The River Arts District in Asheville is lively, diverse, easily explorable on foot, and filled with the kind of distressed and marked industrial surfaces that I especially enjoy photographing. Across the street from yesterday’s birthday pizza location (Pizza Pura) is a splendid example of graffiti art. One clue to the difference between ordinary, garden-varity vandalizing…
Tag Archive: abstract
Flourish
Well, I did warn you. The title of this post is brought to you by Bob, who went to town on the word “florid” and its variations at the NC Arboretum orchid exhibition. I’d like to lay claim to all the various meanings of flourish: as an ornament, an action, an exhortation. A Year Ago:…
More Than One Step
It’s been quite awhile since I’ve felt like I had so many irons in the fire simultaneously. On the one hand, it’s wonderful: stimulating, challenging, fresh. On the other hand, I’m finding a greater need than ever before to make lists and schedule things deliberately. I simply can’t get everything done (never mind keep track…
Tantric Pirate’s Flag
I can’t claim too much credit for this one, as it was created in conjunction with the new Silk generative art website. Have fun losing track of the time… You’re welcome. A Year Ago: Linear In the north… [read more]
Wheels, Not Spinning
Things have, as promised, gotten pretty busy. There’s the real estate course, which has an incoming information load that does justice to the “drinking from a firehouse” cliché. I’m also taking an online textile designing course which has homework. And there are my ongoing meet-up groups and the regular visits to Pet Harmony. In addition,…
Cutaway
My next door neighbor at the rental house is a metal artist, and the edges of his house and our shared driveway are filled with rusting shapes awaiting his inspiration. He visits scrapyards and scavenges interesting pieces for later use. Until he does something with them, they sit outdoors gathering a patina. Grist for my…
Indoor Cosmos
Here in Asheville you can actually see the stars. It was especially chilly last night, and very clear. As I came home even the ambient city light did not obscure Orion blazing brightly in sky directly overhead. I’m going to have to make a point to get further out into the countryside for the next…
Sail Away
The colors and shapes seem strikingly nautical, but Asheville is not a seaside town. A Year Ago: Alight These are the colors of winter in New Mexico… [read more]
Slice of Car
It’s been awhile since there’s been any urban imagery ’round these parts. Somebody oughta do something about that. A Year Ago: Sunrise 10/a> It had to happen eventually: a truly overcast morning… [read more]
Midday Shadows
Three years. How is that even possible? Suspended as I am right now at a moment of the greatest flux, when all the basics of my life are changing but not yet changed, this blog swings on—a steady little metronome, back and forth, reliably ticking the days. Looking back year over year, I am profoundly…