( and made this out of it )
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible
Why is that?
Not why am I followed by only 6 lovely people, but why do I post this stuff over there and not also over here where I do have a least a couple more friends.
I've grown lazy, only doing my 365 post and not even that in a timely manner. I just figured 'Sure, wisdom is awesome but more photography, really?'
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY from wordsmith.org
Most people are mirrors, reflecting the moods and emotions of the times; few are windows,
bringing light to bear on the dark corners where troubles fester.
The whole purpose of education is to turn mirrors into windows
-Sydney J. Harris, journalist and author_1917-1986
frankly, they're so much more fun to do than any number of other things I thought of doing recently.
I keep imagining that every icon that can be made has been made but then,
someone does an 'Icon Post' and I realize, there are plenty more to make.
Hope you like, and sure, I should probably put them behind a cut, but I like them here.
1. 2. 3. 4. 5.
6. 7. 8. 9. 10.
11. 12.13 1415.
Just let me know if you take one, otherwise, enjoy.
Your result for What Your Taste in Art Says About You Test...
Extroverted, Progressive, and Intelligent
21 Cubist, -15 Islamic, -6 Ukiyo-e, -16 Impressionist, 16 Abstract and -31 Renaissance!
Cubism was a 20th century avant-garde movement, pioneered by Pablo Picasso and Georges Braque. It revolutionized European art and inspired changes in music and literature. The first branch of cubism, known as Analytic Cubism. It was both radical and influential as a short but highly significant art movement between 1908 and 1911 mainly in France. In its second phase, Synthetic Cubism, (using synthetic materials in the art) the movement spread and remained vital until around 1919.
People that chose Cubist paintings as their favorite art form tend to be very individualized people. They are more extroverted and less afraid of speaking their opinions then other people. They tend to be progressive and are very forward thinking. As the cubist painting is like looking into a shattered mirror where you can see different angles of the images, the people that prefer these paintings like looking at all angles of a problem. These people are intelligent and they are the transformers of our generation. They look beyond what is seen into what things could become. They are ready to leave the ideas of the past behind and look at what the future has to offer.
certainly would work for me,
if only it were all true
This first time I'm posting 13 icons for GlamNation.
One each_Brook & Terrance/ Sash
All, of course, are 100x100
( see all the pretty people I've made very small )
Let me know what you think or if you might like to snag, thanks.
located in the pleasant enough little sea-side community of Soquel
yesterday, Saturday, at 7:30am, which is why we got in because
the town is a 45-minute drive away from San Jose,
way on the other side of the Santa Cruz Mountains,
where no one from San Jose wants to be at the above-mentioned time & on any given day.
Oh, and the test wasn't done until 1:00pm
so, I stayed, with a couple of friends, and
while they chatted away, I took pictures.
Why are you not surprised?
And well, we shopped.
Isn't there like a NaNoWriMo for photography?
I think I remember hearing something, somewhere in the not too distant past?
'I don't crop. Photography is like diamond cutting. If you miss you miss. There is no difference with painting. If you don't cut you have to accept the whole image. You wait until life is in the frame, then you have the permission to click. I like the adventure of waiting until the whole frame is full.'
So none of these are cropped. Amazingly though, for Lauren and me, between Boston, Manhattan, and the skies over America, the camera frame was full over 1,300 times. Probably a little excessive, we are apparently not that fond of waiting but who's to say? Certainly not Mr. Rauschenberg's philosophy but he got to live in NYC, and we were only visitors.
Periodically, I'm going to post photos from our trip based on themes like "Reflections" & "Darkness" and "Family'.
This is the first of two posts featuring
The first has a rainbow ring, the rest are self-explanatory. I obviously have a jones for clouds
The first two are Lauren's -- I love her first one, the last two are of the train we took from Boston to NYC. It's empty, the lights are low and that gives the photos a kind of spooky quality. Soon enough, it will be standing-room only but for awhile, in the station in Boston, we had the place to ourselves. And, I am obviously pushing my little point & shoot to its limit.
Every year, nearly, we go to Morgan Hill which is about twenty miles south. Little town that does a nice job with the Fourth of July and it's easy in and easy out, if you plan it right.
Click on to make bigger.
( to one of Lauren & Jimmy taking photos & one of some local ducks )
Happy 79th Birthday
The works of your lifetime have always been, and continue to be, wondrous to me
I can only hope that you have many more productive years ahead of you
The second is Jasper Johns in 1955 or so taken by Robert Rauschenberg in New York
This picture came up for auction at the time of the Armory Show a couple of months ago. Just prior, I inquired as to it's price which was $20,000.00. I had to confess that that was just a tad more then I could afford.
The third and fourth are Rauschenberg and Johns in the mid 1950s in their New York lofts
One lived on the fourth floor while the other lived on the fifth
And as always, if you click on the pic, they get bigger.
People find their transformative experiences in many different ways and in many different places, in religion, in nature, in books and music. For me, most of mine have been because of art and have taken place in museums and galleries. And more often than not, Jasper Johns's work has been involved in some way. One of my most vivid memories was the very first time I saw his work, not in some book, but live, up-close, and in-person at the Los Angeles County Museum. There were several pieces, all from the mid-late 1950s and early 1960s, and I was in awe, struck silent, positively giddy.
He used a technique called encaustic where pigment was mixed into heated beeswax and applied directly to the canvas. Then when dry, a heat source was used to smooth over the surface. Then another layer of beeswaxed pigment was applied, more heat was used and so on creating laayers of lush pigment. The technique, as used expertly by him, led to the most sensuous surface textures imaginable.
There have been other times, other experiences that have transformed my life as with Moris Louis and Mark Rothko in San Francisco, Hans Hofmann and Robert Rauschenberg in Los Angeles, and Franz Marc in Munich, Brancusi in Paris -- and yes, the Davids in Florence -- but, for me, the work of Johns -- both the first time I saw him in LA and the first time my daughter did the same some thirty years later in San Jose -- live in a kind of heightened state of memory. Crystal clear and pure somehow. Lauren was gleeful when she first saw one of his flag paintings, she was squirming in my arms, she wanted to touch. I know the feeling. I only envy her that she was able to know that feeling when she was four while I had to wait all the way until I was in my late teens.
Thank you Mr. Johns. Thank you for showing me, and so many others, how painting not only could be done, but still can be done even at 79. I owe you.
which is about half an hour away, over the coastal mountain range,
which is what divides us from the Pacific on a daily basis,
and where I shot some photos of a typical January afternoon there.
I meant to post a few before but forgot until now.
Click, naturally, to make large, and actually more in focus.
Once there, click on Full Size to make larger and in focus.
of one of the Boardwalk's wooden roller coasters,
which came out darker than actuality since I was shooting into the sun