Reflections can be so much more than mirror images. The pictures you see on the surface of the water place the sky at your feet and lend a glossy luminescence to even the drabbest of subjects. Then all it takes is the slightest disturbance – a drop of water, a hint of breeze – to set off waves of shimmering distortion, confusing reality into brilliance.
76/365: architectural reflection
The window frames a readymade tableau. The everyday objects, the dusty stillness are redolent of someone else’s life. I would never be invited to enter this intimate space, yet here is a peek. An anonymous portrait shot in the nude.
17/365: still life in the snow
P.S. I feel a series coming on. See Day 4.
See you there!
Mill City Museum
P.S. When I say ‘there’ I mean tonight’s Opening Reception of Growing Strong – Tonight from 7-9pm. Live music, snacks, cash bar.
P.P.S. Next week I promise to share some new work. I’m thinking ‘signs of spring’…
This is downtown the way it should be – I think I may have gasped! Shiny and glowing, full of wonder, whimsy and sincere delight, conveying some of the magic of Christmas and the charm of the city. Bellissimo!
I think of this corner as our Times Square – but with our own Minneapolis landmark and modest mini-Apple size. Funny how the billboards make the mountains of crippling snow seem insignificant…not at all the case, of course.
The buildings downtown seem a little dystopian on a day like this. Still, I find their moodiness compelling. Better a skyscraper on a dismal day, than a strip mall in the sun…
medical arts building
These creepy automatons are playin’ ball all over the city. Foreboding and futuristic, Metropolis meets the seventh-inning stretch. Peanuts, Cracker Jack and Joe Mauer über alles. Yikes…
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The way the sky dwarfs everything else is truly awesome. Any glimpse of sprawling, cloud-filled vista is a reminder of proportion; it’s a big world, and our grandest creations are just tiny dots on the big, wide canvas.
I’m always looking up at the buildings. Then a glance across the shiny, black surface of a parked car revealed a fresh perspective – a dynamic, distorted collage right before my eyes.
building reflections on parked car
The city is among my true loves and seeing the skyline still gives me a thrill. No matter where I’ve been, it is always good to return home.