The mural is showing us who is boss. The mural is, of course!
I can make sketches, time-lines and to-do lists, but they’re all for naught.
In the end art is born, much like the baby pictured in the mural, unexpectedly, on its own terms.
So today, what would have been day one, is now day zero. No mural arrived. Instead we soaked in the beautiful Florida sun, made to stand in place by a scissor lift with a personality and strength all its own. Yet we are determined to make friends as it holds the key to our success!