The fantasyland that is the Allied Arts Council's annual Arts Fund video is a single-shot amalgamation of a microcosm inside a Russian nesting doll wrapped in 1/4 of a downtown block.
Whew, that is a potently tiny atmosphere. Like Horton Hears a Who, except all the Whos are shouting the second act of La Boheme, then Bob Shultz flutters by.
How often do you see on the streets of St Joe, steel drummers, violinists, a dance troupe, roller derby girls, a dapper tandem bike couple, and Bob Shultz fluttering by?
A sight like that only happens two times a year, at best. (Maybe more if Magoon's Mushroom Fest was successful.) So donate to the Arts Fund if you have the means, if not, no sweat. But don't be surprised when Bob Shultz flutters by your window groaning "the arts are essential!"