artists love & hospitality in tucson

Tucson treats us well. Last night, we met Revo Lution and discussed a grand caravan of bi-sexual love that would travel the country. Here she is thinking about the possibilities. Revo: in case you forgot, you were the Hula Girl dressed in white. I was the girl with the guy with the camera. That was a wild night and this morning, a bit slow to start, we take a brunch at the Good Egg, or the Bland Egg more accurately, that stretches into a long meal of discussing the zodiac and a longer day of more discussion, technology errands, and food stocks. Back in the car, we soon find Solar Culture mentioned in the previous post. from there we continue to the Pride Parade getting underway just as twilight turns to night. Lo and Behold, many of the people we met the previous day at Outoberfest are here again tonight. Our table at Casba Vegetarian Café grew from just us four to old and new acquaintances. Revo Lution is back with her hoops dancing to the music in the street. More interviews flow. "These labels are restrictive," many say, "I just am who I am and I feel how I feel." For the most part everyone here is very open. We interview one man who carried a ten foot two by four with two posters with bible quotes: he wasn't forcing anything on anyone, he was moved, he tells us, by the fact that the lord saved him from a life-threatening drug addiction fifteen years ago and that the lord helps him every day. moving along we hear about the hippie migration that converted this street in tucson to the amenable place it is today in the early 21st Century.