25 March 2012

Los Angeles 5



                              Whenever spellcheck is fighting me I know I’m telling the truth.









22 March 2012

Los Angeles 4


There were three great things that happened last Sunday:
Speaker walking on her knees to a low microphone
Glasses being removed before a performance
Time standing still...illuminated lavender night.









Idea: i took a long look at what one grandfather saw




13 March 2012

Los Angeles 3

LACMA

two women pushing strollers roll up behind after their conversation was listenable for a few hundred yards:

"Mmm. Rothko. That's what I was going for with my paintings. My husband saw them and said what the hell is this? and I said, I'm trying to do Rothko! Not good."

next a woman with her hands clasped behind her holding back an embroidered purse walked up and looked at the information about the painting and then walked all the way around so as not to interrupt my view.

On the walk away from the building...looking down... in time to watch my right foot, delicately sandal-ed, submerge into a loose mud. of course the left was in too. the only thing as magical as that feeling was the pompadoured fellow that was standing in the street holding a ping pong paddle up to his check as my car passed.

07 March 2012

Idea: Untitled


Walking up the stairs I thought what a marvelous place to lean over the balustrade and let out a real scream. Then sitting at a oak desk in the teen area of the public library and facing the wall. A ledge above has a large framed display that claims:

 “Outstanding Books for the College Bound (and all life-long learners)”

The choices:

The Catcher in the Rye
Emma
For Whom the Bell Tolls
East of Eden
Jane Eyre

In the stacks to the left there are several hundred works of Manga. The closest book to my chair is called Fruits Basket and on the cover it has a marvelous illustration of a slumped over animal that came from someone’s imagination: a fat lamb with sawed off legs and no mouth or maybe a bloated dead mouse with no tail. 

But on the wall past the YA shelves there is hung a truly absorbing piece of modern art that turns out to be a sheet from the U.S. Geologic Survey of the area where the library sits. It is better than all the titles of the shelves combined but to lift from George in A Room With a View...Joy! Beauty!