So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.
The last few years have been busy and … challenging:
- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)
- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...
- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?
I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.
So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.
Stay safe everyone. Stay well.
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Thursday, February 2, 2017
Photo of the Day: Snowmen
Sometimes in transit, when you look up from your phone at just the right time, you see public art as it is meant to be discovered. This installation at the MetroNorth Hartsdale Train Station is located between the north and south-bound tracks, as part of a system-wide public art works project.
~ photo by iPhone, some filters.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Thursday, January 21, 2016
Photos of the Day: Rural Retreat of the Rich
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Photo of the Day: Serenity Now
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Photos of the Day: Sun, Sand, Sculpting
Whilst we wait for Mother Nature to put on her nightly show, Mother waits, and I take Nature's bounty and create more of a tribute in the sands - with streamers, ribbons and purses from the sea.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Retroblogging: What is Art? or "F-Art"?
In fact, 99.9% of the art on board was so awful that I didn't even waste digital space documenting them for posterity. Except for these three, which I used more for landmark and navigation guides than anything. I even made up a sad back story for the girl with the violin. Love or music? Love or music? I know she chose love, because she doesn't have the neck callus/hickey of a true string player.
On land, things were more aesthetically pleasing. I liked the art found on the streets better than the FArt at sea.
Someone please make me a stuffed L(l)amacorn. I could spin the hair into warm clothing and be MAGICAL!
I now realize why I bought so much real art from various street artists and independent shops in New Brunswick and Halifax. I was trying to balance out the FArt I was exposed to with the REAL stuff.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Photo of the Day: Devil, er, Angel in the Details
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Photo Flashbacks: Sculptures in the Shadows
I took these before I even watched the Doctor Who episodes with the Weeping Angels. Would I wander around Caramoor in the dark now, taking photos of the sculptures, by myself?
Probably not.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Retroblogging: Falling for Crafts in Chelsea
What I really like are the little crafty homegrown events, where you can really get close to the vendors and makers. Fairs like the one Jane and I went to in October in support of P.S. 11 partially sponsored by Etsy.
It was a beautiful fall day, a warm, delightful, perfect Indian Summer day. It was almost perfect weather for sandals. Isn't this display adorable?
Since the funds being raised were for P.S. 11's arts curricula and other vital education programs, I just loved this vendor - who re-purposes old musical instruments and cases into a variety of lights and shelves.
I know of at least one saxophone and trumpet that could be put to good use. If my brothers even still have them.
The light was just so great in spotlighting the various jewelry displays. I had to walk away from some gemstones, minerals, and glass art pieces - like these.
These little critters kept calling our names. Displayed adorably in old vintage suitcases and trunks, these stuffies are made from old cashmere sweaters - and considering the materials and hand-crafted-ness, were pretty affordable. Jane almost rescued a few friends. I had to stiffen my spine and walk away. My attic is already filled with a flock of stuffed friends.
There were other adorable re-purposed sweaters on display from other vendors at the market. The dress on the left was super cute, with a frilly lightweight skirt added to the top. A very similar scarf to the one one the right made its way home with Jane. The fleece leaves were warm and a season accent to otherwise boring fall coats.
It was a really a great day, including a bout of dress up ... with fripperies ... and fascinators.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
An Evening in the Garden
Blue Skies! Finally! |
These were so scrumptious. |
It's always so crowded in the Orchid show, and it's hard to get photos around other iFruit fotographers and those with enormous lenses, but look how things climb vertically in the Conservatory.
I just wanted to go back outside and soak up the sun.
Flirting with Galatea |
New York Botanical Garden
Orchid Exhibition
About the Exhibition
Manolo Valdés: Monumental Sculpture comprises seven bronze, cor-ten steel, and aluminum sculptures sited throughout the Garden’s dramatic landscape in locations that showcase the relationship between art and nature and promise visual interest during the changing seasons. In this exhibition Valdés has employed his signature monumental female heads in sculptures towering up to 17 feet tall and more than 50 feet wide. Each figure is enveloped by inventive floating headdresses inspired by shapes and forms found in nature, including ferns, palm fronds, and butterflies.
Middle Small:
l: 3 statues on the lawn in front of Conservatory; Acadia in the distance; Alhambra in middle; Galatea
r: Ivy in the Reflecting Pool
Middle Medium:
l: Alhambra framing the Conservatory
r: Acadia
Last Large:
Galatea