Nathan and I have been volunteering at Blue Heron for a few years now, and this year, we wanted to have a major contribution to the festival. Him being a prolific artist, and me being an atypical mechanical engineer, we brainstormed some ideas for a large art installation.
Dear Layla,
I remember standing in my driveway when your keys got turned over to me. That was back before you got most of the scratches, dents, and stains that I subjected you to, and you were more than flawless in my 16 year old eyes. You were a symbol of freedom; of that trancendental time my life where I was beginning to make my own decisions on who I wanted be. I was facing big choices in life – what college to attend, what major to study, who to date, who to be friends with – and you were the tangible extension of my own free will – the choice to go wherever I desired.
What happened?
Seriously, I’m not sure. The All Good Festival is a place to make wonderful memories and forget them just as quickly.
I consider myself a festival veteran at this point. I’ve been to dozens of smaller outdoor music festivals and I usually feel very safe and comfortable. All Good made me feel like it was my first time. And everyone remembers their first time a little differently than the rest, don’t they? 😉
I’ve grown to have a real preference for festivals like Blue Heron and events at Ledges because of their size. When a festival has about 3,000-8,000 people, it’s large enough to meet new people, provide new experiences, and draw some descent talent, but small enough that you don’t get overwhelmed in the flurry of glow stick juice and sin. (Not that glow stick juice and sin are always bad things).
