Schenley Park tree.
Just a couple of weeks ago. The setting sun coming through the leaves.
My neighbors invited me to accompany them to the Carnegie Museum of Art for the opening reception of Storyteller: The Photographs of Duane Michals. The exhibition was curated by Linda Benedict- Jones and is quite impressive, requiring a return visit to take the show in when it’s less crowded.
In the Hall of Sculpture after the remarks, i was standing on the lighted glass floor and so were three others. Our 4 pairs of black shoes with the light coming from the floor below.
Photographer Martha Rial and I had our phones out, capturing the pattern. I call it One Shiny Shoe.
Where the light comes from below
Here is a man looking closely at the photos of Andy Warhol and his mother Julia.
When I got to the refreshments table there were a few grapes
Some of you saw this on FB already but here I am in the Hall of Architecture under the artwork “The Piano” by Chilean Artist Sebastian Errazuriz
I asked a random museum goer if he’d take my photo. He’d already taken a selfie under the 800 pound piano.
When I showed this photo to the high school students, they said I was crazy to stand under it. I said, wouldn’t it be funny to have a tall ladder and some hedge clippers? They groaned.
Mark said it looked like I was in a Looney Tune.
Lots of images came to mind.
Here is my gallery of descent.
Jet Blue making descent to Baltimore July 2014
How I love being the passenger with a camera in hand. My DIL was driving.
Low clouds and a truck making descent in WV enroute to Hardy VA
Down the slide at Idlewild Park -Michael, Erika and Maura
Grandson Jack coming down the Giant Slide at Idlewild Park
Mark climbing the deer stand in Centerline OHio
Some random Skycoaster riders at Kennywood. Lots of screams
Anna diving into the pool at a swim meet. Descending into the water.
from a previous post – City Sidewalk -paper street steps- 2010 Garfield when I taught at Fort Pitt School
October 29th, Wednesday Afternoon
Funny how the unexpected sight of something triggers a stream of consciousness.
The word Iris, the sight of these Iris blooming made me think of many things.
In Highland Park after school today, while waiting for a poet to arrive to shoot the author photo for her new book cover,
I saw these Iris.
I always think of Iris as the“end of the school year” flower but now I see they bloom in late October, too.
Vincent Van Gogh painted them.
Liane Ellison Norman wrote a poem, ” I Dug Up the Iris” about our friend Dorothy’s Iris.
When I was young, we lived in Montclair New Jersey and walked in the Presby Memorial Iris Gardens named after the founder of the American Iris Society.
So many memories triggered by the sight of their blooming today.
One more hour of Wednesday so squeaking in as a Wordless Wednesday. Well, almost wordless.
Don’t seem to be disciplined enough to stick with the Wordless Wednesday, Throwback Thursday on a regular basis.
Friday’s Weekly Photo Challenge is one I enjoy responding to each week, though.
I was reading about how one’s blog is kind of a self-imposed assignment- one doesn’t have to do it at all.
But you get something going and you stick with it. Put it out there.
There’s always something new to be seen in the world, photographed and shared.
Thanks for looking today.
Different parts of the country have Drive Thru coffee all over the place. Not Pittsburgh! Until NOW.
My plan is to be at the new Zeke’s, close to opening, on my way to school
A good way to start a very long day- Parent conferences/Open House tomorrow.
They are calling it a “soft opening” as they are still “under construction”.
Remember the urban block that is slated to be razed?
Zeke’s Drive Thru will be at 6314 Broad Street in East Liberty
(near the Post Office and next door neighbors to Station Street Hot Dogs, starting Thursday morning at 6:30) You can see the GOOGLE flag at Bakery Square from the premises. Hope they make it around the block to support their new neighbor.
There’s a banner on the roof. You can’t miss it. Where the pound bags are just that- one pound!
Seems as if you were just making your entrance at dawn, not so very long ago. I remember going to school after you were born and how excited everyone was for me. I had just gotten my first digital camera so I could take your photo.
Happy 11th Birthday dear Granddaughter Anna Catherine.
Hope you like the photos I selected for your birthday post. Except for the sock monkey and Henry, it is just YOU this year!
How about that? love you, your Grandma, FF Ruthie
Who knew that I must photograph every sign I encounter?
The trick is to cull the signs and show the most interesting.
BUT I am astounded at how I am attracted to them.
As I kept exporting the variety of signs from different locales, I remembered my travels and who I was with and what we were doing.
Just being out and about I see a ton of signs.
I am going to me more mindful of my capturing them and figuring out why I press the shutter button.
Guess I read them and document what I read.
A sampling of signs-
Chinatown New York City
Greenwich Village NYC
Coney Island NY Sign
Brooklyn Botanic Garden
Cropped and rotated from the bigger photo
Bus checks are necessary as sleeping children have been left on empty (almost) busses
When I saw what I thought was a wading pool filled with graffiti, I thought I’d return another day and photograph it.
Sunday after coffee, Steve and I drove over to the park in Polish HIll and as I walked closer, I realized it was NOT a wading pool that was decorated with urban art but a place for kids to skateboard.
Here’s a list of skateboarding terms and info about the physics of it but not sure if I am properly labeling this pit a half- pipe or not.
Alas, not a skateboarder in sight on Sunday morning so no action shots.
just few satellite dishes for reception