We planned on being at Art Crawl all day. I honestly thought at some point he’d pack his things and head out early, but he didn’t. Dare I say I saw my grumpy man smiling and joking around with strangers?

It took a bit of coaxing for viewer interaction with our piece, but once we tweaked our set-up the ball was rolling. We basically had to force folks to become a part of it all.

From what I witnessed this opened Christian up as well. I’m not going to tell you my long drawn out thoughts about Houston’s Art Crawl (i love it every year). What I will say is this year’s crawl wasn’t about the collection on the wall for me, but watching Christian for the first time explain our art, why we decided to share these private moments in our lives, the reasons behind inviting the viewer to totally immerse themselves into a select portion of our lives. It made the long day worth it.

Look at all that pda!

Many thanks for documenting our lives crystal.

Now. It’s clear Christian and I are so different. He’s the logistics and I’m the “How does this make me feel,” “go with the flow” type person (possibly read: I play too much). That’s what I get for being partners with an engineer and what he gets for being in a partnership with an artist.

Ok so this post would be odd if I didn’t talk about how much I loved watching folks walk around and on our images. How set up the night before with friends was the greatest. How making new artist friends is always such a plus in life. But most of all how this chick throwing our scraps in the air made my life. Till next year!