Graceful. The Weekly Photo Challenge
If you’ve followed me you might recognize this image from a 2011 blog post of almost six years ago. Mother Mary- Springtime NYC
Mother Mary- Springtime NYC
Someone placed a bouquet in the crook of her arm. Today’s post remembers friend and poet Christina Murdock who passed one year ago today, a week short of her thirtieth birthday.
from Let it Be by John Lennon and Paul McCartneyWhen I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Ben Huberman’s challenge of the week. He says, “Photos are visual spaces where shapes and lines, objects, and people come together.”
And what classic photo from my Pittsburgh archives could I choose, except where the Allegheny River and the Monongahela River converge to create the great Ohio River? Three Rivers!
Anna and Lala converge at james’ parents’ farm
Ocean and sand converge at sunrise. St. George Island, Florida
Double Yellow Lines converge at Little Italy Days in Bloomfield.
Railroad tracks appear to converge even though we know they are parallel. Ohio.
Perhaps this one is for MERGE where the traffic attempts to converge
Geometric lines of light, Market Square. CONGREGATION kinetic interactive video art installation
The Beatles song Come Together comes to mind
The perfect twist ice cream cone as suggested by this week’s challenge eluded me. These photos are taken today expressly for TWIST.
Steve and I went over to the South Side to the Dairy Queen where one of my students had a shift Saturday night.
I asked for a small twist cone! and this is how they make them on Carson Street. Waaaaah! It’s a half and half.
There was no licorice to be found so I had to think of another TWIST specifically for this week’s challenge.
Twist on a medicine bottle!
I saw TURN and an ARROW but no word TWIST what I was looking for….. a TWIST CAP! childproof? None to be found in the medicine chest here.
The leftover sock yarn ball has a twist to the strand! Finding a twist in the house
the base of the red glass goblet ( my friend Joanne knit me this patriotic dishcloth)
For the final image for TWIST
a couple of hanger tops.
and a couple from the archives Coney Island Ride
and a student made this scarf in knitting activity period this year
Is this a twist or a swirl?
Juxtaposition. I read the definition twice.
Michelle W. at the Daily Post says Unexpected Pairings.
Looked through the archives and found these for the gallery. It did mention “abstract” and I think mine are more “concrete”
Pittsburgh Marathon -Walk and Sit
wood branch in chain link fence
One orange amidst the others Smith Mountain Lake Virginia
Old boat and pirates, new boats and boaters
New York City Garbage
St. Patrick’s Cathedral in Scaffolding
Lego world- real world Rockefeller Center New York City
Splint and leg
Anna and the sock monkey
We walked through Strawberry Fields and saw the Imagine mosaic. A man sat on a bench playing the guitar. We wondered why he wasn’t strumming a Beatles tune. We walked over the to the Frick Collection and saw the Piero della Francesca in America , no photography allowed.
At the Metropolitan Museum of Art
you could stand around all day and take photos of people being photographed with Vincent Van Gogh’s self portrait.
The scaffolding on St.Patrick’s Cathedral will be in place for three to four years.
Lit a candle in St. Patrick’s.
Mercury at Rockefeller Center
Prayers for Peace. I read the sign and took the photo. After I crossed the street I realized just how many ribbons there were on the fence surrounding the church.
We walked down Fifth Avenue from 72nd St to 10th St
Mary and I stood at Washington Square in the late afternoon sun for long shadows.
This is from a friend’s birthday party last January. A Juke Box not a voting machine. Through the Years.
I thought some of the titles could be put to good use after the election results are in. Seems everyone has lost their sense of humor these days. Friendships and families, relationships strained. Every individual is pretty certain they are correct in their thinking and can’t fathom why anyone might feel totally opposite or even a few inches opposite.
Help, I’m Down, or Chances Are .
and for some it will be Celebration and Big Girls Don’t Cry.
We’ll skip Stormy.
What about This Masquerade?
One thing I am sure of… no matter who wins…. we will be Shake Rattle and Roll into the new year no matter what. Seriously. I have heard people from both sides and (in- between) say they can’t wait until it is over. The ads on TV and all. The robo-calls. The hype. The Self-Applause. The millions spent. Billions. Could have been put to good use in school libraries. Well, the schools that still have libraries and full time librarians.
I was making a pot of soup when the phone rang. “What are you doing? Some tickets just dropped in our lap!” It was Barb S asking if Steve and I wanted to see opening night of Rain A Tribute to the Beatles. When? 7:30. I looked at my clock on the stove. It was 6:38. We had ten minutes to get down the hill to there house and off we went to Heinz Hall. The roads weren’t too bad. I figured no two hour delay in the morning. After the show I walked across the 6th Street to document the fun evening. It was nostalgic. Good energy. Unexpected live music! We stood and swayed, singing along “All we are saying is give peace a chance.” Given the snowstorm, I was surprised how full the theater was!