one last August visuals-fest

IMG_0671Visions of summertime travels, memories lined up on a windowsill.

 

Confession: I love my iPhone camera.  I love that I can touch the screen and make magic happen.  I love that I can crop and save in a trice.  I love that I can go for a walk around my reservoir and show my beloved exactly what I saw, then delete, delete, delete.  And I love having the camera, ever-ready, in my pocket.  Sometimes I see folks taking photos rather than stopping to just drink in the photo-worthy thing before them–the Monet at the MFA, the great blue heron in the marsh–and I wonder, what the obsession is with taking that shot?  Is it to prove you were in the same room, at the same water’s edge, with this marvelous vision?  Or is it to have that vision in your pocket, to remember the moment, and to share with your loved ones?  I’m voting for the latter.

Whichever, here’s the some visions of the end of the summer:

IMG_0692Yeah, I do love my great blue herons.

IMG_0651I also love how the light shines through our balloon-and-clouds curtains, every afternoon, this time of year.

IMG_0672I love how the bulletin boards in my neighborhood go dormant in August, revealing these colorful masses of notices come and gone.  This week, they’ll all be full of enticing invitations to incoming freshmen.

IMG_0618Oh, the light this time of year.  I also completely adore the chairs in Harvard Yard. Friendliest gesture ever by TWGU.  Makes everyone feel entitled to plop down and check the guidebook or answer a call or take a nap. I love how the chairs start out in tight circles, early in the day, then migrate around into new groupings, seeking sun or shade, depending on the weather.  I also love the colors, from muted greens to bright reds.  Just wonderful.

IMG_0626A complete oasis on a summery day in the city.

IMG_0624Meanwhile…ah, don’t even get me going.  Just know that the same institution thought this was more of a good thing, and it ain’t.  Note the lack of human beings in this shot.  Too bright, too hot, utterly colorless.  Dumb.  They have since added umbrellas, but still, there’s no urban oasis on this side of the gate.

IMG_0447Last of the hydrangea, extravagant final blooms.

IMG_0619First of the fall foliage.  Seasons shifting.   I’m ready for new notebooks and new pencils new beginnings.

More on that later.  Plus, a haircut update!

P.S. If you’re on Instagram, you can find me there too, posting curious photos from time to time.   Email me and I’ll tell you where to find me.

it helps to be easily amused

Continuing my August of more pictures, fewer words, here’s some more visuals that make me smile:

IMG_0451I love this little guy.

IMG_0541David Fitcher, a favorite local muralist of ours, has been engaging kids in this public art project, one 15-foot section at a time, for years and years.  It’s a glorious homage to the Mystic River ecosystem.  I honestly love getting stuck in traffic on this stretch of roadway, so that I can get a good look at the latest additions.

IMG_0564Farmers market raspberry season, down the street.

IMG_0558Renzo Piano’s addition to and renovation of the Fogg Art Museum, in progress.  In addition to being a sucker for blue sky days, I love the juxtaposition of high tech architecture and low tech power lines.

IMG_0527Having our nephew visiting meant I had excuses to walk past this statuary twice a day last week.  That ball in the dragon’s mouth rolls around, but is entirely trapped–a neat sculpting trick.

IMG_0521Plus he’s got excellent curls in his mane. Oh, for hair that grows like this!

IMG_0495Art?  or architecture?  This basket-y balsa wood structure sat outside the GSD for a few days, in the space that we used for after-dinner backyard soccer and frisbee and wiffleball adventures, back in the day.

IMG_0437Believe it or not, this seascape lives just around the corner from our house.  A little rock garden, adorned with driftwood sailboats and pine cone birdhouses.  It’s right across the street from the public high school, but it doesn’t get messed with.  That scallop shell has been there for years.  Makes me happy every time I walk by.

IMG_0505Boy shoes.  Big ones.  End of an era at our house.  It’s been fun having us all under one roof this summer.

August visuals

IMG_0492There’s art afoot! Even underfoot! These little guys can be found all over town.

I’m told by folks with significant blogger miles under their belts that August can be a time to just go visual.  Pictures only, let them tell the story.  Enough of the words words words.  Well, I do seem to be running out of narrative, at least what might relate to my original blogging impetus (Month Eight: hair growing back, ever so slowly…) So, yes.  Let’s take a break.  And I’ll get to show you some photos of the art in my home town that I keep finding, everywhere I go.

IMG_0430Yeah, we have Art with a capital A in my neighborhood.  I get to walk by this Henry Moore nearly every day.

IMG_0233There’s also the commissioned mural art all over town.  This is part of a delightful trompe l’oeil that festooned the exterior of the Harvard Square movie theater for years.  Sadly, the theater has closed down, the art is taking a hit (at least someone whited out the “(S)not (F)art” tag), and I suspect Charlie and Marilyn will be long gone by the time this building turns into a cell phone store downstairs and invisible offices up above.

IMG_0460sigh.

IMG_0458Same street, other side.  It’s really quite delightful, how the good ones don’t get messed with.  No graffiti here.

IMG_0277Well, there’s honor amongst taggers, I guess.  This one gets messed with because, well, probably because street artists are annoyed with Shephard Fairey’s MO.  That, or because he’s figured out how to make money (Remember those Obama “HOPE” posters, and the “OBEY stickers all over everywhere?) and how to get museums to throw gala openings for him.  Or maybe it’s that just as the wheat paste was starting to peel away, and just when this mural was reaching the end of its predictable street life, a nice new tidy version got plastered up over it, thus removing this venue for other  guerrilla artists.  Or something.

IMG_0155I love it when I notice things like this.  You have to be looking up, down, all around for little expressions of artful joy.

IMG_0157And you have to check the back sides of street signs where I live.  Lots of sticker art.  Some pre-printed, some hand produced, courtesy of the post office’s generous supply of mailing labels.  It’s a quick way to make a statement, artistic or otherwise.

There’s more, lots more, but I’m in NH with a touch-and-go internet connection.  And hey, it’s only the 9th!  Many more visuals of The Art I Love in the pipeline.