A community comes together for face paint, flirting, and a fantastic fox.
"There is no set of instructions on how to listen to EST. There are no rules on how to support EST. EST is me, EST is you, and we, in our own way, are established artists."
As dusk falls the early glow of streetlights illumines the shadows of N. Hamilton Street. Below the brief radiance of the electric torches, a horde of lurching forms moves steadily forward to attend the Lawn Chair Film Festival.