cobaltika

guthrie, oklahoma : an interesting place

for the most part, not many images resulted from the Texas trip, which is usually more about seeing as much of my family for as long as possible in a very short time. there is seldom time for wandering. however, as i was not scheduled to meet Margaret until late, i took a wandering stop in Guthrie, Oklahoma, a place i have wanted to see more closely since passing through on a Greyhound bus many many years ago. it has a fabulous downtown area. wonderful buildings, in good use. there are great houses around, too. and then some thrilling awful ones! i could have spend much more than an hour and a half there easily, wandering and capturing.

anyway, now off to the big city again, for a visit with the poet.

someday, i’m pretty sure i will sit down and make art again. i hope, anyway.

ps - it seems like sitting in a car for appx. 24 hours in a 6-day period might have been GOOD for my poor tailbone! yay.

adíos amigos!
off i go. crack of dawn. shiny cobaltBlue camry (rental).
cameras. check. cleanPanties. check. cozyFleece. check.
boots. of course!
time to go to Tejas again!

i may dawdle on the way, rather than fly.

& see something new.

who knows!?

be back next week!

redWagon : kansas city missouri : february 2010

back from another winter weekend in the city. it was good. we were houseSitting this weekend, so i had a new neighborhood to explore a little. find some curious new details to capture. the house belongs to the former wife and still best friend of my poet. she is a sculptor and the house is filled with amazing arrangements and collections of natural things. i love making pictures there. but always feel i should not show the things without her permission and of course i am in awe of her and always too shy to ask. but that’s OK, i found lots of good things in the neighborhood, too. i might make a little set of them. birds came to a feeder in the window and i saw a woodpecker close! and we ate well, went to the movies (Lovely Bones - long story - but … after reading the book, i was sorely disappointed with the choices made for the film. i felt like i was in a My Little Pony commercial.), talked, wallowed about, ate more, watched some library films, ate chocolate, thrift-shopped and took a walk in the woods, despite the frigid weather. i am tired of feeling house-bound this winter and every time i force myself out, i feel SO MUCH better. my tailbone still hurts. laundry today. more snow. onward.

where i eat my words

perhaps you will remember a few months ago, a ranty post i made about figurative art and my lack of preference for it? in fact, i probably worded it much more strongly than that. well, i’m blushing now. i have both *purchased* and *hung* a piece of figurative art in MY HOME. YES.

a couple of weeks ago, just about the time i sent in my online tax refund thingie, i saw this piece on MizKatie’s journal. she jumped right out at me, her little story of wandering in the snow in her nightgown, her fey face, the SNOW, the housey in the background, her RED HAIR and pearls! i thought it was a portrait of my interior self, especially this winter. i had to have her!! and now i do. she lives in a fancy gilded frame in my studio, next to a lace-curtained window. maybe she will live in my nestRoom one day, but i can only hang one thing at a time in there and i am still fond of my altaristic crosses right now.

i have known Katie for a long time, online. she even lives in Kansas like me. maybe one day we will take our cameras out and wander around in some Kansas ghost towns. who knows? so i have to eat my words. i LOVE her figurative art. there is something about her people that is slightly melancholy, but hopeful, a little gritty, very very dear. and the texture of the paint - YUM. i strongly recommend that you go take a look for yourSelf. her new pieces are making me want a parade on my wall…

the garage on the poet’s street

finally i captured it in a pleasing (to me) way. then enhanced of course. i like to do that.
it was a good weekend in the city. indian food, macBook theatre, blueberryBuckwheat pancakes (oh i am getting so good at cooking on that hot plate), a long walk in a woods with 1 inch of sweet fresh snow, which allowed us to see the tracks of all the creatures who live there, new socks woolly and warm, groceries, plenty of wallowing about, a long walk in the city with sun, Broken Embraces. all good stuff.

especially good was a visit to Sherry Leedy Gallery, where i have always seen something wonderful. Saturday was no exception. this time work by my former painting teacher, Tanya Hartman, and work by Cindy Kane. both were text-based and AMAZING. i felt noodly through the rest of the day after seeing this work. it was very thrilling.

now back to reality. another gray day. some kind of jawAche (no more root canals! please!). laundry. the office tomorrow. all that stuff. onward…

off to The City for the weekend
what shall i see this time?

probably not so much snow.

but … i wouldn’t mind.