I just hoped the grassy area of broken concrete I found to park the car would have no tire-slashing glass. This is a part of Houston, after all. Philip looked surprised at where and how I’d parked the car, but I knew he wanted to get home, and I had promised only 10 minutes of looking at the lovely bowls, and no soup at all since we would meet the rest of the family at 100% Taquito later.
We got to the Houston Center for Contemporary Craft late, but there were still plenty of bowls, people sitting outside on the perfect day, and a lone singer entertaining under the Whole Foods awning. Empty bowls is what it is, and the $25 bowls benefit the Houston Food Bank. It’s a great charity, fun to get the bowls, to see who made them, and to listen to the music outside. I love the informal mix of charity, art, and sunshine. I love the thought of all the potters getting together to make their bowls for this special day. I bet many people never otherwise would visit either the Contemporary Craft Center, or the Lawndale Art Center, both right on Main Street, just north of the main museum district.
Philip picked out an interesting bowl, glazed blue and patterned, not quite round. I looked at, but did not choose, a bowl to join those at home. Maybe in St. Louis where they have Empty Bowls also, but only seem to make $10/bowl. Soon enough afterwards the kids home for the weekend dispersed across central Texas, to Austin, San Antonio, Bryan, and all have homes and enough to eat. Empty Bowls helps those that don’t, and we thought about them on this sunny day.