Saturday, January 29, 2011

A sip of forever?




From a brilliant and fun art exhibit at the Nelson-Atkins Art Museum. It was by the British ceramics (and conceptual) artist, Clare Twomey, and its purpose was to prompt viewers to consider perpetuity, and perpetual responsibility. I signed up to take home one of the cups (for forever) but, alas, it was given away to some unworthy--to some person who probably never gave eternity more than a moment's thought in his/her life.

http://www.nelson-atkins.org/art/Exhibitions/twomey/index.cfm

Well it was bound to happen. Lydia has found my blog. Lydia was at the laptop and I was on the desktop computer. Out of the blue (or so I thought) she said, "Dad, you are a profound writer." Wow. That's really nice to hear from anyone and especially from one's daughters, especially given that that daughter will be entering teenagerdom less than a couple of months from now and that may be the last compliment I hear for some good long while. So I asked her, "Why do you say that? What are you reading? "Oh, your blog." "Oh....what are you reading in particular?" "It's your post about pleasure. You say you like the feel of washing your hands." "Alrighty then! Umm....why don't you stop reading there, honey, and read something else?!" ("Something," I was tempted to add, "that's more family-friendly." D'oh!!!)

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Winter of 2010-2011 (thus far)

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My goal, dear reader, was to bring you pain from beauty or, if not from beauty, then from cold.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

snowfall

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Hey, no attempt at creepy here. I aimed for beautiful.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Where is My Eyeball?

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Somewhere Over the Eyeball





Photos of the double-rainbow taken the same day I took the photos of the (glorious) eyeball.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Eye in the Sky



"I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all."

--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Not a perfect fit, but I've been wanting to post that quote for years. I finally broke down and did it.

All the eyeball photos in this glorious eyeball-rific series are from photos I originally took of an eyeball sculpture we saw in a sculpture park in St. Louis. [Yes, even the "Pop Goes the Eyeball" eyeball, which (obviously) I cropped and reduced in size.] We were driving from Rome to KC to visit my parents, and though the drive is nearly 800 miles, and we completed the trip in a single day, I insisted on stopping at the park specifically to visit the giant eyeball. One must pay hommage where hommage is due, no?

We spent a good hour or two there walking about and taking in the weird sculptures.

Oh, glory.

Pop Goes the Eyeball

Like a Rolling Eyeball



So beautiful. So so beautiful. So Beautiful.

Magic eyeball, thank you.

With a Little Help From My Eyeball

Dark Side of the Eyeball



Monday, January 10, 2011

Welcome to the Eyeball



Self-portraits in front of the giant eyeball.

Prepare for more eyeball photos, friends. And....Happy New Year to you!!!