A new LifeBoat in the Making ~
A new LifeBoat in the Making ~
So, I am driving along looking for a 2 hour free parking spot down town. This requires a lot of quick focus if you are alone. But something caught my eye.
Do I continue on with my parking drama? or do I stop for a better look?
because I need a closer look at this.
Clearly it is a fairy house, you can see her resting over to the left near her fire truck and her silver car. See her pink wings? Such a tidy little home she has.
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So, I am walking along my sometimes usual path to shop for supper when I notice this ~
I’ve seen this tree trunk many many times, but this time I saw it … upside down
and I could see exactly what was missing
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So, I am walking along a city block looking at all the amazing magnolia blossoms that are getting really serious about the coming Spring
and I wonder
will this bird be back?
I am glad I do not live in Buffalo NY … but I think it would be Amazing!
These signs make me want to hop across the street like a cartoon in this frozen position
This looked like a dead man to me when I first saw it
Moments like these give me the shivers
I am grossed out and amused at the very same time
Used gum is Icky … yes? … Yes!
Yes it is.
But I admit I had a bit of a fascination with it a while back. I even used it as the header image on my very first blog Some Things I find.
I was reminded of it again today, down at the Vancouver Art Gallery, but I was Totally out-Icked. This is what I saw. it’s an A B C Gum Fest (Already Been Chewed)
The idea is to add your own abc gum to this portrait of Douglas Copland, and add they did! And visitors still are, in between and getting photographed with it and taking selfies.
not to gross you out too much but this got me thinking about gum on the street again …
Over 3 walking miles of old black gum marks
nothing fresh enough to stick to my shoe
It’s either all down at the Gallery or folks just aren’t spitting out gum their on the sidewalk as much anymore …
Might we be evolving?
Might we be coming more civilized in the gum department?
or maybe not, considering that the above gum head sculpture is considered to be Art,
a kind of performance Art
and … while we are on the subjust of gum …
Does anybody remember Black Jack Gum?
Little Story One
Little Story Two
until they get to know your touch.
Is there anything more beautiful?
Little Story Three
Look closely, you can see the text through it’s heart.
Little Story Four
My friend who took in a rescue dog from Mexico a few years ago and Loves all animals, bought 3 of my porcelain Elephants. The little one in the middle is a rescue elephant, it can hardly stand up by itself. I can not sell it or gift it because of this. It needs to lean on another elephant for support. It went to her home, a good home and is happy and well cared for there as you can clearly see. This family of 4 was meant to be ~
Little Story Five
I felt like I was in a science fiction novel
Little Story Six
I would like a calling card like that ~
Little Story Seven
I would have liked to live where she lives.
Little and Last Story Nine
This gallery contains 17 photos.
I was at The Vogue Knit Live conference in Seattle last weekend and came upon this living moving knitted art sculpture. I was so intrigued. It reminded me of Tai Chi Push Hands. I found myself coaching them with their binds and releases in my mind as they move so sensitively in tandem. They responded so subtly to each others slightest movement. Sometimes their give-and-take created a big knot between them slowly tangling themselves up, then they would slowly slowly untangled themselves like in a kind of living puzzle.
~ Slow down and watch this little slide show ~
the hands and mind behind this work is fiber and performance artist ~ Antonia Price from Seattle
I think I’ll go out for walk…
“I’m walking down the hill to the water then on to visit the ducks at Jericho, then after a coffee, I’ll head back up the hill to home.”
… and the sun is going down
but these are just water marks in the sand
Willows, so colourful!
crescent moon and a plane flying west ….
Last Fall we had this little visual conversation going on our front hall table. Each one of us would add, move or remove something on a whim, It lasted about a month, here is a little taste of our Hall Table Conversation
~ uneasily beautiful ~
~ never cry over spilled milk ~
and then the wind blew it all away