Our day at St. Elmo Village

They have the most amazing found-object sculptures.

A close-up of someone's really cool painting.

My Diego being his usual obnoxious self. Check out the background floor. Michael wanted me to point out that the floor is no longer muddy and you don't have to walk on planks during rainy season and its been that way for about eleven years now. Okay then.

A painting hanging in the children's workshop. I would totally rock this Jimi Hendrix in my house!

My love with his latest creation.

With another one of his creations. I love these two paintings. That is one talented brotha, don't you agree?

Another sculpture.

My mama walking over a floor painting that did years ago. It was my ode to the breastfeeding mother. They will be repainting these floors in April, and I get the feeling it's not going to be as easy to paint on my hands and knees like it was when I was 25. I will definitely need some knee pads and 800 mg. Motrin. Fo sho.

Cyan looking all tough-guy, as usual.

One of the loves of my life.

Maya with her favorite big brother, Diego.

Na na na na naaa naanaa...wanna be on top? My America's Next Top Model. She always strikes a pose like this one.

One of my all-time favorite paintings at the Village, by Rozzell Sykes.

My honey and his dear friend, mentor and director of St. Elmo, Roderick Sykes.

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