A little found wire drawing.
(It's tie wire for securing tar paper cylinders for investment mold-making...
in case you were wondering...)
(It's tie wire for securing tar paper cylinders for investment mold-making...
in case you were wondering...)
I went to an talk and opening reception at the Muscarelle Museum tonight. Photographer David Brashear spoke about his love of architecture and talked about light created shifting patterns and textures. As I walked back to my office, past the unassuming loading dock and dumpster area I walk by every day...I was struck by the geometries and textures of this spot.

I went to the VMFA today and got to see some excellent work,
I took a little walk on this bright, clear, cooler (77 degree) day. Had a nice lunch with a friend, and wandered home, remembering past 9/11s. I decided to stop and get one of my long time favorite things-- daiquiri ice sorbet. I've liked it since I was a kid, and somehow it seemed a good idea today. Remembering the good things along with the heartbreaking. Hear here.
I was just thinking about absence and intersections. (I'd been brainstorming a new artwork/performance with an old friend.) And as I left work, bam. Look at that.
I nearly forgot to take a photograph again today. Woke up in the middle of the night and took this. I don't know why I like my bathroom window so much. I guess it's the way it frames the view. I look out the window, above the curtain, and see the sky, and sometimes the top of the crepe myrtle in my yard. It's a nice little view, even in the middle of the night.