Posts Tagged: art
Doll Murmur #2
Doll Murmur #2 (click image to view large)
I sometimes feel strange photographing art works, as if I’m stealing. I don’t know why it would be any different from photographing any other artifact, such as a building, an automobile, or perhaps even a person. And yet,…
Art Murmur Bel Air
Art Murmur Bel Air
Since I primarily use Lightroom for processing and do almost no layering and compositing in Photoshop, I have no skills when it comes to removing annoying things in the image. I tried with this one, and, well, let’s just say it didn’t work out. I can see the value of this, even if not planning to do it a lot. This still needs fixing, so, just consider this a rough draft.
Art Murmur Chevelle
Chevelle
We managed to make it to Oakland’s Art Murmur last night. among the venues was a place full of vintage cars. Cool ones. Including this Chevelle in mint condition.
Kitchen Cabinet
Kitchen Cabinet (click image to view large)
The Wall
The Wall (click image to view large)
We finally made a terribly overdue visit to dear friends in Seattle. It is bad enough that we hadn’t made it there in about four years, but worse still, we missed the celebration of a significant anniversary. So a couple of days before school started, off we went, squeezing in one last get-away for the summer. At least we know enough to go in late Summer when one is as guaranteed as one can be in Seattle of clear skies. And clear skies is just what we had for four beautiful days.
As you can see from this, the first picture I took after arriving in the emerald city, the interiors aren’t bad either. That’s what you get with artist friends. In fact, the whole trip was a stunning reminder of what I miss about living here — the abundant creativity and aesthetic sensibility falling like rain, soaking everything.
Queue of My Discontent
Reflexive Meta-Level #2 (click image to view large)
Art + Coffee = ??
Art and its Discontents
Reflexive Meta-level #1 (click image to enlarge)
First in a series. There is nothing new about art taking art as its subject, either generally or with respect to some specific aspect, such as the role or situation of the viewer. Nonetheless, I am noticing a pattern in my work of noticing the viewer, and I aim to follow it to see where it leads.
Sight, Word and Sound: Connections in Unexpected Places
Dean Santomieri at Berkeley Arts Festival, August 13 2011
- Dean Santomieri at Berkeley Arts Festival, August 13 2011
Dean Santomieri at Berkeley Arts Festival, August 13 2011
Berkeley Arts Festival, August 13 2011
Berkeley Arts Festival, August 13 2011
When I was interviewing for my present job, the conpany’s live-work balance and tendency to hire interesting and creative people were offered as plusses. I didn’t think too much about it at the time. I was just interested in the job. But it turned out to be true; there seem to be a larger than expected number of musicians and artists working there. It has helped me to reconnect with art activity that I have lost touch with after years of grad school, parenting, and full-time work. A case in point was last Friday evening when I ventured out to the Berkeley Arts Festival to see one of my co-workers perform his spoken word/sound art. The venue presents visual works on the walls along with the performances on the stage.
Dean Santomieri is well-known in the performance scene around the Bay Area. I’m sorry not to have been familiar with his work prior to getting this job, chatting at work, finding lots of common interests, and exchanging recordings. In any case, the performance last Friday was wonderful. Dean is a great writer and story teller, and he accompanies himself with a battery of electronics and guitars, creating a aural environment that nicely supports the spoken word without ever getting in its way. The writing, what I might call magical realism, drew me in right away, eliciting a curious mixture of delight and trepidation.
And it was inspirational too. I’m not giving up photography, but I’m pledging to myself to fire up the old electronics and get back to work. And speaking of photography… I wish I had sat closer and gotten a shot of Dean playing that crazy, electric resonator guitar. I will next time.
Long Day
Stupid. That’s me. I spend all day being stupid at work, and then go to have dinner with dear friends where I really crank up the stupidity on topics ranging from perfect pitch to commodities markets. Display ignorance, too. The good thing about friends is that they forgive you, at least the first few dozen times.The upside is that when I left work this evening the light was reasonably nice and I decided to shoot a couple cars that are often parked nearby, such as this stylish hearse. Once I get settled a bit more and start making some progress at work, I’ll be ready to start exploring the neighborhood with camera.
And just for the heck of it, I’m going to create this post from within flickr’s share tool. I used to use it and didn’t like it that much, but it looks like maybe it has changed over the last couple years–which is like 14 in web years. So, maybe it will display properly.
And then, i’m going to review some regex concepts. And then I’m going to install Tiki Wiki on my laptop to see if it will work well at work as an in-house wiki, and then… I’m going to… get… my few hours… sleep… … before …. zzzzzzz
Weekly Photo Challenge: Refuge
Meditation Window Display / © neo serafimidis
As we walked around the Mission last month with friends, we came upon this situation at Artists’ Television Access. Pairs of people taking turns meditating in the window. I was lucky enough to see the shift change, so I know they’re real. It just goes to show you, real refuge is in the mind of the refugee.
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