From our Austin adventure although I’ve been home a week and a day.
I always like to photograph interesting signage. Urban communication.
Chris, my friend’s son, drove by Ruth’s Partyland as slowly as he could while I tried to catch it with my camera.
Then the next time around he actually pulled into the parking lot. I never made it inside to photograph the pinatas. And I read they had Mexican candy, too. I was so disappointed.
Woman on Cell Phone Carrying a Tulip
The Biggest Box of Chocolates I’ve Seen
Godiva Chocolate Covered Strawberries
Rockefeller Center Chocolates
Plantings About to Bloom on Fifth Avenue
Unusual Flavors at Gourmet Garage
Balloons and Toys
The grocery store was packed and sales brisk, everyone stocking up on water, milk,bread. Batteries. Toilet paper.
Lots of shoppers dressed up from church and all the store workers sporting black and gold for the Steelers game that was about to start. Carts filled with chips and dip for the football game today, in addition to preparation for the impending storm. The high winds are to start tomorrow.
The power not affected yet.
Later at the gas station I saw a man at the next pump filling huge gas cans for his generator.
BUT as I walked through the meat department looking for the rest of my family, this is what I saw on the floor.
There was no one to ask what this was or why.
A display gone wrong? Deflated? Someone practicing balloon art on break? You tell me.
A bird’s eye view of a downtown intersection. I think it’s a couple of ladies standing in the back of the truck.
I love the dialogue and exchange the blog posts evoke.
From my friend Suzanne in an email Saturday morning…
Ruthie — your blog post today was great! Reminded me of a photo I took in Oaxaca — hard to figure out how they don’t float away!
So I wrote to Suzanne and invited her to be guest blogger today. I love that my photo of the balloon seller created such a response.
In Oaxaca, Mexico in 2005 another balloon seller busy every evening as the town square, the zocolo, filled with families for the evening’s music, strolling and visiting. Every small child had one of these tied to their wrists, and eyes filled with wonder at the beauty of it.
Suzanne is an artist and her website and artwork can be seen by clicking here .
People at work series. From the archives. Outside the coliseum. There was a cool Roman temple of Augustus there I have posted before. Put back together like a jigsaw puzzle.
Last night of class at Manchester Craftsmen’s Guild and my weekly trip to the South Side. Just before the sky grew dark and the giant hail storm arrived. I scoped out The Cuckoo’s Nest Magic Shop in a new location since June.
Juggling supplies,balls, clubs and rings, nests of boxes, a vase filled with wands, colorful balloons you can sculpt into animals- a carousel of Folkmanis and Melissa and Doug puppets, decks of cards and and everything a magician (or clown or bartender) needs to entertain an audience. Matt was nice enough to demonstrate the Magical Block trick for me after I asked what was a good trick for a beginner to learn. You can purchase it for 4 bucks! His masterful sleight of hand changed a penny into a dime, right before my eyes!
When Mark was in Kindergarten
he was a magician for the talent show
and poured a pitcher of plain water into two vessels
The water changed into blue and red.
It looked magical. I made his a black cape
and he had a a tall hat and a wand.
Red teams, blue teams. Hot, muggy weather. Friday at school was Field Day. Tricycle races, tug-of-war, scratchy burlap potato sacks. My station was Golf Ball Relay- balance a golf ball in the bowl of a spoon,walk the course without dropping it. Such concentration! The station after mine, run by my colleague Erin, was the water balloon toss. Take a step back and lob it across to a partner. The filled balloons like swollen jelly beans, waiting in the giant garbage can, told me to run upstairs to my locker, get the camera out and photograph them between morning and afternoon sessions. The students were so excited to go to the water balloons when Mr. Miller blew the whistle three times.