Pop-Up Art

Friday, July 31, 2015

Today I am grateful for pop-up art. After we dropped the granddaughter off at her boyfriend’s house (yes, boyfriend) the other day, we decided to come home via the Delaware River Road. It’s longer and windy and sometimes crowded with little room to pull off to let commuters get past the lookers (us), but also stunningly beautiful. And it makes you take your time.

Every restaurant we wanted to stop at was closed and not just because it was Monday, but boarded-up-closed. That is a sad testament to our times. We decided on a diner in New Hope and then had a little “discussion” on the best way to get there. I thought we had to go through town or we’d already be past it. He thought we should take the 202 bypass and we’d still have to drive a little to get to it.

Why does some directionally challenged (me) argue? Of course, he was correct. But it didn’t matter because I was driving and went through New Hope, the way I wanted to go, anyway. There is always a reason. . .even if the reason is mine alone.

The town was unusually empty, so I could look around. We drove right past the huge, oil-drum, scrap metal elephants, but I caught a look in my peripheral vision. John hadn’t seen them. . . so of course, I turned around and went into the parking lot of the art studio (closed. . .all of New Hope closes on Monday. . .because of Sunday) so we could get up-close and personal. Pop-up art at its finest!

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