Week 25-Summer

Summer can mean a lot of things to everyone, so I just let the image speak for itself.  It is hard to encompass “Summer” in one photograph.

 

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Solstice

Welcome Summer!!!!  We had the great privilege of  attending a summer solstice party Wednesday night.  Sound like druid craziness?  Not really.  It was a great excuse to get together with friends, make new friends, eat, drink and welcome the summer.

Happy Birthday to ME!

This past Saturday was my birthday. I’ll give you a minute to put it in your calendar so you don’t forget next year.  Go ahead, I’ll wait….That’s it June 16th….Great!  Can’t wait to see what you get me next year!  This year, however, my husband took me to the Detroit Institute of Arts to view the Patti Smith photo exhibit and take a pottery wheel throwing class.  I have never done pottery before and absolutely loved it.  It was so meditative and therapeutic.  Very much like yoga, and yes, absolutely no ego allowed!

 

The day began with the Patti Smith exhibit.  Her images evoked emotion and when you read the back drop of her photographs, like all art, you can appreciate it all the more.  No photography was allowed in the exhibit, but I found the one that was most emotive for me.

Jim Carroll’s Bed

Seemingly quite benign, but the this photo was taken a couple of days after September 11, 2009, the day he died.  His bed just slept in and unmade.  It brought tears to my eyes.

However, everything gets a bit more cheerful after that.  I, of course documented the highlights of the day for you and for me.

Matisse brings joyful tears to my eyes.  Seriously.

One of my favorite paintings at the DIA.

One of my top three favorite artists, although not one of my favorite pieces by him.

The above and below are pieces by Charles MCGee, a Detroit artist, and a very lovely gentleman.  I had the pleasure of working with him when I worked at a private art gallery.  Feels like quite an honor to have worked with him.

Vince hits right under Henri Matisse for me.  I try to emulate and copy him (you did notice the name of my blog, right?) but never succeed.  Just amazing.

 

Am I the only one who wants to start whistling right now?

The painting that Patti Smith spoke of in an interview I read about the exhibit….

coloring outside the lines….

My wheel creations, painted, unglazed and yet to be fired.  We have to wait like TWO WHOLE WEEKS!  Reminds me of what it was like to be a kid waiting for Christmas…

This is Eric’s creation.

Thanks to I-94 construction, we had a nice scenic detour en route to our hotel…..

View from my hotel window…a good, good birthday.

Week 24

It has been 24 weeks since I started the photo challenge.  Seems like less, but I recognize I am not quite half way through and my photos are not getting me to get those great shots-more like just hurry up and find a shot and make it work.  I guess I need to be a bit more conscientious.   However, I did play with the theme a bit this time.  Instead of posting the invariable picture of a father with a child, like this:

I opted for being a wee bit more creative, and offer up the father of abstract art, Kandinsky.

There is much more underlying my Kandinsky selection, but I’ll get into that in the next post!

 

 

 

Like the Ten Commandments Without the Guilt.

Like the Ten Commandments, but without all the guilt….is a phrase I heard early in the week that started making me think about this.  And I discovered that we are wrong.  Churches and even parents teach children the Old Testament before the New Testament.  Yes, they all teach “Jesus loves YOU!” , but what seems to be taught right after Noah, Moses and Adam and Eve, are the Ten Commandments.  The concern here is that these stories all have to do with judgement.  The scripture is taught in regards to obedience and lack of obedience, which certainly have their place, but become the platform on which we try to teach God’s love.

 

Now if you know anything about the Bible, you know that Jesus returns to the Ten Commandments when He preaches  the Sermon on the Mount.  At which He points out that looking at a woman lustfully is the same as adultery, wishing bad things upon your brother is the same as murder and so on….Leading to the end conclusion that living the Ten Commandments purely is impossible in our mortal, selfish, sinful lives.  He also states when asked which commandment is the most important and He clearly states that to love God, your almighty creator, with all of your heart and soul and to love your brother as you love yourself.  Why is this first not taught, imbedded, ingrained into each and every human being that is learning about God?  If you do those two things to the best of your ability how can any of us go wrong?  How can anyone walk into our livers, for no matter how long, and not feel loved?

 

I believe the teachings of anything before this just hard wires us to be judgmental.  Judgmental of ourselves and others, in a society that thrives on judgement.  It is Pharisaic in nature and everything Jesus stood against.  Oh the guilt and shame and the guilt of feeling shame…its a long twisted, knotty road we walk where we constantly trip ourselves up and ultimately deny ourselves joy and love.  That just sucks.

 

I heard this song last night, and i had heard it before, but I really listened to the words and realized this is what I am about when it comes to God.  I really wish all of you humans, myself included would get out of my way, it would be a lot easier.

 

Catch Up #2

I can’t believe I have to do a part 2 to this.  I promised myself I would not fall behind again.  Its a good thing I am so easy going.  I really only cared for a short bit.  Now if I promised someone else, well then I would have felt bad for a little bit longer than that.

So we missed about 3 weeks of challenge posts.  I did in fact take the photos, they just never made it to the blog.  Flickr yes, the blog, no….The first missed was the topic “Mother”.  Pretty simple.

The second was “Dirty”.  It could have gone in so many directions, but I am all about capturing my here and now and dislike contrivances. SO my here and now, dirty.

 

And lastly, “Motion”, which normally would have to be contrived, but this was happenstance.  I love happenstance.

I promise I won’t fall behind again, or at least until it happens again!