Tonight we happily gave in to the oakwood undertow and enjoyed our last night watching the sun set over the hills beond our palm-tree lined pool at the North Clubhouse at Oakwood Apartments. It was a perfect, breezey summer night so my wonderful room mate and better half, Rachael, and I followed our noses around the corner to find the grills sizzling and a multitude of some of the most creative and caring people I know. I felt my heart swell with happiness seeing so many fun faces that have so shaped this summer experience in Los Angeles for me. It is truly bittersweet to leave.
There is simply nothing like being in the company of so many people who share your life-altering passion for ART. They are the true art, for it lies within them. It is so evident I had to sit back and take in the art in those around me: Amidst palm trees, grill steam, and a light breeze there are un-matched feelings of festivity: Bee and Jo burst into hysterical laughing, Colin sets up music from his lap top or joins Tyler, Joe, Paul, and Andy trade off cameras and jokes while capturing moments of the art around them. Brandon starts dancing; Patrick starts laughing; Jeff calls out “Cheeseburger! Hot Dog!” hot off the grill for us. I hear Chris White’s contagious laugh, Carmine making Ashley and Rachael laugh, Courtney moving about bringing her down-to-earth self to each mingling grouping. It is the visuals and auras that set the scene: The pleasant countenance of Joe, the beauty of Jordan, the vivaciousness of Jaime, the easy-going, fun nature of Mike, the non-stop entertainment of Chris White, the passionate coolness of Andy, the empathetic gentleman of Matt M. and the genuine and approachableness of Matt H. We were missing enough members of our group tonight who had already left that it was definately a bitter-sweet event. With their art I believe we would have been truely a masterpiece :D. I will miss this place.