Reflections streaking down the walls entice visitors entering Chihuly’s Garden And Glass Museum in Seattle to look up. Continue reading
I’m out of my depth here. I don’t know anything about bikes. So I’m not going to try to describe the bike bit. I’m not even going to make jokes about road hogs – after all, this one seems to be a bit of a sweetie.
The humour, the juxtapositions and the colourful reflections on the gleaming chrome made this street art irresistible so I lingered around it, trying a variety of different angles and detail shots. I love the snout and the curly tail. Continue reading
Over the last few days I’ve been watching a bottle tree orchard unfurl in The Art Garden at the Mississippi Museum of Art. My picture shows one of the bottle trees as dusk was falling this evening. It has been wonderful to have the chance to see the smiles and animated expressions on the faces of the first few people to interact with it. Continue reading
This poised, piled glass installation was part of a garden art exhibition we visited in a Cotswolds garden. I’ve never seen anything quite like it, before or since. It’s not something I’d fancy having in my own garden, for various reasons, but I’ll never forget how surprising it seemed. Continue reading
How often do we sense a connection between two people but can’t tell what it might be?
Most of these figures don’t seem connected at all, though they are joined at the base of this sculpture. The lady in the background is staring into space: remote, self-contained, she’s oblivious of the others around her. But the man and the woman in the foreground… now there’s the connection I thought of when I saw this week’s challenge. There’s something that intrigues me in the way their eyes seem fixed together – perhaps they don’t really want to attend to each other quite so closely as they seem compelled to? Continue reading
The runner up post from my recent poll fits in nicely with this week’s photo challenge: on the way. I’d never been to Austin, Texas before and found our brief trip a bit of a tease. Try to imagine my increasing awe and fascination at the extent and variety of street art we came across, while conscious of our shared desire to arrive promptly for a timed slot later that day.
For many gardeners, as for most modern artists – gardening is an art, isn’t it? – broken is just a good excuse to recycle. This week’s challenge took me back to the day when we visited two master recyclers, Elmer and Linda Long, at their Bottle Tree Ranch in the Mojave Desert.
It’s hard to explain why one particular work of art immediately appeals to you, while another doesn’t. It’s often an instinctive, love-at-first-sight for me – something that defies reason. Continue reading
I’m instinctively drawn to the creative districts of cities I visit. Places where the community can still somehow support one of those long, dim shops selling art materials and postcards. Continue reading