
Tiring of Art



I neglected to capture what this was or by whom, a collection of hanging lights in a forest of black threads.

On the left of the wall, Antony Gormley‘s Apart X (2003); on the right, a man apart
Shadow self-portrait

At the Art Museum we saw glass works by Lino Tagliapietra, from the series, Il Deserto Fiorito.
Click any image to see them all enlarged.

At the foot of the trail (or the trail head to be more accurate) I found some piles of brambles

There are a lot of trails you can hike and we just ventured briefly onto one of them shortly before the light started failing in the late afternoon. I like the smooth layers of the background landscape.


Just back from a week’s vacation in southern California. I’m not sure my touristy snaps are any better, or even different, from anyone else’s but you can look forward, over the next week or so, to my winnowing of hundreds of pictures with you as my audience (if you stay with me…)


Not quite Duane Hanson.


Nicest view I’ve had yet, staying in the Bay area.
And the final slide from my father’s collection of ancient Kodachromes (see the full story, starting here) shows my Mother in Sacramento. Based on the difference in hairstyle and glasses from other pictures in the 1964 series, I’m going to guess this was taken several years earlier, probably in the late ’50s or even earlier in the ’60s. The bird, according to cousin Fern, was called Tina and said such things as “My name is Tina,” and “Dummy up Stewart,” to my Uncle Stewart. I think that style of glasses frame is back in.

On the same 1964 trip as the last few posts, my parents stopped in San Francisco briefly (almost 9 years too late for the first reading of Ginsburg’s Howl). You can read about the story of these Kodachrome slides here.

Hope you’ve been noticing how many VW Beetles there have been in all these shots, stretching back to the mid-1950s…

I’m not sure how much I ruined the original jpeg file here, with contrast and saturation sliders, but I do remember the leaves looking like this with the California sun illuminating them from behind.



