I grew up in a traditional home with a stay-at-home mom who shopped for everyone’s clothes. This worked fine until my teens, when I noticed too many of my clothes were blue—my mom’s favorite color. I’ve always favored black clothing, so at one point I demanded a sayContinue Reading
The smokestacks are from the 19th century, and the utility poles and wires are from the twentieth. Progress— written against the sky and into the environment.Continue Reading
In 2020, at the start of the pandemic, I discovered I could draw (a little) using an art kit I bought from the clearance table at Barnes & Noble in 2009 and never used. Once I had done a few recognizable sketches, it seemed reasonable to invest in a realContinue Reading
My journey in art began during the pandemic in 2020. Since then, I’ve managed to move on from simple figures and scenes to more detailed subjects, much to my delight. Learning to capture shadows and to properly do gradations of shades has been the most difficult skill to develop. Continue Reading
The Savannah College of Art and Design’s Atlanta Campus is located at the northernmost tip of Midtown. Over the last ten years, its footprint has expanded significantly. While on one of my many strolls through Midtown, I noticed this door. When I saw the thesis’s subject, thisContinue Reading
David Darling, a cellist, was one of my favorite musicians. His albums “Prayer for Compassion” and “Eight-String Religion” are my favorites, and I listen to them almost daily. This church, stately and serene, bathed in afternoon light, reminded me of his music. The church was mostly obscured byContinue Reading
I have no idea what this statue is supposed to represent. My immediate reaction was that it showed a man in anguish. It’s in black and white because the Porta 400 loaded in the other camera would not have captured the despair it seemed to convey—a man beweeping hisContinue Reading
When I saw this sign, I laughed out loud. This is the only sign with this warning that I’ve seen on the Carter Center grounds. It’s right next to the hydrant and very low—at dog height. Perhaps, too many unwanted “gifts” have been left by the hydrant,Continue Reading
From 50 yards away, this looks like a cannon. That was my impression every time I drove by. It always seemed odd that a cannon would be in Old Fourth Ward Park, because I never read of it being a battlefield. But I went with my impression and decidedContinue Reading
Jackson Pollock’s abstract expressionism and Picasso’s cubism never appealed to me. I suppose they were too austere or seemed lacking in meaning, except that which the viewer supplies. Piet Mondrian’s works, on the other hand, while abstract, offered patterns and colors that make sense to my brain—no idea why. Continue Reading
