Header Attribution

The header photo is a wall in the Depot Art District in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Wall Panel


Wall panel by the elevator
in the lobby of
a DC hotel...
art and beauty in the most
unexpected places!

People looked askance
at me while I was
getting this shot.
I'm sure they thought
I had lost my mind.
They really don't see the art!
Sad, and a little scary.

Taken 17 November 2010.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Experience Incredible!


It was incredible before ya even went inside!
Sadly, I did not indulge
in their pizza
because I had just come from a thoroughly
filling meal elsewhere.
But I did go in and look around.
Who could resist?

Taken 15 October 2010,
in Buena Vista, California.

NOTE: I'll be offline for the next week.  Please do not run away to Timbuktu!
And if you do, take lots of pictures.
And share them.
Pretty please.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Spinning Butterfly


This is a garden ornament
called a "spinner."
It has the shape of a butterfly
in the center
with concentric butterfly-shaped rings
graduated outward.
When the wind catches it just right
it spins like crazy!




Couldn't resist sharing
a few of these pics
just to demonstrate
the differences in shapes,
lines, textures,
captured at different moments
of spin.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Street Art # 12: Colorado Springs


OK,
so I'm expanding the generally accepted
definition of "Street Art"
to include outdoor
"formal" art installations.
It's art.
It's on the street
(or at least visible from the street).

I found these two cowboys
beautiful and intriguing. 
I wanted to hear what the guy
in front was telling the other guy.

Forever caught in mid-conversation
in downtown Colorado Springs, Colorado.

I like the photo above because there is little evidence
that you are not out in the wilderness somewhere.
The view below,
while not so great of the sculpture itself,
illustrates the context.


Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Light, Grass, Rocks


Early morning light
makes long, thin shadow-stripes
from the blades of grass
pushing their way
through this crowd of stones.

Taken 16 September 2010.

Friday, March 11, 2011

New Door, Mature Facade


Lovely, mature brick facade
(early 20th century cigar factory)
meets handsome, fit young pair of doors.
Grand old dame adopts twins.
Amazing how the spartan contemporary lines
of these new doors do not seem out of place
nestled in this crusty brick alcove.
Granted, the pattern in the glass
is very art deco,
and also reminiscent of craftsman style,
with a tip of the hat to Frank Lloyd Wright
and Tiffany.

Attractive.
Appealing.
Artsy.
Ahh!-inspiring.

Taken on 2 August 2010,
in Ybor City,
Tampa, Florida.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Staring at Stairs


Straight lines going this way and that,
squares and rectangles,
perpendiculars, diagonals,
steel, concrete, wire mesh,
bolts and brackets,
banisters and balconies,
verdigris vertigo,
a lamp post waiting at the summit,
and overcast sky lends a stark white cyclorama.

Taken in Colorado Springs, Colorado,
18 July 2010.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Power Cloud


Layers of serendipitous composition!
Blue dome of sky unblinking;
Vapor trail pierces like a heart-bound dagger;
Hidden sun reveals its starry identity;
Fiery smoke threatens to occlude all light;
Power trestle stands its ground,
darker shade against the encroaching cloud,
extending lines of voltage-laden connectivity
to its team-mates in a stubborn
round of Red Rover.

Taken on 8 October 2010,
during a "controlled burn."

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Smart Smeller


Potpourri.
How do they get that aroma to stick
to those sticks
for so long???
Somebody,
Somewhere,
meticulously
dyed or painted
wood chips, pine cones,
and sundry other dried plant parts
so that we could have aromatic, colorfully adorned
bits of nature in a bowl
in our living room.
Bless their hearts.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Dwelling Place


A little corner of blue heaven
imposing itself 
on pale windowless cubes;
shadows pushing back
to declare their transient dominance;
lines drawn between
light and dark
heaven and earth;
stairway
a rising crescendo
escorting dwellers
to their nightly mausoleum
where they take their repose
beyond the reach of
encroaching shades.