The cherry trees in Door County, Wisconsin are in full bloom, and so lovely this time of year. This was taken at Seaquist Orchards in Fish Creek, where husband and I sampled the goods and bought cherry pie for the road.
In the Lowertown art district of Saint Paul, Minn., a new outdoor exhibit is on display, and involves much of the community that calls Lowertown home. Inside Out Lowertown features artists and culture makers who live and/or work in the neighborhood. Lowertown touts having the largest concentration of artist live/work studios in the United States, so it is only fitting that the project has sprinkled over 175 photographs of the artists outside, on their warehouse studio spaces.
In the middle of the Financial District of New York City, hiding in the shadows of skyscrapers, is Stone Street, a step back in time.
The wind was cool on Friday, just 30-some degrees when I walked to work that morning. It’s fall in Minnesota. The air has a bite, scarves are in fashion and we’re all waiting for the inevitable snows of winter. When the patios close, we head inside to listen to music. That night I had fun playing with blur once again on my iPhone while listening to Pocket of Resistance, one of my favorite Lowertown bands.
Today’s Throwback Thursday #tbt is a protest at the Saint Paul Capital during the 2008 Republican National Convention. Protestors. Helicopters. Turtle suits. It was a photographer’s dream to live within walking distance of the chaos. However, I will be eternally grateful for the nice man who threw his coat over me when we got pepper sprayed a few days later in a parking lot just a block from home. Too close to the action. And it was thrilling!
In our digital age, I still have an odd love for good penmanship. It’s probably because I’ve been typing for so much of my life I can barely write a short note without getting a hand cramp.
When husband and I visited the Salvador Dali Theatre-Museum in Figueres, Spain, I was taken by how much Salvadore Dali’s autograph on his paintings evolved over the years, from 1920 to the modern era (check out the Dali signatures). I especially liked his 1973 version on yellow, which is artistic in itself. It would seem Dali was always creating, even down to the simple task of autographing his masterpieces.