Since I'm filled with youth, I had to wait until now to get my shots, so I'm half vaxxed; second shot in 6 weeks. This is extra great, as we have our first significant community cases here after months.
On my SG LotsaHealthy app, it shows my vaccination is in progress! (Also, I have not been in contact with anyone infected.) The same app is used for checking in/out of everywhere, enabling contact tracing and thus protection from that unmasked guy with the combover!
Did you say half-vaxxed?
The otters came out to frolic, and showed off their diving moves.
The giant moth came to visit, but I wasn't super keen.
And the huge creepy floating baby said congrats too.
The hibiscus flowered yellow, and entranced us with its symmetry.
In commemoration, we went to the Chihuly Glass in Bloom exhibit.
Dale Chihuly, renowned American artist, makes glowy glass sculptures in the shape of coronaviruses. From an art perspective, I'm not sure these are too hard to make, but they seem hard to stick together without breakity messes. Especially shipped overseas.
The otters came out to frolic, and showed off their diving moves.The giant moth came to visit, but I wasn't super keen.
My cuddle buddy Harvey Bodhi came, and he gave me head butts to celebrate!
The hibiscus flowered yellow, and entranced us with its symmetry.In commemoration, we went to the Chihuly Glass in Bloom exhibit.Dale Chihuly, renowned American artist, makes glowy glass sculptures in the shape of coronaviruses. From an art perspective, I'm not sure these are too hard to make, but they seem hard to stick together without breakity messes. Especially shipped overseas.
I'm hoping that my body is currently preparing to fight these narsty spikes! Scary!
There's an essay to be written about art, life, and our culture here. I see the sculpture below as a more virulent variant. You?
Luckily here, I thought more about how these would be nice dinner plates. Thinking about dinner is better for the mental health.
This one is my favourite, because you can't tell where the art ends and the reflection starts. Much like other art forms, such as reality TV, or this blog.
I may have mentioned before that I'm not great at art, but I call this one Pupae.
And this one, Melted Dreams.
Ok, that was surprisingly somber, so let's pick it up. This weekend, after waiting 48 hours after my shot as is the recommendation here, Barry and I passed our Don't be Dumb about Wine course level 1! Now we're only moderately foolish, but unlikely to pass another level.
