Now, Venice has even on it's most average days, a strong hippie-ish vibe about it. There's public artwork all over the place - painted murals, strange little graffiti stamps on the sidewalks that say things like, "find your way", sculpture - and of course the grandest work of all there ever was, the Pacific Ocean. But at a festival? What a hippie love fest of the highest order! There were booths selling clothing made of hemp, various hand-made artworks both practical and absurd, veggie hot-dogs, and bands every other block or so. As I was walking, I passed a jazz quartet, a funk band called "Rythym Child" that had the crowd pointing their fingers in the air to "show their unity", and a pop-band starring a valley-girl clone named "Brittney Elizabeth". There were people, children, dogs everywhere.
The Brothers from the Liberal Arts Masonic Lodge were doing a booth making photo id's and fingerprints for children, and I bumped into
Around sunset,