For the Daily Prompt: dominant.
At Saturday’s march here, there were lots of hats, all colors, and people without hats. But overall, pink is still dominant.
For the Daily Prompt: dominant.
At Saturday’s march here, there were lots of hats, all colors, and people without hats. But overall, pink is still dominant.
My guesstimate is around 2000 people in Port Townsend yesterday, huge range of age, race and gender. Stand up, speak up, march and vote!
And my guess is LOW! The PDN estimates 4000: http://www.peninsuladailynews.com/news/thousands-turn-out-for-peninsula-womens-march-in-port-townsend/.
And more women to run for office. Bravo!
For Norm 2.0’s Thursday Doors, from the National Museum of Women in the Arts.
My photographs and posts last week were from Maryland and the art is from the National Museum of Women in the Arts: https://nmwa.org/, in Washington, DC.
Today I am going to start reposting the art, along with photographs of the names of the artists and titles of the work.Β The current show is titled “Magnetic Fields”, after the above work by Mildred Thompson, and is about black women abstract artists.

So let’s go through them one by one:

I did not capture the explanations. But the piece on the right is by Judy Chicago.

This one I did:

Threshold and Rest, I did not capture the name of the artist.

Here:


Here:

This is a fabulous and gorgeous museum. I enjoyed exploring it with my family and thought that my mother, an artist, would be very pleased.
For the Daily Prompt: treat!
For the Daily Prompt: extravagant.
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #3.
This is our local Haller Fountain, a statue of Galatea, taken on Saturday during the Women’s March. I’d like to say the soft focus was on purpose, but that is more of an “alternative fact”.
My daughter and I marched yesterday.
She decided to come home from college for the weekend, planning to leave Saturday night. I decided not to go to the Seattle Womxn’s march, but do the Port Townsend one and asked her to join me.
We went out to breakfast and then to our small downtown. I no longer have television and look at news sites daily though a bit erratically, so neither of us had a pink hat. I wore my Mad As Hell Doctors t-shirt, my lab coat from working at the National Institutes of Health with the National Cancer Institute Patch, my Rotary name badge and pins gathered from going across the country trying to get medicare for all, single payer health care, from 2009 until now.

Four bus loads went from our county to the Seattle march. We heard that the Bainbridge ferry was FULL. That is, they couldn’t not take any more walk on people. Another thirty people or more flew to the Washington DC march. And in Port Townsend, my guess is that we still had 200-300 people, women, men and children, people in wheelchairs, babies, gay, lesbian, straight, bi, trans, that marched from a small park downtown to the Haller Fountain. Galetea, naked statue at the fountain, sported a pussy hat.

Our local organizer spoke and our House Representative, Derek Kilmer.

Older women spoke about demonstrating over and over in their lives. A friend of mine called me up to help her sing Holly Near’s Singing for Our Lives, making up new verses on the fly. They invited people to speak.

I spoke: “I am one of your local doctors. I want to be able to treat anyone who comes to my clinic. We are one nation: health care for all. No discrimination: medicare for all.”



Home then, and tired. My daughter has decided she wants to learn guitar, to play while people sing. I taught her basic chords and basic strumming. We sang Jamaica Farewell. She picks it up immediately, after all of those years of viola. And she will take one of my father’s guitars back to college.
And this is amazing: https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2017/01/21/world/womens-march-pictures.html?smid=fb-share
Blessings all around.
Physicians for a National Health Care Program: http://www.pnhp.org/
These are the Lawnchairs, a local drill team that marched in our Rhododendron Festival festival in 2006.
Sometimes you don’t have to run away to join the circus. I think that our election process is a circus… and I am scared of the clowns.
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