Conversational journeys over cups of chai, at home and abroad.

Dr. Seuss and The Sandman

Mom and I, and Auntie Peggy and Laura drove around Old Town Santa Barbara looking for a Huell Howser landmark.  It wasn’t easy to find.  Mom spotted it first, and we turned down an alley off of Haley and State, and there it was.  It was magnificent.  Its footprint is small – only 20′ x 20′, so they gave it some height instead – 4 floors.  Mom told us that it took some heavy politicking and finagling before the city would approve the design of this building, but it was well worth the fight.  It’s called the Ablitt House.  The interior living space is about 700 square feet, and I can’t wait to go back for an indoor tour.  It is unique and whimsical and curvy and tall and handsome, and looks like the type of place Dr. Seuss would conjure up if he was into city planning.

Later that day, we had just finished up the Sunday art walk along the beach and were stepping onto the pier to hunt down some margaritas when we passed by this sand sculpture.  The man who created it is homeless, and asked for donations if photos were to be taken, which I gladly paid.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“Sandman!” he shouted back.

“You’re very talented.  Did you go to art school?”

“This is art school!”

Turns out he’s a sculptor and a philosopher, and I found myself humbled and in deep admiration.

He didn’t want his own picture taken, so I’m not going to show his face.  But the soldier in the sculpture bore a remarkable resemblance to the artist.

Further along the pier, down in the sand, a series of blankets were laid out with “toss a coin / try your luck” themes.  I suspect these belonged to the artist as well.

The four of us wrapped up our afternoon across the street at the park, on a carousel.  Let me mention here that those carousel horses aren’t really designed to accommodate full-grown adults, but we all had goofy smiles on our faces the whole time just the same. — Patty

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