Right. This exercise was to draw your daily newspaper. The Sun is not - but temporarily - it is one of TWO newspapers we are now getting at the house. The Sun, no doubt is a Ying to the other paper's Yang.
The drawing itself is rubbish in spots (where the top page is smaller than the bottom one) and quite pleasing (how the car is rendered on the top page). Such is most of my drawings ... a mashup of good and bad.
In any event - what made this drawing particularly useful to me was the Honda Indy pull out section wherein I could memorialize this year's Indy. Not for the car race but for the 5K run. The "run" consisted of runners, walkers and wheelchairs - all travelling around the Indy course.
The race was a little disorganized but a perfect race is devoid of interesting stories and memorable images. Yes ... I will never forget being sent forward with the rest of the runners to get to the 5K start line. The lead car was confused to the actual start line. Then we could not hear the start gun. Then, we looked behind and saw wheelchairs barrelling down the track towards us. Great fun!
The course itself is the Indy Track. I cannot believe that race cars go around such a narrow, turny track. No straight aways. Just turns and narrowness. Lots of narrowness. It was narrow for me at about 9 km/hour. The indy cars go at about 240. Hoo.
Often races have fun things to do - expos with give-aways, swag-bags and whatnot. This race had air-brush temporary tatoos. Triple loved that. I got a lion on my forearm. Let me rephrase that ... a big ass black and orange lion head. It is still doing well and I confess to pampering it with a light touch and delicate dab drying.
The run itself was a stinker. 38C humidex. I need a minimum oxygen saturation in the air I breathe to be effective. I suspect I could have been faster (and happier) with cooler temperature. Having said that - the sun did go in for our run and that was quite lovely.
Best piece of swag was a pen with a carabeener clip.
Most interesting encounter ... the Hooter Girls ... I had never seen one before. They were the "hostesses" at the mustering point. All writers must be open to new experiences - to see new life forms and new civilizations. The HGs classify. For the record, they appear to have very strict dress codes (ie there is a McDonald's/assembly line - type consistency to their outfits - not even the slightest variation in outfits). This I found interesting ... mostly because it means (as in so many areas of commerce) the Brand Rules.
Second most intereseting encounter ... we got lost and found ourselves in the middle of the Indy display set up. There was a car ... an Indy or F1 car ... on a pedestal. It had very specifically focused spot lights and was sitting on an angle wherein a thin plane of water was streaming under the car (to give it sleekness and light bounce). There was a guy (it's always a guy with car detailing ...) in his bare feet, standing in the water and polishing the polish on the highly polished polish. I was worried he would wipe off the shine ...
The only thing this race makes me want to do, frankly, is to run it again next year.
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