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Water color with thread painted goldfinch. Bloggers Quilt Festival Spring 2012--- winner in the Art Quilt category !
This is a series I am working on titled "The Persistence of Loss." I aim to capture the pieces of us that we lose along the way.
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“Mommy, can I eat some of the chocolate cake?”
No, not yet. Wait a few minutes.
“Now can I eat some?”
No.
“Now?”
No.
“Mommy, can I eat some chocolate now?”
Still no. I’ll give you some to eat in a few minutes.
“Now?”
No.
“Has it been a few minutes? Now? Can I have some now?”
A three year old's persistence is incredible. And granted, this is a stretch, but the persistence of the Pharisees was pretty incredible also. They persisted in badgering the man-born-blind-who-now-could-see. They persisted with his parents. They seemed to be seeking one, and only one answer: "you’re right, oh-smart-Pharisees…. The man that opened my eyes is, in fact, a sinner…and you’re right, he shouldn’t be healing on the Sabbath.”
The man-who-could-now-see didn’t give the desired answer. He tried to be nice and patient, I think: “I have told you already and you did not listen….” But it didn’t really matter what he said—if the answer wasn’t what the Pharisees wanted, they would continue their dogged persistence.
The man’s answers amuse me. And the Pharisees, well, they sadden me. Because I just want them to get it for once. To actually recognize, and acknowledge, that something bigger than themselves is at work here. Someone bigger than themselves. And I want to see their persistence turned in the direction of how to open their hearts to this man who could make a difference for them as well—on a Sabbath or not.
Hey, it's big!
I'll just grab it.
Uh, yeah... maybe if I get my jaw underneath...
Maybe if I chew off a bit...
GOT IT!!!!
(barely)
A park -- particularly one as famous as Central Park -- is a living, breathing creature. And an immortal one. We fruit flies buzz in, tell it our stories, and then buzz away. We'll soon be gone but hopefully, the park will continue to tell our stories to future generations a hundred years from now.
So we told the park about this incredibly cool guy by the name of John Lennon. He was about as messed-up as any of us but he did some great things and he meant a lot to a great many people. Twenty-five years after his death, people stop at his memorial and lay flowers and conjure memories of what his works meant to them.
At the southeast corner of the park on Fifth Avenue, there's a statue of some guy on horseback, following Winged Victory. The monument was gilded at some point but it's fallen into disrepair. A wiseass like me passes by and genuinely enjoys it as a piece of classical sculpture, but it's just a thing, really.
I wonder if a hundred years from now, the Lennon memorial will mean more to people than a pretty geometric design and a curious word.
It's hard to believe we're only 4 days away from Thanksgiving, and these azaleas are still blooming in my yard.
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BE the dip in the road
WRONG WAY
Speed Limit 10
"It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop." —Confucius
PERSISTENCE
All movement is not progress, just as all motivation is not positive.
When the road ahead is unclear, flip a bitch and throw it in reverse.
The team will kiss your tail when you blindly accel up in their grill.
Leading by impeding is most effective when you are pointed bass ackward in the right direction.
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Taken with an Instantload Cartridge camera in week 502 of my 52 film cameras in 52 weeks project:
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The film is Fujicolor HR which expired in 1991, developed in the Tetenal C41 kit. I have several cartridges of this film, and know that it is in very poor condition, with marked loss of sensitivity.
36’h 16’w 12’d
collaboration with Stuart Schechter
material: pewter/ steel cable/ ballchain/ steel/ motors/ processors
site: Charlotte-Mecklenburg County Courthouse, Charlotte, NC
architect: Kallman McKinnell & Wood, Boston, MA
commissioned by the Arts and Science Council, Inc.
Persistence of Vision is at once an artwork, an event, and a reflection of community.
The building blocks of the piece are small pewter portraits of Charlotte citizens. These heads precisely reflect the demographic makeup of Mecklenburg County, and are individually controlled by 1600 discrete motors.
At the start of a workweek the heads are gathered into a porous cloud. Gradually, gracefully, they move one by one to create an epic three-dimensional face. This likeness then slowly reverts back into a cloud.
The following week a different portrait builds and dissolves. In a cycle of assembly and dispersion, new faces are continually formed over time.
For example, one sequence portrays an elderly Latina. Reaching an optical crescendo on Wednesday afternoon, her face gradually disappears by Friday evening.
Subsequent weeks witness the formation of a 25-year-old African-American man, an Asian boy, a middle-aged Caucasian woman, and so on. Persistence of Vision is not “of” anyone in particular; it is “of everyone”.
An allegory for the justice system on both the macrocosmic and microcosmic levels, the sculpture reflects the organic process of the law and the society it serves.
Persistence, hard work, getting into positions I can hardly get out of, editing to the limit of my very limited abilities and having the good fortune to own a beautiful X20. That's how I sometimes get the result I want.
This is from my return visit to Whiteley Shopping Centre on a nearly people free early Sunday morning. The bronze rabbit/hares are by Lucy Casson.
X20_DSCF1271C
a set-up scene using natural objects. this gives me a very fairy woodland vibe...most photos i've taken in my backyard do. i was lucky enough to grow up in a super wooded area -- my backyard is basically a forest. i don't think i understood the magic of that when i was younger, and i probably won't understand it completely until i'm living somewhere that is decidedly not Basically A Forest. the only thing about living in the middle of the woods is that you can't see the sky -- you pretty much just see a wall of trees, especially in the summertime. because of this, i'm always struck by wide open fields where you can clearly see sunsets, sunrises, daytime clouds, and rainbows. i always feel like i'm floating.
Taken with a Minolta Dynax 404si camera with a 19-35mm lens. The film is Rollei Retro 400S, developed in Rodinal 1:50 for 22 mins at 20 degrees.
Suicidal Tendencies, Mike Muir
EMP Persistence Tour
Le Bataclan - Paris, France - 21/01/2014
Live report on MusicWaves
Philippe Bareille
Day 132 of 365 - There has been so little time for photography the last few days, and I must admit I feel rather disheartened. That said, I'm sure being awake for around 3 hours in the night with an unsettled baby, and the resulting tiredness may have something to do with how I'm feeling too!
Still, we managed to get out for a bit, and although it was only to the park we went a different route home. This man's red braces caught my eye, and it was rather nice getting home and being able to zoom in at his lovely produce - I wouldn't mind some of his rhubarb for the crumble I'm making tomorrow. Hopefully I will have more of a productive time with photography soon, but I suppose in the meantime I just have to exercise patience and keep at it as and when I can.
PS - Looking at the image closer I also noticed his pumpkins and the rather eerie looking face from the greenhouse.
Watching chickadees drill their way into a sunflower seed is always an impressive sight. Taken in a rare patch of wild eastern cedar at Bird's Hill Park.
the persistence of those feelings in my head...
whatever.
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