Monthly Archives: April 2012
Feathery Chandeliers
One of the great/terrible parts of being an art or design student are those projects that you stay up and work on all night. It’s even better/worse when its a group project and you are staying up with a bunch of other students. Sometime the end result is more amazing than any one of you … Continue reading
Drift and Tangle
Since my post on Friday about the red chairs, I have found myself drawn to several other installations featuring red components. Red is such a powerful color. The color of blood and fire can be used to symbolize life, death, danger, passion, aggression… This work by Beili Liu is a much less tragic use of … Continue reading
The States
As part of my life list I would like to visit all 50 states + DC. I run into a little bit of a problem when I start to define what “visiting” actually means. Does changing planes in an airport count? What about driving over the state line, taking a photo and turning around? For … Continue reading
The Red Line
On April 6, 1992 I was a Freshman in high school. I had never heard of Sarajevo; I had barely heard of Yugoslavia. I don’t remember the 1984 winter Olympics, which (to my recollection) is pretty much the only time the western world had noticed Sarajevo before 1992. Quite honestly, I didn’t follow the breakup … Continue reading
Wind Instruments
My elementary school was only two blocks from my dad’s car dealership. In the morning my dad would drop me off on his way to work. After school I would walk down to his office and wait for my mom to come get me. This allowed her a little bit of freedom to plan her … Continue reading
Soft Psychedelic
Sarah Applebaum creates these amazing installations with knitted afghan blankets. It is like the Methodist Women’s knitting circle run amok. I wonder how much she knits herself and how much is recycled. That zig zag pattern on the right is verrrry similar to one I used to make blanket forts with back in the … Continue reading
Networks
As a kid, I had to wear tights every Sunday to church.I was a long legged kid and I outgrew pants and tights quickly. Slightly too small tights are the worst, you don’t know they are too small until you have been wearing them for a bit. They start to slowly work their way down … Continue reading
