This fellow was hanging on our screen door; was kind enough to pose for photo before moving on.
Four people in New York, Los Angeles, and Germany. Stopping, noticing, sharing - one photo/four people/every day. (For now we are just three, but hopefully four again soon.)
Friday, September 7, 2012
Another Food Photo
I know, I know, another photo of someones food. But I couldn't resist; the bell pepper was so pretty against the blue cutting board.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
tourists
Lighting is poor but this is a group of tourists (I presume) all taking photos of the fireworks at Disneyland.
Ghostly Diner
While en route to the top-secret writing retreat,
we stopped at an old diner that's now a bus stop--
No more tables. No more food.
But plenty of ghosts.
Mr. Coconut
There's been a coconut sitting on my counter for several weeks. No one seems interested in cracking it open to eat it. There is also a pile of serano and habanero chilis. No one has made salsa with them.
In my house, I'm not allowed to throw anything away (that's another story). So, while cleaning the kitchen, I amused myself without throwing anything out.
In my house, I'm not allowed to throw anything away (that's another story). So, while cleaning the kitchen, I amused myself without throwing anything out.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Teaspoon Wedding Dress
While walking through SoHo today, I came across this window display
at Fishs Eddy (one of my favorite stores)
A wedding dress made of teaspoons.
Brilliant.
(But I'll bet it's a bit uncomfortable.)
Labels:
fishs eddy,
NYC,
real life,
street scene,
teaspoon,
wedding dress,
window display
Monday, September 3, 2012
Waves
We were in a furniture store and I came upon a big piece
a self-contained bar, I think
and on its doors was this pattern.
It made me think of Japanese kimonos
and waves on the ocean.
It took me back-INSTANTLY--to my young boy days
Haunting the basement bookshelves at my grandparents' house
Getting lost in old books
Growing dizzy by looking at the illustrations
Diving in with both feet
Labels:
furniture store,
grandparents,
illustrations,
japanese art,
kimono,
NYC,
old books,
paintings,
real life,
youth
Payoff
My payoff for tackling the cleaning out of our closet was finding this bottle of wine hidden in a corner that had been forgotten about apparently for years.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Make shift sink
Never seen a toilet like this before; the sink is on top of the tank and when the toilet flushes the water starts coming out of the sink for hand washing.
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Gluing Stuff Together
An instant "pick-me-up" and antidote for the doldrums is . . . gluing stuff together.
I have at least 5 types of glue . . . and thousands of pieces of collected stuff,
just waiting to be piled up and stuck together.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Barbershop
Went to a barbershop today.
No, not a salon. Not even a "budget salon."
A REAL BARBER SHOP
There were only men in there
including a father and his young son.
A barber cut my hair.
No, not a stylist.
A REAL BARBER
He even shaved the back of my neck
using a straight razor and warm shaving cream.
I felt like I'd stepped back in time.
It was heaven.
Labels:
barber,
barbershop,
haircut,
Inwood,
NYC,
real life,
street scene
Treasure in the Rafters
I recently made a commitment to use up (or get rid of) the piles of odds and ends I've collected over the years as "art supplies." I fear a hoarding situation is developing. In the last week, I've made some inroads with cleaning out and organizing my studio. I can now, almost, move through my studio without tripping or knocking over a precarious pile. I was feeling pretty good about it all.
Then I looked up:
.
Then I looked up:
.
I forgot that my rafters are full of more stored and forgotten treasures,
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