A Rusty Beginning

the beginning of a four day regional choir festival.
The first day of rehersals, I looked above me in that rusty little town. It amazed me how much rust there was about the place- and if you know me- and my artwork, i have a soft spot for rust.

I gaze above me, at that functional school, see the age and gasp at it's beauty. The reds and blues ad fantastic spirit of the material made me feel excited for that days long rehersal.

The festival is over, I got 5th place for the soprano 1's (if i had gotten 4th i would have moved on to states)

it was my last festival. and i believe it was my most fun.
Amazing memories, amazing people, and amazing rust.
i want to go back for the rust.
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i like rust...
(full view is DEF. worth your time )