after them? And more people on this sun-filled day. Seal mamas don't like people. My one baby seal encounter has changed me forever. From now on I will be The Baby Seal Patrol. I'll need to get myself a coat, or t-shirt, or hat so people will know who I am.

On the way back I got lost! I could not for the life of me find the entrance to the trail where I parked. Then I had to pee. Badly. So like any dog running the beach without a leash, I found a secluded place in the dunes and did the duty.

I stop and ask directions and as I'm headed back to my vehicle, this horrid woman is walking toward me with two very large unleashed dogs. One of them tears off toward me and the woman is screaming its name over and over again. Obviously, she is too stupid to actually train her dog so she has no voice control over it. The dog reaches me, runs around and jumps on me repeatedly. When the woman gets closer I say, "You need to have your dog on a leash!" She replies, whining pathetically, "That dog isn't mine" pointing to the other dog that wasn't jumping on me. Not sure of her rationale I say, "But THAT dog IS yours!" pointing to the one who won't leave me alone. She's still yelling its name and chasing it around ME so I say, "Last weekend there was a baby seal sleeping on the beach right over there. Your dog needs to be on a leash! You are responsible for it." She looked appropriately embarrassed and drug her dog away. I'm pretty sure after twenty feet or so she let it loose again. Idiot!

I did find out between April 15th and Labor Day that whole section of beach is closed to cars which is why I never saw any cars on the beach. I know it's to protect the clams for clam digging, but I'm glad it helps the seal babies, too. I went to the next beach up the road where I see signs about vehicle closure, but I see cars on the beach? People are so stupid.

At the next beach one must pay a "day use fee" to park and stay. Really? I left instead, and then my ABS light came on! What's an ABS light? I didn't know. I look it up in the manual and it's the anti-lock brake system. The manual says if it comes on don't drive or you'll have an accident!!! I'm out in the middle of no where! What am I supposed to do?  I stop in this little town's teeny, tiny grocery store and the kid at the counter offers to call the local mechanic. Even though it's a Sunday he comes. He looks at the brakes and says it's fine. No worries. Doesn't charge me anything! I got back in the car and the light didn't come back on. Jeez.

Check out the signs ocean people display in front of their houses:




This guy is very passionate about whales.



He's not too keen on the local grocery store...



...Or the local meth house.

I think it would be fun to use your house as a personal billboard for all your outlandish opinions and have everyone think you are crazy. That's my goal.



Can you sense this guy's frustration? He was out mowing the lawn so when I asked permission to take a photo he told me about his house which is now vacant soon to be up for sale. Thieves have been dismantling the house taking everything including copper piping and pawning it. Police can't or won't do anything. The owner lives a few hours away so he's hoping the sign will inspire some crime watch in the area. He also plans to put up some more signs. Maybe I should have told him about the other sign guy who could share some advice or loan him a sign or two?

Wonderful adventurous day at the ocean!

What should my home billboards say about stink-saturated people?