Posts Tagged ‘amber’
Concession
Posted in tactless observations, tagged amber, choices on 13 July, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Stormlight and Tiger sky
Posted in Backstory, travel, tagged "development", amber, do what needs to be done, fields, storms, sunset, travel, uhauls on 18 June, 2015| 1 Comment »
As I drove, I could see the anvil clouds and lightning flashes off to the south of my route. For most of my trip, I kept hoping that the rains would stay down that way, since my path was pretty much due west, and maybe I’d get out of this ridiculous flytrap truck before I had to rely on the windshield wipers again. [It is not so much that the wiperblades were bad, as it was that I’d got sufficient bugs splattered on the windshield as to make lots of translucent smears when the wipers were in operation…]
Dusk and farmland. Stripey clouds in changing colors.
Ominous signs that this or that 260 acres were available for “development”. The thunk and rattle of the now-empty truck box. Are they called truck boxes? It’s the box part of the truck… Cargo area?
Drive, drive, chase the fading light all the way home….
Kitten!
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged amber, black, calico, cats, change, chaos, choices, cute overload, how could I say no?, kitten, orange on 14 May, 2015| 2 Comments »
So there were five, and three immediately got homes when it came time for them to stop living under our back steps. The two gingers are being fostered, and I am sure they will be fine, because the amount of adorable they generated was quite impressive, and hand-tamed kittens are typically easier placements than adult cats. I’ll check with the rescue to find out how they fare.
In the meantime, though, here is our new kitty:
Oh, hai… Can you make the grass move again, so I can kill it some more?
While we wait for the flowers outside
Posted in Art and Craft, Backstory, Fabric, tagged a long family line of jackdaws, amber, antique textiles, change, fur coat linings, gifts from an old trunk, pink, rose, satin, silk, Skinner's Silk and Satin on 23 March, 2015| Leave a Comment »
These blooms have kept their charm for a hundred years….
Thanks to the selvage on some of these fabrics, I even know where this was most likely made: Skinner’s Silk Mill, in Holyoke, MA. The next time I’m in the Pioneer Valley section of MA, I’ll have to visit Wisteriahurst and see what their archives have…
At the glass, not through it
Posted in Art and Craft, museums, travel, tagged amber, architecture, art, fireplace surround, gleams of green and gold, irridescent, Tiffany on 26 December, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Local colors
Posted in composite, scenery, travel, tagged amber, architecture, bricks, neon on 30 November, 2014| Leave a Comment »
You know how it is when one thing just blurs into another….
Integration project
Posted in Art and Craft, Backstory, My brain, tactless observations, tagged amber, architecture, composites, image overlays, industry, integration, limestone, remnants, rust, stonework, what you see isn't exactly what you get, what's left, wood on 30 September, 2014| Leave a Comment »
Rusting gears, limestone fretwork; one set of things is missing the rest of its machinery, and the other is missing the bulk of the architecture to which it used to belong. Maybe the rest was part of a filling apparatus at a chocolate factory. Maybe the rest of the building was brick, or greystone, or whatever rocks were handy 150 years ago. Probably there had been some sacred purpose; maybe people walked beneath these curves to weddings, baptisms, funerals….and then one day they couldn’t. It was over. [More stuff I can’t fix.]
But put these remnants together, in one image, we get something at least pleasing to the eyes. Maybe it’s just my eyes?
There’s something appealing about the fact that the true colors here belong to the part of the image you can’t really see.
Half past January
Posted in Backstory, My brain, tagged amber, fuschia, gold, indigo, Philadelphia skyline, sunset, teal, time time time, travel, violet on 16 January, 2014| Leave a Comment »
I remember how interesting it was [well, for me] to get to write a “4” in a year’s date for the first time. And now it swings around again.
….haven’t used a PalmPilot in ages, but I still draw my “4”s as if starting the “4” cipher for that machine. I don’t know if this makes them any more legible to humans, though.
Neatness didn’t count
Posted in Art and Craft, My brain, tactless observations, tagged aluminum, amber, blue, color changes, foil, heating metal, pit fire, purple, silver, straw on 25 August, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Details, details
Posted in Gardening, My brain, tactless observations, tagged agaves, aloe, amber, blue, brown bottles, details, distractions?, exhibit design, grasses, green, haworthia, lava, lava fields, Philadelphia Flower Show, rebirth, reclamation, recycled glass, recycling, rocks, sand, thyme on 13 March, 2012| 2 Comments »
I’m at the Philadelphia Flower Show. Orchids everywhere. Three-storey volcanos with cascades of purple blossoms and laser shows. Model turtles covered in succulents. Elaborate garden party displays.
What am I staring at?
The ground recycled glass in the “plant life reclaims a lava field” exhibit:
Step back a bit:
And then:
Rethorykal Questions 