If you’ve ever thought someone needed to get a life, spare a thought for this guy. I was peddling the treddly through nearby Plaza de la Virgen on the weekend. It’s a very popular part of town. It’s a big open public space. At one end is this fossilised looking guy taking a bath. He’s there day or night I’ve noticed. (Whatever floats your bath I guess!)
Lined with open air cafes at one end, the plaza is always bustling with people. It also tends to attract the arty types. What caught my eye was this small mound of sand right in the middle of the plaza. So there’s this guy with a teaspoon. He looked a bit arty, so I assume it’s in the name of “art”. There he is slowly shuffling back and forth shifting the pile of sand from one side to the other, one teaspoon at a time. He’s moving at snail pace carrying his tiny spoon as if it had an egg on it. Now I like art, don’t get me wrong. But seriously, he would have had to get permission to do that, surely?
I thought about giving him a hand or at least offering him my bike to help get his job done a bit quicker. But he was clearly “in the zone” without the need for my help.
I never got back see if my friend managed to shift his pile of sand. There was much more happening around the city. It must have been national art day. On just about every corner was an artist painting. Buildings and architecture was the common subject. I can see where they’re coming from. To me, whenever I have heard a place described as full of architecture, I’ve always developed this bit of a yawn. Boring. But rather than the academic connotations it’s always conjured up in my mind, it’s actually the opposite. Living within one of the oldest cities in Europe with all its architecture of a bygone era, creates a fascinating feeling of being taken back into such a completely different past world. Add in all these arty characters, whether it’s shifting piles of sand with a teaspoon, painting or filling the different corners of the city with music, brings it all so much to life.
And this opulent looking carriage I came across from the 18th century. It may have been the quickest way to get around back then or send a letter by post. But I still like the idea of just pressing this little button, this one right here, to send this post. Right this very instance. Did you get it?