Community lights at Florence Biennale – Part II

We can touch them?!

Yes, you can! πŸ˜‰

It is so engraved in our education that we cannot touch the artwork, that this is always a nice surprise. I love to touch the artworks. 😊

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So, yeah, quite a lot of people like the installation. They do not interact unless invited, but the ones who actually interact have a very positive reactions. I like.

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A little girl, so beautifully dressed, just walked in. After a little bit of encouragement she walked around the objects… Again and again… she brought her parents afterwards. So much joy and wonder! She made my day. I can go home now! 😊

She wanted a photo with me. Aww! πŸ₯° Now I can really go home!

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Wow! Belle rencontre 🀩 so many ideas in common and he has the courage I never had to travel the world. He just finds jobs where he goes to sustain himself. It’s the second person this month that I meet who travels as a life style. If there was ever a moment… It isn’t now for me πŸ˜† tic tac, right ? πŸ™„ If not now, then when, right? πŸ˜• Anyway, check his blog or Instagram and get inspired. 😁

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Sometimes you have to make an extra effort to get a little bit of interaction.

Sometimes that little bit is enough, especially when you are full of feeling already.

Complimenti

Or just a nod of approval.

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A couple walked in and I raised my eyes from the drawing and was a bit starstruck by the woman, beautiful, red, long hair, tattoos, nose ring, nice outfit 🀩 He wasn’t bad either. They turned to me:

Hi

Oops, I should have said that first πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚

Hi

πŸ˜†

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Nice Asian woman with green hair, like mine πŸ’š, came in and gave particular attention to the smallest object. Aww, really nice!

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After 6 hours, however, this becomes hard. I just need to be in my head. With myself. And I said I will stay 8 hours today. Je t’en prie ne me laisse pas πŸ™ƒ

I spoke a lot of French. I like.

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I don’t know what I would have done if I was not able to light my work… It happened to an artist. I would have figured something, but I can’t imagine what… It’s like… Scary. So happy all went well. β€οΈπŸ§‘πŸ’›πŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œ

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I spent a good part of the day drawing the interior courtyard I dreamt before coming to Florence. I want to finish it and draw it from more views. There is something about it. I guess if I need to focus my energy somewhere, this is a good place.