tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81239212664097145162024-03-18T12:51:29.007-07:00Phoenix Daily PhotoPictures from Phoenix and sometimes from the surrounding cities that make up the "Valley of the Sun"Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.comBlogger5732125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-72813788000260161382024-03-18T01:00:00.007-07:002024-03-18T01:00:00.131-07:00Amazing and Unique Art<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4HViN0PB0M8dx98AxpqiT0ZpvjHSsDQdOnckWiXMOCi8I38rx0dYf3c0KpxDoaBTETCbFtReEmC2Yxb63mqMMdinSl944jmGJY6SVpqqNUm5G7Igor7ncF7ItRU0JhvOoPVjCtCr6Xvop1HEJk7tZKq3LLT_mLdeVzySbHDDVLqezVW3CQJfIUux1pMo/s3686/IMG_8699.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2567" data-original-width="3686" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY4HViN0PB0M8dx98AxpqiT0ZpvjHSsDQdOnckWiXMOCi8I38rx0dYf3c0KpxDoaBTETCbFtReEmC2Yxb63mqMMdinSl944jmGJY6SVpqqNUm5G7Igor7ncF7ItRU0JhvOoPVjCtCr6Xvop1HEJk7tZKq3LLT_mLdeVzySbHDDVLqezVW3CQJfIUux1pMo/w640-h446/IMG_8699.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJP_N3eI6goVZxSYli87yI_bYha3RXg9ji1X8W_etyYC4ERnlmMS4q-HEgcHgFE_HJn2E42hR_IFvEwVqF3irChjP2_uhnU0vM5sDp-o5Tguf_fvhvvPImfJfigY4fFhv7t4oxjiRlQbRsrvvK1GbpTPYeNfv4j4O7CMdfWQ8Z_b0-5QYv51k0_DQD1rQZ/s3244/IMG_8698.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3244" data-original-width="2293" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJP_N3eI6goVZxSYli87yI_bYha3RXg9ji1X8W_etyYC4ERnlmMS4q-HEgcHgFE_HJn2E42hR_IFvEwVqF3irChjP2_uhnU0vM5sDp-o5Tguf_fvhvvPImfJfigY4fFhv7t4oxjiRlQbRsrvvK1GbpTPYeNfv4j4O7CMdfWQ8Z_b0-5QYv51k0_DQD1rQZ/w452-h640/IMG_8698.jpeg" width="452" /></a></div><br /><p>I loved the work of <a href="https://www.sethfairweather.com/sculpture" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Seth Fairweather</span></a> at the Celebration of Fine Art. The one to the right was my favorite. If I was rich and had the wall space, I would have bought this piece. I'm not sure why it spoke to me but it did.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qB4tmZbZuwh3N-nBej3qujwKcf1LuHbObkyQR66NeZwAhvObKUKpEJPo5Ne4D4nrqZwzOI4Jz8tf7j4cwdXI1eeJgI4v_QbChz6hNM84x93PsenMhRxmP4PusCp72yIfmZwscozoBOxV5cluOE2-yyda2P-5VY3qpfzr50qdUhwTGujK2TFYg5mnG-7Y/s3561/IMG_8697.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3561" data-original-width="2891" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qB4tmZbZuwh3N-nBej3qujwKcf1LuHbObkyQR66NeZwAhvObKUKpEJPo5Ne4D4nrqZwzOI4Jz8tf7j4cwdXI1eeJgI4v_QbChz6hNM84x93PsenMhRxmP4PusCp72yIfmZwscozoBOxV5cluOE2-yyda2P-5VY3qpfzr50qdUhwTGujK2TFYg5mnG-7Y/w520-h640/IMG_8697.jpeg" width="520" /></a></div><br /><p>This last piece was very eye catching. It was constructed with both steel and glass. It looks a bit dangerous.</p><p>To top off all the art I've seen in the last week, I drove way north in Scottsdale on Saturday to visit that other art expo called the Arizona Fine Arts Expo. I have lots more art to share in the weeks to come.</p><p>The amount of artistic talent in this world of ours is amazing. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-13423282027220090492024-03-17T01:00:00.009-07:002024-03-17T01:00:00.141-07:00Artist at Work<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXETxT6Keiiaz7rNlTVcIxMxrQmkoG2UiyXI0j89Z_HJfAZGPdTRK-q59CtqaCl1Cu_y37fU_9ih7gIZdd8llAiwoqB9oWPfepm42jK_hULZQhMiwWkXcpM8GTz2zLgnIlsNBZ95NDhHDsHXgvtaP5NrECdZKZ2Co6K1dm32FvQftF4vfifqy-Kb6HvFZN/s4032/IMG_8694.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXETxT6Keiiaz7rNlTVcIxMxrQmkoG2UiyXI0j89Z_HJfAZGPdTRK-q59CtqaCl1Cu_y37fU_9ih7gIZdd8llAiwoqB9oWPfepm42jK_hULZQhMiwWkXcpM8GTz2zLgnIlsNBZ95NDhHDsHXgvtaP5NrECdZKZ2Co6K1dm32FvQftF4vfifqy-Kb6HvFZN/w640-h480/IMG_8694.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI8lt-VndcaFXhpuWnRaraGnbxoTU-_QFIomB3tjK1FHnuNZCx7iyv-5R_2VqLQ7nbxlgys8ZmoMJYNFwN5HN_zk2rZO88fpP8A80OlwAB4Ne8ZghK2FpJWLcgtq-8_MLWxYUWPDXT0jNQ9GI3BzogW_AifMQmptTKLkUNSEYDF3AXeS8e6ke227imdIbk/s3621/IMG_8696.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3621" data-original-width="2332" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI8lt-VndcaFXhpuWnRaraGnbxoTU-_QFIomB3tjK1FHnuNZCx7iyv-5R_2VqLQ7nbxlgys8ZmoMJYNFwN5HN_zk2rZO88fpP8A80OlwAB4Ne8ZghK2FpJWLcgtq-8_MLWxYUWPDXT0jNQ9GI3BzogW_AifMQmptTKLkUNSEYDF3AXeS8e6ke227imdIbk/w412-h640/IMG_8696.jpeg" width="412" /></a></div><br /><p>Another artist from the Celebration of Fine Art is Becky Pashia. She paints with oil paints and creates these impressionistic works. She is from Bayfield Colorado. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTL2OGo6-c2bJ15LO1m_XxQe49K2NrnhjJcG1c0qxrVQHK8oHqtKqL_Qq41RbFx0OB1BfAooaEsIaTnJQlmNO5jF-9Mhml9vPf1Mryr9HRLaBFvARaWJN1iyZ7oBC_JySu8gCx_1fHTsHYmYD_vMtizc9fRMMuPamIIUgr6db1jTWTAejypjnvlhQ6G30Z/s1742/IMG_8692%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1190" data-original-width="1742" height="438" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTL2OGo6-c2bJ15LO1m_XxQe49K2NrnhjJcG1c0qxrVQHK8oHqtKqL_Qq41RbFx0OB1BfAooaEsIaTnJQlmNO5jF-9Mhml9vPf1Mryr9HRLaBFvARaWJN1iyZ7oBC_JySu8gCx_1fHTsHYmYD_vMtizc9fRMMuPamIIUgr6db1jTWTAejypjnvlhQ6G30Z/w640-h438/IMG_8692%20(1).jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0rxYJh9bhdk6Wbbalowvx3j8S5wKYvEwP-oKjEtnEaqgxRrtSgSmocAxjRusn7Pp-d9Y-aGovo1Juf9CH07I0jJ-hUlrzjuO0JKRgrzckLQaOqPDG0PtJUgljMsGcOZJzyNjv9hyphenhyphen3DCFoEaoAQTRQ81lYG6czBqiYW_8FKYYW2R9lKUW7oXldIUr2yh9/s4032/IMG_8692.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0rxYJh9bhdk6Wbbalowvx3j8S5wKYvEwP-oKjEtnEaqgxRrtSgSmocAxjRusn7Pp-d9Y-aGovo1Juf9CH07I0jJ-hUlrzjuO0JKRgrzckLQaOqPDG0PtJUgljMsGcOZJzyNjv9hyphenhyphen3DCFoEaoAQTRQ81lYG6czBqiYW_8FKYYW2R9lKUW7oXldIUr2yh9/w480-h640/IMG_8692.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>The piece above was one of my favorites from Cathy Sheeter, a scratchboard artist. I would love to see a demonstration of this type of work. Her pieces were so perfect, they looked like photographs and all are made by scratching away a layer of color to reveal another color below. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirN3tLjlm9wSkufOvod4GSGxbVdShB5oRI-RDw9RJpsOLT13nHaEpPn2hN6xxLEWtc4EIbl79PqkE-lVOZRbSM2w2zZNueavrgPbobv-6-gR-6Nj9-3GqMCkNuzK-MqaHChT026CSkA4cBhdmr1Su4ixNzbbDsd72fT002doXAJdj9gbajCTeE0XjJSMqs/s4032/IMG_8693.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirN3tLjlm9wSkufOvod4GSGxbVdShB5oRI-RDw9RJpsOLT13nHaEpPn2hN6xxLEWtc4EIbl79PqkE-lVOZRbSM2w2zZNueavrgPbobv-6-gR-6Nj9-3GqMCkNuzK-MqaHChT026CSkA4cBhdmr1Su4ixNzbbDsd72fT002doXAJdj9gbajCTeE0XjJSMqs/w480-h640/IMG_8693.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>Her works were simply amazing. I love that cute raccoon in the middle. You can read about scratchboard art on her <a href="https://www.cathysheeter.com/scratchboard.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">website</span></a>.</p><p>I have a new post on <a href="https://sharonssojourns.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Sharon's Sojourns</span></a> today. I stumbled upon another school in London.</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-25970525022656018692024-03-16T01:00:00.025-07:002024-03-16T01:00:00.134-07:00Celebration of Fine Art 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NYkoDMpIR7X6buahNycI18kKpOQzNzUJZH3jcHK-YwHqIqKw66lAa2wIqZWY3kLFEsTEnHrOUeLPgcQdx-agboex0NZ9f_Z1MPZW2URCbc6JcSULPHf0K_8iupszUsCLdMqbFMn67G8wMFrIK5GGAsOgp0Cdk1nWdxWMVCQuzOq0U075iqEwCNp9UA0e/s4032/IMG_8707.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6NYkoDMpIR7X6buahNycI18kKpOQzNzUJZH3jcHK-YwHqIqKw66lAa2wIqZWY3kLFEsTEnHrOUeLPgcQdx-agboex0NZ9f_Z1MPZW2URCbc6JcSULPHf0K_8iupszUsCLdMqbFMn67G8wMFrIK5GGAsOgp0Cdk1nWdxWMVCQuzOq0U075iqEwCNp9UA0e/w640-h480/IMG_8707.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Last Saturday, I made the long trek out to far north Scottsdale to attend the Celebration of Fine Art. There are two of these huge art shows out in the north desert. Last year I went to the one even further north but this year I went back to the one I usually attend. These shows run from January through March and it's an opportunity to meet with the artists and for them it's an opportunity to sell their works.</p><p>The artist above is Beth Zink. I saw the woman to the left taking her photo so I took the opportunity to get them both in the scene. Beth works with acrylic paint and as you can see, she paints a lot of desert plants and scenes. I'm sure she gets inspiration from around her home in Cave Creek Arizona.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinLNpjFPPU2UO0GppfZsonDREg4Inoo1q5FtiYhNO3aQArxSuLD1eopal2lCu7i6yMeBBga2M2gINrrY6DwHULBqgXBhB2Pw9sRLyfgx-5i01csBhu4TI4LiBGWM9DV_KLpK1AzFQXz-AhdxSVqi_8rFWnBPjXtceTzJebsEG2bxrXIM3Du8A97IJvaUl7/s4032/IMG_8708.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinLNpjFPPU2UO0GppfZsonDREg4Inoo1q5FtiYhNO3aQArxSuLD1eopal2lCu7i6yMeBBga2M2gINrrY6DwHULBqgXBhB2Pw9sRLyfgx-5i01csBhu4TI4LiBGWM9DV_KLpK1AzFQXz-AhdxSVqi_8rFWnBPjXtceTzJebsEG2bxrXIM3Du8A97IJvaUl7/w640-h480/IMG_8708.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This exhibit was new to me. I hadn't seen this artist at the show before. Veronica and Gabriel work in the fine art of "Repousse". Here is a quote describing that type of art from their <a href="https://www.veronicasandovalfineart.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">website</span></a>.</p><p><i>Repousse refers to a metalworking technique in which a malleable metal is shaped by hammering from the reverse side to create a design in low relief. This technique is very ancient and has been extensively used all over the world, as they require only the simplest tools and materials, and yet allow a great diversity of expression.</i></p><p><span style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: proxima-nova;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: proxima-nova;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3GraYxtvpi3DOezHI-YjfbkbVdvwkBb4TZU6I9wbhxxpCM4nrshb3MyPq37bj6zJ9k_m_jYtbG7RhozUh4W3mi7xloOMlQJZcGPh9fPG2qRPEF8bEEnlmlYuozr8IUb-9ctR9RRNDQ81JEuHP2OFHOFv6a3h3ppl1QJ-VgWg4EJb7-wMhFpT_lb_1bFW/s4032/IMG_8690.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3GraYxtvpi3DOezHI-YjfbkbVdvwkBb4TZU6I9wbhxxpCM4nrshb3MyPq37bj6zJ9k_m_jYtbG7RhozUh4W3mi7xloOMlQJZcGPh9fPG2qRPEF8bEEnlmlYuozr8IUb-9ctR9RRNDQ81JEuHP2OFHOFv6a3h3ppl1QJ-VgWg4EJb7-wMhFpT_lb_1bFW/w480-h640/IMG_8690.jpeg" width="480" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: proxima-nova;"><br /><span style="white-space-collapse: preserve;">I think this artist was also new to the event. This is an acrylic painting by Ray Tigerman from Tubac Arizona. Tubac is an artistically inclined town south of Tucson and near the border with Mexico. His pieces all had a Native American look to them. Tomorrow, I'll show you some more art from the show.</span></span><p></p><p><br /></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-48520943676113545512024-03-15T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-15T01:00:00.135-07:00Shadows Revisited<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuFDP0pEKzTISs-9mP5v-AVc4MrFP1YFsmhko4t-kKz6rKHMz8cVFRTeHSkWHUpQBV-UhI8G8UDfMTdEBDFXYBbHIVOlpvo9Vkc2jO95kckTuHQEqFfL54gOfeXR5yT-fEusDU-CKi1GgC2dwpCxLbz-DWEPQ_-x3Cz4q3mNnbGlODW0wr6B2awxkC_RJT/s3678/IMG_8688.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2613" data-original-width="3678" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuFDP0pEKzTISs-9mP5v-AVc4MrFP1YFsmhko4t-kKz6rKHMz8cVFRTeHSkWHUpQBV-UhI8G8UDfMTdEBDFXYBbHIVOlpvo9Vkc2jO95kckTuHQEqFfL54gOfeXR5yT-fEusDU-CKi1GgC2dwpCxLbz-DWEPQ_-x3Cz4q3mNnbGlODW0wr6B2awxkC_RJT/w640-h454/IMG_8688.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>When I left the Phoenix Art Museum last Friday, I walked across the street to meet my friends for dinner before we went to a play. As I walked along the side of the art museum, I noticed the shadows of the palm trees on the museum wall. That's when I remembered the I had posted a similar photo years ago.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZYpaJ1CkxIsGKi8mjAyt4eYWnNaIQNMVhJCeKyzbZlKic2rgg_-jf-OlAzVnPQsuSuHbKVQcTJ76qIBB6xA_5pVhJAzV4XeGEjlmfUWM9MomuHYv2hsd_Y1BDp7dNQfJF6yfWvFWyDeETojc6I5uCQ_KaUTwnjxuuQnwkaYWanqgtqjK8vN8qP8tfcHQ/s2904/Art%20Museum%20shadows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2904" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZYpaJ1CkxIsGKi8mjAyt4eYWnNaIQNMVhJCeKyzbZlKic2rgg_-jf-OlAzVnPQsuSuHbKVQcTJ76qIBB6xA_5pVhJAzV4XeGEjlmfUWM9MomuHYv2hsd_Y1BDp7dNQfJF6yfWvFWyDeETojc6I5uCQ_KaUTwnjxuuQnwkaYWanqgtqjK8vN8qP8tfcHQ/w640-h428/Art%20Museum%20shadows.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I posted this photo way back on <a href="https://phxdp.blogspot.com/2009/05/theme-day-shadows.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">May 1st 2009</span></a>. It looks like those palm trees that line Central Avenue have grown quite a bit in the passing 15 years. It won't be long before the only shadows will be of the palm tree trunks. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-84175342859395408942024-03-14T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-14T01:00:00.144-07:00Guarding the Art<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFRGItQUqdJYzTkL3Ux2gmyU3TBvaCpef0it3hZx9TBhOSxi8qBPOD-52byu-WZ3nPP2VPRMFtkWFOtuOdFNG32wZGmURXjhpGFy_-XdTonSSIcTXT1wlV4Fzast1pT_Q1KRbeHrnOg78gmhit1NrDaVEKrJ0nlljIOqlMeicl8EmYCgp4emOG3oV7vXu/s3082/IMG_8661.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2780" data-original-width="3082" height="578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgFRGItQUqdJYzTkL3Ux2gmyU3TBvaCpef0it3hZx9TBhOSxi8qBPOD-52byu-WZ3nPP2VPRMFtkWFOtuOdFNG32wZGmURXjhpGFy_-XdTonSSIcTXT1wlV4Fzast1pT_Q1KRbeHrnOg78gmhit1NrDaVEKrJ0nlljIOqlMeicl8EmYCgp4emOG3oV7vXu/w640-h578/IMG_8661.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When I went to the Phoenix Art Museum last Friday afternoon, I discovered an exhibit that was "curated" by a group of art museum employees. They spent a year working on the project and selecting artworks from the museum vaults that represent the diversity of the staff members and their collective interests in learning. The works in the exhibit were as diverse as the people who selected them. Here are just a few that I saw.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think the one above was my favorite. I don't recall ever seeing this painting before. It is by Paul Pletka and it's called Woman with Jar. It was selected by Destiny, a gallery attendant. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-NYKn2IofBKdm_-HMxoFL6BCsLPSl1YVzTi5XbNk8uaSp3heJOyIRthaE7sjQzsv9Xgql1biFOsHp1apz_2UsrqRmf5c4mBX6U6gGGpnFmeQxHRe_TVcdfGXwB9UFCm1c6IAHjpoLMOfmDxA0TLWENwalejG43HC9n5fBGkW9WrBEKlHfx2LTs9BtAoC/s3240/IMG_8664.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3240" data-original-width="2796" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-NYKn2IofBKdm_-HMxoFL6BCsLPSl1YVzTi5XbNk8uaSp3heJOyIRthaE7sjQzsv9Xgql1biFOsHp1apz_2UsrqRmf5c4mBX6U6gGGpnFmeQxHRe_TVcdfGXwB9UFCm1c6IAHjpoLMOfmDxA0TLWENwalejG43HC9n5fBGkW9WrBEKlHfx2LTs9BtAoC/w552-h640/IMG_8664.jpeg" width="552" /></a></div><p>This painting is by Ed Mell, a well known local artist who passed away just last month. It's called Sweeping Clouds and it was selected by Juan Jose, a gallery attendant.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-8aqlLzVl52vOho67KYiOnMzaYr-ncABEHf9ZrOmR80aqFgpBAm4kTXUIWCmNlbLnkwdy-TxXTZ9Ptson8lmd1lP18T9u8bMLHP13Fs6b5rCFiEeWYGe0Z6Jq2rWVNwBrzu-6-fgfNWoo2Dx4iGCmK5k13hyvlEhQzTcTKGFwl9VAUhQfVIfn6YFCsWQE/s3628/IMG_8669.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3628" data-original-width="2663" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-8aqlLzVl52vOho67KYiOnMzaYr-ncABEHf9ZrOmR80aqFgpBAm4kTXUIWCmNlbLnkwdy-TxXTZ9Ptson8lmd1lP18T9u8bMLHP13Fs6b5rCFiEeWYGe0Z6Jq2rWVNwBrzu-6-fgfNWoo2Dx4iGCmK5k13hyvlEhQzTcTKGFwl9VAUhQfVIfn6YFCsWQE/w470-h640/IMG_8669.jpeg" width="470" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiT7d7cYsoyfHntcRmQMpkJS1seUVtF45Pd_X8CvuApMco2fLSe5qAcpanAAXiqB1as3r-elO3PWbwOpSZ43hFeweEA2QvVut7ZXSku8_qSVh4p8cdrJm8Iezf4xrk-zF1Frqf0HXNsz0H_W8_hSvW6Fa6EBqVSZksllnFOIxnIVWwfTuGIrViFjZcBxxf/s3577/IMG_8670.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3577" data-original-width="2746" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiT7d7cYsoyfHntcRmQMpkJS1seUVtF45Pd_X8CvuApMco2fLSe5qAcpanAAXiqB1as3r-elO3PWbwOpSZ43hFeweEA2QvVut7ZXSku8_qSVh4p8cdrJm8Iezf4xrk-zF1Frqf0HXNsz0H_W8_hSvW6Fa6EBqVSZksllnFOIxnIVWwfTuGIrViFjZcBxxf/w492-h640/IMG_8670.jpeg" width="492" /></a></div><p>These two pieces are the work of Michael Cajero and the two together are called Defend Yourself, Cabron. These two characters were created with gift wrap and wire. The piece was selected by Savaughna, also a gallery attendant. </p><p>I loved the idea behind letting staff members choose the pieces of art and while choosing them learn about all the aspects of planning and designing an exhibition. What a great opportunity. </p><p></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-81262360457215221562024-03-13T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-13T01:00:00.134-07:00A Sea of African Daisies <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbP2TZKe_180oMtk_fMSugeRnWYsmahEkwaSFcEcUjUyXJIS8VtyEUf24a-PmFTev398D7mMEi6AZhuR77hrsFNmyIK6jnjqoQNM542_qtV28_QUJlFH-f8OLgpsCbAnNf2b5jmG8x2NtvtPGpoGDEgV-D6jLwy39XKnuYReS6G3WTGbAOmjMAsTI1LkM-/s4780/DSCN7351.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3538" data-original-width="4780" height="474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbP2TZKe_180oMtk_fMSugeRnWYsmahEkwaSFcEcUjUyXJIS8VtyEUf24a-PmFTev398D7mMEi6AZhuR77hrsFNmyIK6jnjqoQNM542_qtV28_QUJlFH-f8OLgpsCbAnNf2b5jmG8x2NtvtPGpoGDEgV-D6jLwy39XKnuYReS6G3WTGbAOmjMAsTI1LkM-/w640-h474/DSCN7351.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>After last Friday's trip to the garden, I headed to lunch and on the way discovered a house with a yard completely covered with African daisies. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrDgG6mek5ZrKLzD1JSf_S5CShyphenhyphenMZz7tLC-S2lXALDSm0Ez89pOD96wpS0MxrCjsEGNHDIyNwx8V52pF8wG5ilM9FIZexFegKnmoH7QCeoVvpvaeBavMzi4G50AgMm1t_bYpEhZLeA2q3BUCuSgimrBqPzwQcQReyrYOtLwIKJJv3HF1nVA8PQSQ4xPT1/s5184/DSCN7342.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrDgG6mek5ZrKLzD1JSf_S5CShyphenhyphenMZz7tLC-S2lXALDSm0Ez89pOD96wpS0MxrCjsEGNHDIyNwx8V52pF8wG5ilM9FIZexFegKnmoH7QCeoVvpvaeBavMzi4G50AgMm1t_bYpEhZLeA2q3BUCuSgimrBqPzwQcQReyrYOtLwIKJJv3HF1nVA8PQSQ4xPT1/w640-h480/DSCN7342.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This is the time of year that they splash their warm yellow and orange all over the Phoenix area. Some places more than others. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXy0Bx_TCKHb3lQy7O-esfc5yhnqvhJEz-npBl-LNk5rr8ca4aF4zol2qqVDHq-vXRAdfc94fY3BOy4QDT3vZnSOhekzvBa2Tr-8mLo4tm8hbTXEUKJR78N5Qpfd9-AB2zxbS0igxGQup7kdp4M7jqjANETTFuVbkgZt02iC6C8JsnudNva1_HRtp8ufgU/s4785/DSCN7347.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3227" data-original-width="4785" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXy0Bx_TCKHb3lQy7O-esfc5yhnqvhJEz-npBl-LNk5rr8ca4aF4zol2qqVDHq-vXRAdfc94fY3BOy4QDT3vZnSOhekzvBa2Tr-8mLo4tm8hbTXEUKJR78N5Qpfd9-AB2zxbS0igxGQup7kdp4M7jqjANETTFuVbkgZt02iC6C8JsnudNva1_HRtp8ufgU/w640-h432/DSCN7347.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKYO26B3dpQbB02trFMI2WpJgavfEzawdRQ5EJlwkZqmA16VzNRKHl-FP2yN9UABXTq_yUcUGk7WHwHUVy3_syt-LCkvUwP7i0wadTqq_PDWoPwbqpf2fiX-XuZTu3gOPdNEByI22V51HTdRj9JcrQL3MgFENTyCuXBohuyiXMTzIrUfpDC2FdB79Dsh0/s5184/DSCN7340.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKYO26B3dpQbB02trFMI2WpJgavfEzawdRQ5EJlwkZqmA16VzNRKHl-FP2yN9UABXTq_yUcUGk7WHwHUVy3_syt-LCkvUwP7i0wadTqq_PDWoPwbqpf2fiX-XuZTu3gOPdNEByI22V51HTdRj9JcrQL3MgFENTyCuXBohuyiXMTzIrUfpDC2FdB79Dsh0/w640-h480/DSCN7340.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This particular house had the whole front yard covered with these sunny blooms. It was quite a treat to see. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-57861107027555380062024-03-12T01:00:00.002-07:002024-03-13T14:59:40.572-07:00Busy Bees<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWdcl6GXCs7URqTJrQkSBhOR6CfhNyaiySkp6eqFSL_kWMWVBkncbrfgbbA_lsc4YUbEJV5ws3mgdBVPZSVLNY_RteRnUzYRM_NrfQmDgw2LSFXlOQuQtXXZfK_3exSNsex8yzozZ1huTlomstpTVEJymao1NyjLfn9JamcdszIQ1a39fORBoYXnUhdIFc/s5184/DSCN7337.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWdcl6GXCs7URqTJrQkSBhOR6CfhNyaiySkp6eqFSL_kWMWVBkncbrfgbbA_lsc4YUbEJV5ws3mgdBVPZSVLNY_RteRnUzYRM_NrfQmDgw2LSFXlOQuQtXXZfK_3exSNsex8yzozZ1huTlomstpTVEJymao1NyjLfn9JamcdszIQ1a39fORBoYXnUhdIFc/w640-h480/DSCN7337.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>On my way out of the Desert Botanical Garden, I was drawn to this large Texas Mountain Laurel plant near the entrance. It was full of blooms and the bees were loving it. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPA668eadtfzSb9TpwiNTcLOMTuZudYBls1LKKff6n1OoWxlmpBKVSyO29UfAtdOER3xMlDtOn6r_hDHK1oqBmuYW-Zed1sXdrNql12KUa9oXTQdhEp4rvsM0Z03t5l2UulqXpN2wBWXRYnwIcZPB4Niy8eYj_t747OanylLm60MTCKpC5u2UU327JgrP/s5184/DSCN7338.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPA668eadtfzSb9TpwiNTcLOMTuZudYBls1LKKff6n1OoWxlmpBKVSyO29UfAtdOER3xMlDtOn6r_hDHK1oqBmuYW-Zed1sXdrNql12KUa9oXTQdhEp4rvsM0Z03t5l2UulqXpN2wBWXRYnwIcZPB4Niy8eYj_t747OanylLm60MTCKpC5u2UU327JgrP/w640-h480/DSCN7338.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuksHcG3MKpW1TV3KnWLqBd6ve0-qU9ret36qOlYJ20gf1Aa7ZX9poVH8Ib5PtwtqoO8hk8uRYa9gJ6Fmua4_6ImHdO-UqfML1lN4m3oMw13_2DytzGwTOmHEBjeWM9QT7M0Pbk8lwW4duZhJilRHxtxwu_E1SyzBP8WZAX2CA6EgtS5m492etwdu2Xk0Q/s5184/DSCN7339.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuksHcG3MKpW1TV3KnWLqBd6ve0-qU9ret36qOlYJ20gf1Aa7ZX9poVH8Ib5PtwtqoO8hk8uRYa9gJ6Fmua4_6ImHdO-UqfML1lN4m3oMw13_2DytzGwTOmHEBjeWM9QT7M0Pbk8lwW4duZhJilRHxtxwu_E1SyzBP8WZAX2CA6EgtS5m492etwdu2Xk0Q/w640-h480/DSCN7339.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGk2QJNc0doIyJDI7eb9hVzJspT28qApJ1XzuhZg13h5cZhcPTOGV53p5BrJyTlasw9AkLsPNzVB1F0v3I3nA0KplCABdT-6XFxuuxpo28TdFLzNyblhD8BgwE6cJg7HozEKjnieyKX8G850s9nV-Dkm3GGl4MUjulroXS8ufQSZh1dd11luOKKZwckwa/s3565/IMG_8657.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3565" data-original-width="2645" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGk2QJNc0doIyJDI7eb9hVzJspT28qApJ1XzuhZg13h5cZhcPTOGV53p5BrJyTlasw9AkLsPNzVB1F0v3I3nA0KplCABdT-6XFxuuxpo28TdFLzNyblhD8BgwE6cJg7HozEKjnieyKX8G850s9nV-Dkm3GGl4MUjulroXS8ufQSZh1dd11luOKKZwckwa/w474-h640/IMG_8657.jpeg" width="474" /></a></div><br /><p>It seemed like every single bloom had one or two bees happily buzzing around it. </p><p>I love the pretty purple blooms on this plant and it seems the bees love them too. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-68924139341873733782024-03-11T01:00:00.005-07:002024-03-11T01:00:00.129-07:00The Butterflies are Back<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbLhhlrwYeI39sj2tqIBSN7cK2tABkeHB9n3TQWrtFiq6IjREcczYsPjlO3qDQLeEto8EpuLs87FeXAPXA6HmgS4X2vd4AUyzp_RoqXXyOzjahJbToihVQmurD9iSutX_LN1fFdBBT5gmtFxUlaCoKTgXUyCDXoXxc8kTTBMIRF3eMmnvfsu5IvMQHlVy/s4032/IMG_8656.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbLhhlrwYeI39sj2tqIBSN7cK2tABkeHB9n3TQWrtFiq6IjREcczYsPjlO3qDQLeEto8EpuLs87FeXAPXA6HmgS4X2vd4AUyzp_RoqXXyOzjahJbToihVQmurD9iSutX_LN1fFdBBT5gmtFxUlaCoKTgXUyCDXoXxc8kTTBMIRF3eMmnvfsu5IvMQHlVy/w640-h480/IMG_8656.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I made my way to the Butterfly Pavilion at the Desert Botanical Garden. The pavilion had just opened last week and I wanted to enjoy some time with the pretty butterflies fluttering about. I was lucky to spot this malachite butterfly right away. They tend to be rarer than the painted ladies also pictured in this shot.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJbWYPxlsZu1o6NqqOZVtJAiYOmAkH9AuC5GcKys-l5kQbCKRizuqaP_OOhd-JFef4Zaq5ugg5g58ETJfWHn-F6ek8TxuF4dIz0JGyafupDc1IEeaP6GcKdTsdcL5BdQdzfPw2Z6wrclnAu0e5lRQlvPYwRxPVy1bk6VSjAXbYXuaA7NraBkHrARYnLkQz/s5184/DSCN7317.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJbWYPxlsZu1o6NqqOZVtJAiYOmAkH9AuC5GcKys-l5kQbCKRizuqaP_OOhd-JFef4Zaq5ugg5g58ETJfWHn-F6ek8TxuF4dIz0JGyafupDc1IEeaP6GcKdTsdcL5BdQdzfPw2Z6wrclnAu0e5lRQlvPYwRxPVy1bk6VSjAXbYXuaA7NraBkHrARYnLkQz/w640-h480/DSCN7317.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>In fact, there were quite a lot of Painted Lady butterflies on this trip to the pavilion. They seemed to be the dominate species on display. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlLywfJlm-tb4UXr9qzxipCLjb7xx-Q5j_BGiZwW6Mt_E_7H5UurbmN9X-aFyLbz1ubXDmqzGg4gcbl8ZB2-GrIBZj85YqEvxMdvHoVHP-yfT_efLDL4EArnNZYrWUqwkhdDAyvnyUlkqbwdb9ADxpdreL_vVEXuHv_HsahtOhaR8qV3zEUF-Cf-lqwlu0/s5184/DSCN7328.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlLywfJlm-tb4UXr9qzxipCLjb7xx-Q5j_BGiZwW6Mt_E_7H5UurbmN9X-aFyLbz1ubXDmqzGg4gcbl8ZB2-GrIBZj85YqEvxMdvHoVHP-yfT_efLDL4EArnNZYrWUqwkhdDAyvnyUlkqbwdb9ADxpdreL_vVEXuHv_HsahtOhaR8qV3zEUF-Cf-lqwlu0/w640-h480/DSCN7328.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The pavilion is full of flowers for all the butterflies to feast on. In this particular case, I was trying to photograph a pretty white butterfly sitting on this bloom. It few away just as I clicked the shutter. All I was left with was the flower. It turned to to be a rather nice flower photo so I've kept it in the mix. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-57307630630577565462024-03-10T01:00:00.004-07:002024-03-10T01:00:00.240-07:00A Busy Friday<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy265JHMU-9UqOZnyYwxDmWcSv4XQBrsIZgujcS-PITB8DjAe_aksWJfRYBvgn1G7Kx8BAozHH4vF02FxkfvyN0eknUm3McYeuyJQm054unhbykVIow8UMi0fYY8mx5J6BtZILXeW5FuO7oFslnIiyklJaFovFzg6Zv1wcPpjmcBN7IjeMUqvisOzKKqpQ/s5086/DSCN7336.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3801" data-original-width="5086" height="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy265JHMU-9UqOZnyYwxDmWcSv4XQBrsIZgujcS-PITB8DjAe_aksWJfRYBvgn1G7Kx8BAozHH4vF02FxkfvyN0eknUm3McYeuyJQm054unhbykVIow8UMi0fYY8mx5J6BtZILXeW5FuO7oFslnIiyklJaFovFzg6Zv1wcPpjmcBN7IjeMUqvisOzKKqpQ/w640-h478/DSCN7336.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I had a very busy day last Friday. I made a trip to the Desert Botanical Garden, then I went to the Phoenix Art Museum, then I met friends for dinner and then all of us went to a play. I have lots and lots of photos to share over the next week (or two). I'll start with my trip to the garden. I knew I was in trouble when I arrived to find no place to park. I ended up in the over-flow lot. I knew that the garden would be very busy but I ventured in anyway. I wanted to see what was blooming. In the photo above I captured a healthy display of brittlebush blooming with its yellow flowers. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwj9zx2fL-9j737qKiR2MyeewIahZBRsv-EsHs_qShAsrm6y3YXZACV5P4uLq8erBgbaR-qQ1w_tgWvhdeNSwgnpamtwHJTDd-KzXj8A6r8eMvUEhypUGvfcyGndyt7pzyGdEFNzKq3EtcODTF5c5XlKQAEIPF6e-Xm6W2Bg-LIJ9p5MKxUEAkelKGXPZM/s5184/DSCN7335.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwj9zx2fL-9j737qKiR2MyeewIahZBRsv-EsHs_qShAsrm6y3YXZACV5P4uLq8erBgbaR-qQ1w_tgWvhdeNSwgnpamtwHJTDd-KzXj8A6r8eMvUEhypUGvfcyGndyt7pzyGdEFNzKq3EtcODTF5c5XlKQAEIPF6e-Xm6W2Bg-LIJ9p5MKxUEAkelKGXPZM/w480-h640/DSCN7335.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>Some pretty Perry's Penstemon was also blooming in front of the cactus garden.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU_xvpZq-Wf2gFmyHBv8dFTetrCr8op8W-kXaAoVeRzNo06kkz5mx_tTcXUUiHmaIb8WpbaP7psB_4okgzyHLvcQtdF9hT9Mytl8oqaCLVhRpih4lF6yUvisMK-RZaI-Jjpjjzoyt-hMfLvdzmfBDfe-bcTg6jaFIZC4LofGk8P-QjQkaG0U3k32ljNoFK/s5184/DSCN7333.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU_xvpZq-Wf2gFmyHBv8dFTetrCr8op8W-kXaAoVeRzNo06kkz5mx_tTcXUUiHmaIb8WpbaP7psB_4okgzyHLvcQtdF9hT9Mytl8oqaCLVhRpih4lF6yUvisMK-RZaI-Jjpjjzoyt-hMfLvdzmfBDfe-bcTg6jaFIZC4LofGk8P-QjQkaG0U3k32ljNoFK/w640-h480/DSCN7333.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The yucca were also starting to spring to life with their clouds of white blooms. This one is called a Spanish Bayonet. Those sharp leaves do look a bit weapon-like, don't they?</div><div><br /></div><div>I have a new post on <a href="http://sharonssojourns.blogspot.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Sharon's Sojourns</span></a> today. Another architectural discovery is made in London.</div><p><br /></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-1958059736915041432024-03-09T01:00:00.011-07:002024-03-09T01:00:00.127-07:00Patiently Waiting<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRd_3rHeIAeVKan2gr7-pXlom7wBdjwDnuuzFq9wt1ITleguX-pcGhjOCBOLdOvIA9VglIG63_cOHwRpYnduHPqN5K6ViR_pgSQZZq31vYdxcHtces3lO_Y0yJCxklcv0SWZaT2EnVbtRqIxMhpDbLP-U-ZNwbKDusyu58MD3ZvgcXTWHtGlcrA2D4IrG-/s4032/IMG_8635.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRd_3rHeIAeVKan2gr7-pXlom7wBdjwDnuuzFq9wt1ITleguX-pcGhjOCBOLdOvIA9VglIG63_cOHwRpYnduHPqN5K6ViR_pgSQZZq31vYdxcHtces3lO_Y0yJCxklcv0SWZaT2EnVbtRqIxMhpDbLP-U-ZNwbKDusyu58MD3ZvgcXTWHtGlcrA2D4IrG-/w480-h640/IMG_8635.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div>While I was at the Western Spirit Museum, I stopped at the little sculpture garden to see if there might be any new sculptures on display. This new one caught my eye. It's called "Waiting for His Lover" and was sculpted by Paul Moore. He looks like a very patient man.<p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukpH3LYRcRczsiDu4xvAiDg_Vpwh_994nshvzNdHvkq8t_YVt5Jdzu3-hoy-75nq3eXJdCmrE8509jhE9pML0YkWX1tT54C-TJi0KXMkVo3yMbIXLlel674tkbKuGTedjsCRDeNe8nXlTeIEddx8cHWr4DOs4N4qMSpVjA1vcRt8Hb_gKuI0ceQdVu2Ex/s2638/IMG_8636.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2638" data-original-width="1790" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukpH3LYRcRczsiDu4xvAiDg_Vpwh_994nshvzNdHvkq8t_YVt5Jdzu3-hoy-75nq3eXJdCmrE8509jhE9pML0YkWX1tT54C-TJi0KXMkVo3yMbIXLlel674tkbKuGTedjsCRDeNe8nXlTeIEddx8cHWr4DOs4N4qMSpVjA1vcRt8Hb_gKuI0ceQdVu2Ex/w434-h640/IMG_8636.jpeg" width="434" /></a></div><br /><p>I also wanted to check on that rust wall that I like so much. It forms such a nice background for this sculpture garden.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5__bJwgcs2_-re5muo1ytesRb8h3cHPhjxWWlvhYo6RBe20b4WqlI3wlxTSdr-ON4miOb5aDQGurQX6o3f6feNgXCTT379fMaLIc0R3uKMupkYphqRTnwHC15F3dVTkXFveRI8oc95G2Jg19iGR0r6Z_nEJdFRFA84GreYFTfAWIi9f_OIttKlHSL_k5/s4032/IMG_8633.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo5__bJwgcs2_-re5muo1ytesRb8h3cHPhjxWWlvhYo6RBe20b4WqlI3wlxTSdr-ON4miOb5aDQGurQX6o3f6feNgXCTT379fMaLIc0R3uKMupkYphqRTnwHC15F3dVTkXFveRI8oc95G2Jg19iGR0r6Z_nEJdFRFA84GreYFTfAWIi9f_OIttKlHSL_k5/w640-h480/IMG_8633.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I like to check out the patterns made by the water that periodically flows down that rusty wall. The rusting creates its own little abstract artworks.</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-89488487391064147542024-03-08T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-08T01:00:00.137-07:00From Illustrations to Fine Art<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEW-Z1LK51F5j5zbsITdPiL8nB1IDGJXirCTvIVylGz5_uRudV3JLzsvVxHx9oxUmm_E-aPHhUHF06hYRLfgvdMN48OXYouiy6guoNBAtLbPOm8fFQW6-OwMyYouHY3Wkxg1WK2Jy7kuLzJOeTuPb2fWG-XtppfFqqceSQsoR2bn-F7WHUjT2FpVdal4mI/s4032/IMG_8616.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEW-Z1LK51F5j5zbsITdPiL8nB1IDGJXirCTvIVylGz5_uRudV3JLzsvVxHx9oxUmm_E-aPHhUHF06hYRLfgvdMN48OXYouiy6guoNBAtLbPOm8fFQW6-OwMyYouHY3Wkxg1WK2Jy7kuLzJOeTuPb2fWG-XtppfFqqceSQsoR2bn-F7WHUjT2FpVdal4mI/w640-h480/IMG_8616.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> When I was in Scottsdale last weekend, I stopped at the Western Spirit Museum to see an exhibit of works by an artist named Tom Gilleon. He is an artist who started his career as an illustrator for Walt Disney Imagineering where he created many illustrations like the one pictured above. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin4qygSZ8NaSw7sfMcuzAAMkaasqGbR0l3Q04NzmzlQpQOCRI6xTx2oH_OJY8nNnKIa_U7k3WN7ihx6AAnQIMwhBWZIQsb5UjcaGcjWqSGRzD4gY3VsaH2Ro70SVAeqbVYvp0xm1XU_6GFPqbRTh7tdrV57lztJcb4lEH7jRIHnPYm3eCi-vVVQdnyvpSS/s3638/IMG_8618.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2370" data-original-width="3638" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin4qygSZ8NaSw7sfMcuzAAMkaasqGbR0l3Q04NzmzlQpQOCRI6xTx2oH_OJY8nNnKIa_U7k3WN7ihx6AAnQIMwhBWZIQsb5UjcaGcjWqSGRzD4gY3VsaH2Ro70SVAeqbVYvp0xm1XU_6GFPqbRTh7tdrV57lztJcb4lEH7jRIHnPYm3eCi-vVVQdnyvpSS/w640-h416/IMG_8618.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>Later in life, he moved to Montana and was inspired by the western landscape and people to paint scenes with a western theme. His work received notice and praise and he now has paintings in many museums and businesses across the United States. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-GeT1Q7l3qLlTjW_JiT80T-ZlLm7OeB4v-PDuI-wWcEmFHIXT_-Aj1jvokse7triCMTdJubOjmyouhXDGnzFaKIh8pn8WbXh7ioNNat93LJwd5g0FxAEybP_skop7E8VhgeHYWSL8dbElY7KTdvV39qrlq3HR0-CovcFSIVh2pD_TnV_pPdLFYeMfr3C/s2724/IMG_8617.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2724" data-original-width="2397" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-GeT1Q7l3qLlTjW_JiT80T-ZlLm7OeB4v-PDuI-wWcEmFHIXT_-Aj1jvokse7triCMTdJubOjmyouhXDGnzFaKIh8pn8WbXh7ioNNat93LJwd5g0FxAEybP_skop7E8VhgeHYWSL8dbElY7KTdvV39qrlq3HR0-CovcFSIVh2pD_TnV_pPdLFYeMfr3C/w564-h640/IMG_8617.jpeg" width="564" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">His paintings fit in perfectly with the Western Spirit Museum's collection of art.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNLRlVuxHo_A-0oHljWF7qIdkmmWmkict74ktfplYUPvI6hEN6islQ94ggaU5B4d5hwT6wp2HKK4TcHjDQp8r9rq1kS9pLpFYhxoED7LabzdaLWuS0IAhd0fSNBcMCUfthyphenhyphenGGLRwO7OySNejBhAWCoD_SkzVA2_uj57gbwotIItmRAxqCVa6ZKapEEdi_W/s4032/IMG_8627.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNLRlVuxHo_A-0oHljWF7qIdkmmWmkict74ktfplYUPvI6hEN6islQ94ggaU5B4d5hwT6wp2HKK4TcHjDQp8r9rq1kS9pLpFYhxoED7LabzdaLWuS0IAhd0fSNBcMCUfthyphenhyphenGGLRwO7OySNejBhAWCoD_SkzVA2_uj57gbwotIItmRAxqCVa6ZKapEEdi_W/w640-h480/IMG_8627.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVV9tBUwfJSOs_Ap2-CaU3APtDTBZXkgV7l76BLHKQF64u7m0TXN6f1IlNSYETLpUMQZH5gNXL5YSu5VX7BZP_a3JEIDuvCC57hS4Hj2AwMKJ4BHWUeGmXO7ke8j3UENUqQngnlmULJ4vW4uqBjvyh_H1uwY8ynfk-ltl6L77aOldH8gy4WDIseT2bpF1/s3834/IMG_8628%20(1).jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2403" data-original-width="3834" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVV9tBUwfJSOs_Ap2-CaU3APtDTBZXkgV7l76BLHKQF64u7m0TXN6f1IlNSYETLpUMQZH5gNXL5YSu5VX7BZP_a3JEIDuvCC57hS4Hj2AwMKJ4BHWUeGmXO7ke8j3UENUqQngnlmULJ4vW4uqBjvyh_H1uwY8ynfk-ltl6L77aOldH8gy4WDIseT2bpF1/w640-h402/IMG_8628%20(1).jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">He has also begun working with digital art. There were two digital art pieces among the exhibit. This one featured this mountain and the piece changed from a bright daytime scene into and evening scene and finally a night time scene. It was interesting to watch. It was also interesting to learn how his career evolved. </span></div>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-47559747110618940702024-03-07T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-07T01:00:00.152-07:00Saguaro Cactus Gardens<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZL06S9OsEgKymsHjSBLBK5DPPOerkBZ6P5Wi9yRDU2aUqI2wFX1Q_SDS7nE9ZKsJQ2-ETotJ2OQcUYocC-ufTEqUoBXCRicSKVCrbx7Ao-mDa7iT7j_If5MojYlzsRx1UtG87G553pOmO6nJtruiRYIhrqxOUjEO5G5QJXFYW9jsu1U6b0u21TnpmVCp/s4032/IMG_8608.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ZL06S9OsEgKymsHjSBLBK5DPPOerkBZ6P5Wi9yRDU2aUqI2wFX1Q_SDS7nE9ZKsJQ2-ETotJ2OQcUYocC-ufTEqUoBXCRicSKVCrbx7Ao-mDa7iT7j_If5MojYlzsRx1UtG87G553pOmO6nJtruiRYIhrqxOUjEO5G5QJXFYW9jsu1U6b0u21TnpmVCp/w640-h480/IMG_8608.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I was in Scottsdale last weekend and made a stop at the Western Spirit Museum. On the walkway behind the museum are two patches where saguaro cacti have been planted in even rows. This patch is framed by the condos on the left and the museum wall on the right.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptjD-RKj81xq0yCDARjcGat7OP8hyphenhyphen2Fhz9rlcEGs1MgNN6fZ8s8ROy1rn-zkwo_Dncw9BHfLq5Tc0Gdd1tY-3gSNGoPFGau8zmlsVJhXGhqtZutXKLzcmQHj0HZI9jgh6NZw67UUrOT0NbI52XSDQ7LWfQY6EOKeHUZBbTenu5MQFl6FFOFf5xquinEbp/s4032/IMG_8609.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptjD-RKj81xq0yCDARjcGat7OP8hyphenhyphen2Fhz9rlcEGs1MgNN6fZ8s8ROy1rn-zkwo_Dncw9BHfLq5Tc0Gdd1tY-3gSNGoPFGau8zmlsVJhXGhqtZutXKLzcmQHj0HZI9jgh6NZw67UUrOT0NbI52XSDQ7LWfQY6EOKeHUZBbTenu5MQFl6FFOFf5xquinEbp/w640-h480/IMG_8609.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>This patch is just a few feet away and is lined up against the museum. To the right you might be able to see a pile of dirt. That's the beginnings of the work to expand the museum building. The museum has just started a project to build a new addition to the museum.</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-13398259585289347212024-03-06T01:00:00.014-07:002024-03-06T01:00:00.246-07:00Old House Turned Art Gallery<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeYwkp8q1lxSe_aOOoboYfZlPVT-kn8WpcgCCnUQhwTy3_hoYvto8aHNeXCl-BSeAt7gMyhwNP7Y6Xs90Aj8z_qez4C1a5feRVTZ-wOUl3lbuyO2G29TDPD9E1x0QFeSlRm06yepuLH0KUkScM3OHtxeYfXBBZIJUB6Af5SP2E9IqG54DtZYIcL6QXfOD/s4032/IMG_7995.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeYwkp8q1lxSe_aOOoboYfZlPVT-kn8WpcgCCnUQhwTy3_hoYvto8aHNeXCl-BSeAt7gMyhwNP7Y6Xs90Aj8z_qez4C1a5feRVTZ-wOUl3lbuyO2G29TDPD9E1x0QFeSlRm06yepuLH0KUkScM3OHtxeYfXBBZIJUB6Af5SP2E9IqG54DtZYIcL6QXfOD/w640-h480/IMG_7995.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKOC3U4J3FQSxa4QZ0zZLWyGYck11-JW2wFQX2Nj7KmCEP5GVmUGPVKbtN5Q9d5-0kg_W5sTYQV_jxNcWXdNmolguZprS9Jhpbm0IuYkWg9KJwsIQAU6wMiLrlu33hS_8-WMDtPmbzRoKuqfUOIlAmhIR1N43-d1yDrDB9F6wIx08QxKaUoVFWIEPT0ZbZ/s4032/IMG_4028.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKOC3U4J3FQSxa4QZ0zZLWyGYck11-JW2wFQX2Nj7KmCEP5GVmUGPVKbtN5Q9d5-0kg_W5sTYQV_jxNcWXdNmolguZprS9Jhpbm0IuYkWg9KJwsIQAU6wMiLrlu33hS_8-WMDtPmbzRoKuqfUOIlAmhIR1N43-d1yDrDB9F6wIx08QxKaUoVFWIEPT0ZbZ/w480-h640/IMG_4028.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>I think I've mentioned before that the Shemer Art Center is located in an old, historic home along Camelback Road in Phoenix. </p><p>The center gets its name from Martha Shemer whose portrait you see above the fireplace. She saw that the house was for sale in 1984 and asked if the city would maintain it as a community art center if she purchased the home and gave it to the city. They agreed and the Shemer Art Center was born.</p><p>In 2010, the city decided it couldn't afford to run the center any longer so a group of dedicated people formed a non-profit organization to keep the the center alive. </p><p>Today the center provides art classes, workshops, lectures, exhibitions and events. All the exhibitions feature artwork created by artists living in Arizona. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKK4b7qjSsobNKlQt22wDaWc0gQ3H_itrBPJ9fUZMB2gvljKSeJy4lfUGnxog1f4nEs0GFSn1a2A6tNyJ9OjVYvhI6mlDj_mk91rVnOZa4OQ_7JMoTi8sdnGJDjK8-11vReU7dtKkAq4UN2xi0X_pByP8d9DXSS8Z-ZXBexNt-wiH3qIw8As2OEyfMX9g/s4032/IMG_8604.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJKK4b7qjSsobNKlQt22wDaWc0gQ3H_itrBPJ9fUZMB2gvljKSeJy4lfUGnxog1f4nEs0GFSn1a2A6tNyJ9OjVYvhI6mlDj_mk91rVnOZa4OQ_7JMoTi8sdnGJDjK8-11vReU7dtKkAq4UN2xi0X_pByP8d9DXSS8Z-ZXBexNt-wiH3qIw8As2OEyfMX9g/w480-h640/IMG_8604.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><p>Even though the rooms have been turned into gallery space, there are still many features of the historic home available to admire. I love finding these little details when I visit the center.</p><p>By the way, those paintings in the top photo are the artwork of <a href="https://www.arizonahighways.com/article/memoriam-ed-mell" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Ed Mell</span></a> a very well known artist who I'm sad to say, passed away very recently. He was a well loved and admired figure in Arizona. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-43663442851904028172024-03-05T01:00:00.003-07:002024-03-05T01:00:00.248-07:00Not the Whole Picture<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzoG3FpPZzAkSlEi__Fs9uoBeVkc_jtPw1r3ru4PC9GabRGL4hhyphenhyphen4XMxLItMChY8bCs55mQrKfAIDbeWUAR0Ui4aO6-aDKBLVTh7ROtQPb7Ee_5IBrI6RqDXedoUklB0wSEt4wTk5MKQSoAMDY0nZ5LG_qkE-qfKlYDmo6BJyEvXe4aakNNUdYpJOSj-s/s4032/IMG_8480.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzoG3FpPZzAkSlEi__Fs9uoBeVkc_jtPw1r3ru4PC9GabRGL4hhyphenhyphen4XMxLItMChY8bCs55mQrKfAIDbeWUAR0Ui4aO6-aDKBLVTh7ROtQPb7Ee_5IBrI6RqDXedoUklB0wSEt4wTk5MKQSoAMDY0nZ5LG_qkE-qfKlYDmo6BJyEvXe4aakNNUdYpJOSj-s/w480-h640/IMG_8480.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div>I recently discovered a few photos in my files where I had taken a photo but framed it so only part of the scene was photographed. Most of the time, I do this for an artistic point of view but, sometimes it's just to make the photo more ascetically pleasing. This photo for example is of a very rustic door that I like but to the far left there was an ugly sign announcing what was behind the door. So, I took the photo showing only the interesting part of the door.<p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8nRREax_VXBIIrBmRwW14ynwZkq65fPWgbpo-BNKXpnyVagh6OwBKwVPBU1WmpisPmJBOmSZMG7H0bfXjKRATydtys4jsoBWbS6QLUd-6AYC8rcQFIb8v7AoPmH_iPC-Bd8dHVXiK75dC7ljT2Ila4MY18-s1qPjp_xbKpF0Ek7-apysxdaijOQAJ4WJ/s4275/DSCN7112.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3381" data-original-width="4275" height="506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN8nRREax_VXBIIrBmRwW14ynwZkq65fPWgbpo-BNKXpnyVagh6OwBKwVPBU1WmpisPmJBOmSZMG7H0bfXjKRATydtys4jsoBWbS6QLUd-6AYC8rcQFIb8v7AoPmH_iPC-Bd8dHVXiK75dC7ljT2Ila4MY18-s1qPjp_xbKpF0Ek7-apysxdaijOQAJ4WJ/w640-h506/DSCN7112.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkpcSctWChM1M0W4K3ynk7e4ih_aj9wwNgvWhn87ftks0itJx6iUH27C75tkkd6lPurbT5Tv1CBrcXct8xlVhljrJk9bihFB4aD-phnux2mr20LL4DpcPWRJiI7Zr2pj2K2lx2IBYQDP3wqK5xW7dzczi_b4HB_PLqnyg-2Z7dkaBLCPDEV02x-gERZff/s4736/DSCN7280.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4736" data-original-width="3631" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKkpcSctWChM1M0W4K3ynk7e4ih_aj9wwNgvWhn87ftks0itJx6iUH27C75tkkd6lPurbT5Tv1CBrcXct8xlVhljrJk9bihFB4aD-phnux2mr20LL4DpcPWRJiI7Zr2pj2K2lx2IBYQDP3wqK5xW7dzczi_b4HB_PLqnyg-2Z7dkaBLCPDEV02x-gERZff/w490-h640/DSCN7280.jpeg" width="490" /></a></div>These two photos were both taken at the Desert Botanical Garden. I took the photo above because the upside-down stuffed grasshopper tied to the maintenance cart steering column amused me.<div><br /></div><div>I framed the photo to the left exactly this way to catch the western door, light fixture and the cactus near one of the garden buildings. I don't think I've ever taken a broader view of this building. I should do that sometime. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-20799539053037018632024-03-04T01:00:00.017-07:002024-03-04T01:00:00.344-07:00Alien Object <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0m82oBVidh8h1NcMkZwFMDSbKKTrAGx58enP0Rap-ZJPUf9TZqaDMdhm7NXpDv81LPpBn6VCIh9MMDz5cGlAPfOFex4OoP6Xo75IeNxHlvPYl2z9KYmUwKrnJTNQiG33IJxZhIFF0d404vpoxE9LakPLj7QmyYsQsWNTamGQmSBZ9AbxPCSiNqYgsAhc/s4954/DSCN6757.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4954" data-original-width="3636" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0m82oBVidh8h1NcMkZwFMDSbKKTrAGx58enP0Rap-ZJPUf9TZqaDMdhm7NXpDv81LPpBn6VCIh9MMDz5cGlAPfOFex4OoP6Xo75IeNxHlvPYl2z9KYmUwKrnJTNQiG33IJxZhIFF0d404vpoxE9LakPLj7QmyYsQsWNTamGQmSBZ9AbxPCSiNqYgsAhc/w470-h640/DSCN6757.jpeg" width="470" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>I took this photo back in September and I framed it so it looked like some alien object had landed near Camelback Mountain.</p><p>I was going to post it on my blog but I realized I didn't have a full perspective on it and I needed to go back and get another photo so you could see this object in full after viewing it as an alien.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjEYtczuHRq1jxL4KvLsFk4zo_qT7DQfnRqcPel1Sn_C82jarjCWAks6WMeurksT_h8WHeLOADcNfPIoP94ZSRgVGNRHF2JffNjc-AipWS8s5BXqGYA4u9_NHNvofnG7ZkL6bCxKNdsV-7eu8lDX_AOGBKoaOne4DWpT2gE94spI2ohqjAgO4Zsxaoijzf/s4032/IMG_8605.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjEYtczuHRq1jxL4KvLsFk4zo_qT7DQfnRqcPel1Sn_C82jarjCWAks6WMeurksT_h8WHeLOADcNfPIoP94ZSRgVGNRHF2JffNjc-AipWS8s5BXqGYA4u9_NHNvofnG7ZkL6bCxKNdsV-7eu8lDX_AOGBKoaOne4DWpT2gE94spI2ohqjAgO4Zsxaoijzf/w480-h640/IMG_8605.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>I finally managed to do that when I visited the Shemer Art Center a week ago. </p><p>This is a 3D printed sculpture called "Debutante" by artist Kevin Caron. </p><p>The description says it is 3D printed Ryno & PLA Pearls. I looked that up to see what it meant. I couldn't find anything called "ryno" but I found something called "Rhino" that has to do with 3D graphics. PLA Pearls is described as a polyester blend filament. </p><p>I may have read the researched descriptions but actually, I really don't understand it. I think I'd have to watch a 3D printer in action to gain a better understanding. I've always been visual learner. </p><p>It still looks like something alien, doesn't it?</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-35907166070558208032024-03-03T01:00:00.005-07:002024-03-03T01:00:00.132-07:00Traditional Craft, Modern Perspective<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2sCvAmhPkGP4PqGlzIdHG4J-X74giY394M-aTGcePUix6QOZ89UWVWtMPv1q02EBe9Iscxcyb_WuHGviP22gprCp07uVR2fXCP4UcrLOffgHsvfRKAyVQi3s9sZGLj13UNal2g1RWr24IN4OfoX5_Enud9qabnESbOlbpJ_N8fEmirePhi-ll-lQfRO_F/s4032/IMG_8602.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2sCvAmhPkGP4PqGlzIdHG4J-X74giY394M-aTGcePUix6QOZ89UWVWtMPv1q02EBe9Iscxcyb_WuHGviP22gprCp07uVR2fXCP4UcrLOffgHsvfRKAyVQi3s9sZGLj13UNal2g1RWr24IN4OfoX5_Enud9qabnESbOlbpJ_N8fEmirePhi-ll-lQfRO_F/w640-h480/IMG_8602.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>When I was at the Shemer Art Center last weekend for the "Furry Friends" event, I stopped inside the gallery to see the latest exhibit. It's a show called "Modern Makers and Materials". There were some very interesting pieces in the show. I loved that lidded vessel made of turned wood in the left front. The wood was cut so intricately, it looked like it was beaded. The artist is Brian Lensink and piece is called Fancy Pants.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizVob1Pt0UgWjD0kNrGH8PPgE55X9yYiD4JzY85em5cXB_W5KtMB_SwSdHWinxhLA9HBC1HHFwJ7QYYf0Li2QoQAVg9nKDcB7sFCpvJzwpoQUY-_QM816azD8aAmaXFRygnq6hGvEhwJrSpAr8aSl6x5kBBzXMex42KB2zrH3EGCxWa9m1VRWuDDaEwrAn/s3413/IMG_8600.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3413" data-original-width="2641" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizVob1Pt0UgWjD0kNrGH8PPgE55X9yYiD4JzY85em5cXB_W5KtMB_SwSdHWinxhLA9HBC1HHFwJ7QYYf0Li2QoQAVg9nKDcB7sFCpvJzwpoQUY-_QM816azD8aAmaXFRygnq6hGvEhwJrSpAr8aSl6x5kBBzXMex42KB2zrH3EGCxWa9m1VRWuDDaEwrAn/w496-h640/IMG_8600.jpeg" width="496" /></a></div><br /><p>In the background of the photo above you see this piece called "Heaps of Trouble: Redactions" by Nancy Gifford. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEOow74rrKkhrWL4m6OC0TFEz5u0G8iewzHPvmwIpY51R14clTF6RZdz5cirChjaIfWfCPrqxQH-iyIjKhgW_KZ4IB4YhAqAdWzVCh_MtKzIr4VlvIjRKLqtgt6ul_tALmf-BfL6dTuDcUXQ9k-d9zKDitklPeyqjx9JDdErcroDzEtMa_MmoENTDKTQI/s3404/IMG_8596.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3404" data-original-width="2086" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEOow74rrKkhrWL4m6OC0TFEz5u0G8iewzHPvmwIpY51R14clTF6RZdz5cirChjaIfWfCPrqxQH-iyIjKhgW_KZ4IB4YhAqAdWzVCh_MtKzIr4VlvIjRKLqtgt6ul_tALmf-BfL6dTuDcUXQ9k-d9zKDitklPeyqjx9JDdErcroDzEtMa_MmoENTDKTQI/w392-h640/IMG_8596.jpeg" width="392" /></a></div><br /><p>This fabric piece is called Compartments #32. The artist, Aryana B Londir said this work addresses the emotional, physical and mental experience of living through a pandemic. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XiBLAWdh52sZgUe1EzPzBpclymz7k0lMDVvRB_4CLrGgbnZEkVxWSK_OG8Py8evjjegKKVVe8HkDnAZVHhZkA-3Ii9_El3m2SA-KJp0plE1TCCPfRkd9JMwPyLNuOrp5-3Ux-aRJtt0IjC4XLvtrOfMY7t2Y-khfYW2qcoQBOLGYH59XzVVZRIz1IuyF/s4032/IMG_8591.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XiBLAWdh52sZgUe1EzPzBpclymz7k0lMDVvRB_4CLrGgbnZEkVxWSK_OG8Py8evjjegKKVVe8HkDnAZVHhZkA-3Ii9_El3m2SA-KJp0plE1TCCPfRkd9JMwPyLNuOrp5-3Ux-aRJtt0IjC4XLvtrOfMY7t2Y-khfYW2qcoQBOLGYH59XzVVZRIz1IuyF/w480-h640/IMG_8591.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>I loved the story behind this last piece by Donna Atwood. It's called "Acapulco Necklace" and it's made from the shards of a much loved teapot. She fashioned the pieces in sterling silver to create a necklace she could wear and continue to enjoy the colors of that teapot. I love that she took something beloved that had broken and fashioned it into something that will last forever. </p><p>I have a new post on <a href="http://sharonssojourns.blogspot.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Sharon's Sojourns</span></a> today. This one goes way, way back in history.</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-13277415891977490732024-03-02T01:00:00.003-07:002024-03-02T01:00:00.134-07:00Reflections in Mirrors<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsf3L06xbs9z5w5CDHrIY4IlMPew46-S2CIrmg4c_IB3H2lYwYM50Si0EWQ4vSFGGIAmkVUKLDV1HbNz0UP7m1ooVGvAsE0z5dlGc7_1dsyz8aSVR51ztFe9KkxTFC75hd0VookBS8K7OCbAw7McCfDfIgZkzvyYVXI-KgrY7V4r9wacuTZA7VELykeqj/s3828/IMG_6577.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3828" data-original-width="2401" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsf3L06xbs9z5w5CDHrIY4IlMPew46-S2CIrmg4c_IB3H2lYwYM50Si0EWQ4vSFGGIAmkVUKLDV1HbNz0UP7m1ooVGvAsE0z5dlGc7_1dsyz8aSVR51ztFe9KkxTFC75hd0VookBS8K7OCbAw7McCfDfIgZkzvyYVXI-KgrY7V4r9wacuTZA7VELykeqj/w402-h640/IMG_6577.jpeg" width="402" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>This is the photo I was going to post for yesterday's theme day. I took this one in the waiting area of my chiropractor's office. I've always admired that very large and strangely shaped mirror on one of the walls. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjVbLPlY8dZcJ47ESu_KgLbdxF-3u4AiYXTCixga3dy_UO_29SbncykJp5vREmSF1OQpheqQYh3-KkgEyDjMy_YcKCOecNiGyIr7XTs-VT9vE_MkVNKXPfa0ki33b6jiyrdDM5LIhSIkpZ2tQIZ8wTy6QE-3JBPpGpr1cIfPRv4-GDIhfAtNIC0XBAOGd3/s4032/IMG_8452.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjVbLPlY8dZcJ47ESu_KgLbdxF-3u4AiYXTCixga3dy_UO_29SbncykJp5vREmSF1OQpheqQYh3-KkgEyDjMy_YcKCOecNiGyIr7XTs-VT9vE_MkVNKXPfa0ki33b6jiyrdDM5LIhSIkpZ2tQIZ8wTy6QE-3JBPpGpr1cIfPRv4-GDIhfAtNIC0XBAOGd3/w640-h480/IMG_8452.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Just last week, I had lunch at my favorite cafe at the Heard Museum and I decided to snap a shot of the mirror that hangs on one wall reflecting the lights and artwork on another wall. </p><p>When the themes were posted on the the City Daily Photo Bloggers site, I wrote them all down and put the list on my desk so I would always be reminded of photos to look for. For the March theme I wrote down reflections in mirrors, so that's what I was on the lookout for over the past month. I'm not sure how I got that wrong. </p><p><br /></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-80370949899390436692024-03-01T01:00:00.001-07:002024-03-01T01:00:00.133-07:00Theme Day: Reflections in Windows<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_KYkidPq0Dv7sg4-SCHO2eJ84Vl25KfJfzePiWAOGEkYdps7iCg-Sz8SwHhDePg-eJmsPEUMLRa5gX0xm4ewycSu1pA4yIM6K0ilQYLbWALuxd5sZnyXwVPgllIhOc1FvunDPiT7tj9hSukhoe4l_AubZzm4jfKW_r6EU7UT2asNTFe8iL1fr6STImo0/s4032/IMG_6764.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_KYkidPq0Dv7sg4-SCHO2eJ84Vl25KfJfzePiWAOGEkYdps7iCg-Sz8SwHhDePg-eJmsPEUMLRa5gX0xm4ewycSu1pA4yIM6K0ilQYLbWALuxd5sZnyXwVPgllIhOc1FvunDPiT7tj9hSukhoe4l_AubZzm4jfKW_r6EU7UT2asNTFe8iL1fr6STImo0/w480-h640/IMG_6764.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /> The March 1st theme for City Daily Photo Bloggers is "Reflections in Windows". I had to scramble to find a photo for this theme because the entire month, I thought the theme was reflections in mirrors. <p></p><p>I remembered that I took this photo in my friend Glenda's back garden last summer. She had just purchased the ceramic steer's head and placed it on the wall over one of the garden doors.</p><p>This photo will work because you can see me reflected in the window as I took the photo.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZvSSMb35sOgKdAaBZA_0Tef91jCBhsHtsv2g0Ai1JlX5wNaLSVClx05mwaFTc9Yjf-wKx9F4a5-uTV3N72cL_KYMQXXYMAETctPPQH9Yn7RgUJTizZt2z_n-YKlX9CcTO1WQwPDTqiYCiLrjxanSlsSYD1uymF6_Fd982zixzzdKA5D3t3ug6Xqz6bc_/s4032/IMG_6765.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyZvSSMb35sOgKdAaBZA_0Tef91jCBhsHtsv2g0Ai1JlX5wNaLSVClx05mwaFTc9Yjf-wKx9F4a5-uTV3N72cL_KYMQXXYMAETctPPQH9Yn7RgUJTizZt2z_n-YKlX9CcTO1WQwPDTqiYCiLrjxanSlsSYD1uymF6_Fd982zixzzdKA5D3t3ug6Xqz6bc_/w640-h480/IMG_6765.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Here is a close up view of this great looking ceramic piece. Tomorrow I'll show you the reflections in mirrors photos I had originally planned to post. </div><div><br /></div><div>To see other bloggers take on this theme, <a href="https://citydailyphoto.org/category/theme-days/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">click here</span></a>.</div><p><br /></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-39304865343918166882024-02-29T01:00:00.001-07:002024-02-29T01:00:00.132-07:00A Grand House<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKvNxlYCINKDKouWa_bK-yrScFgTFD-VJoONmeToUbmppEtRnrYa7ZB2sWT2covI7iKGH3RIuV52lI0Ul_f9QoiucDHjl3T6mVNUiOAH7qbDo4FoOKlh9cVQOS9gexGCU6ZE8-nJI3O36NuBV4nG63KHmZ3qig0o1MDmgEZkFr-4KeeUbbGWQASH8rCp7x/s4608/Encanto%20P%20007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKvNxlYCINKDKouWa_bK-yrScFgTFD-VJoONmeToUbmppEtRnrYa7ZB2sWT2covI7iKGH3RIuV52lI0Ul_f9QoiucDHjl3T6mVNUiOAH7qbDo4FoOKlh9cVQOS9gexGCU6ZE8-nJI3O36NuBV4nG63KHmZ3qig0o1MDmgEZkFr-4KeeUbbGWQASH8rCp7x/w640-h480/Encanto%20P%20007.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> This pretty house caught my eye as I drove past. It's located in one of our historic neighborhoods, the Encanto Historic District. I like the Juliet balcony and the little fountain in front. There are so many unique homes in this part of town.<p></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-13560885916113340312024-02-28T01:00:00.001-07:002024-02-28T01:00:00.141-07:00Snowy Trees<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fnF3Y1CjSCGQzFdCo8gF7IVffEyVHdM_mKYF9yoPTT37NYGpsJvjr8tAxLhop9nwETR0VVq3lrqD4w3cSQM_7vrB17O8p-Sa3STskcicLWD7yL9ET9-YPxGp5X8jVmyLuV1CWh-4gNlPPfhl4i-UBXo6sSpYb6E_jnvJqTRhPTVyXbbo6xanI_oamhXU/s5184/DSCN7298.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fnF3Y1CjSCGQzFdCo8gF7IVffEyVHdM_mKYF9yoPTT37NYGpsJvjr8tAxLhop9nwETR0VVq3lrqD4w3cSQM_7vrB17O8p-Sa3STskcicLWD7yL9ET9-YPxGp5X8jVmyLuV1CWh-4gNlPPfhl4i-UBXo6sSpYb6E_jnvJqTRhPTVyXbbo6xanI_oamhXU/w640-h480/DSCN7298.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>It's that time of year when the flowering pear trees are full of white blooms that look like snow. This one was looking especially heavy with pretty, white booms.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijY0fNEEwabDhRpgwsmRILARmsKf7I3KjOAHADyyRh5MwKd1D62wYUvyp2sUtY4BHplg6NWnKqjPCnjk2d3VPyEoMDhIep2hWnMfpk5uW0CxssN6PCy_YSUSmzyneKSHfnoK-20xItnlGutU2gwLp7sqmb01o94SYjZKNmGvp1T_1XidLth7OG8uAiAcf7/s4699/DSCN7301.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3449" data-original-width="4699" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijY0fNEEwabDhRpgwsmRILARmsKf7I3KjOAHADyyRh5MwKd1D62wYUvyp2sUtY4BHplg6NWnKqjPCnjk2d3VPyEoMDhIep2hWnMfpk5uW0CxssN6PCy_YSUSmzyneKSHfnoK-20xItnlGutU2gwLp7sqmb01o94SYjZKNmGvp1T_1XidLth7OG8uAiAcf7/w640-h470/DSCN7301.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkVXW6CidzESsxHLbCPXTaUNsWJVBM-ze_mCs25r9hyphenhyphen7MaWxES8GaBufqfvas1RNhMa93OeHtXV23Ld0pOJYrfmGS_eFqI5EvXhMKOce2XnM-1uNleqfNhEAF_EhkHNf3atQppZQmKSjjuzF2NNSodVQo0hyTxT4Q5Ei4bD0sBt6MfJnnBV6N4AXu8w1gw/s4770/DSCN7302.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3377" data-original-width="4770" height="454" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkVXW6CidzESsxHLbCPXTaUNsWJVBM-ze_mCs25r9hyphenhyphen7MaWxES8GaBufqfvas1RNhMa93OeHtXV23Ld0pOJYrfmGS_eFqI5EvXhMKOce2XnM-1uNleqfNhEAF_EhkHNf3atQppZQmKSjjuzF2NNSodVQo0hyTxT4Q5Ei4bD0sBt6MfJnnBV6N4AXu8w1gw/w640-h454/DSCN7302.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>While nearby, these two rows of trees are still waiting for their spring buds to appear. These deciduous trees look attractive in their own barren way. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-27580138052386889602024-02-27T01:00:00.001-07:002024-02-27T01:00:00.155-07:00Furry Friends<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAwsW0mTOd47tY16QigNk4FPrxtByb6dkmgjhc7Td0ctVQV7UPUbFEemIzT3wucohpSztAV4Wob_5QpMJIYYWMVy5IKPOceR5q1AOsoaXXbMM36RrikSAppYo9Oynk3zFfMxMZOrEFCVIvat9UzuGhNjEsBfEPvA4Br6DImrZ1sDsUOF65LlxLuCdVnp_/s3067/IMG_8586.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3067" data-original-width="2520" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsAwsW0mTOd47tY16QigNk4FPrxtByb6dkmgjhc7Td0ctVQV7UPUbFEemIzT3wucohpSztAV4Wob_5QpMJIYYWMVy5IKPOceR5q1AOsoaXXbMM36RrikSAppYo9Oynk3zFfMxMZOrEFCVIvat9UzuGhNjEsBfEPvA4Br6DImrZ1sDsUOF65LlxLuCdVnp_/w526-h640/IMG_8586.jpeg" width="526" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p>I stopped at the Shemer Art Center over the weekend for their annual "Furry Friends" event. It's a celebration of art and our beloved pets. </p><p>I got there in time to see a pet parade with a few dogs pulling floats full of flowers.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRv8ThI3r2Bel0adWWzPwkhsMYqtLtedJMd-wDzUGrzpwuamaP5Co1KHSU4Vykg7CfWp7cy8_mtZ6_9tdVWzmgD8TVTsCVa6wSbkM6rtVYpuv7Da4_2KJ7wWY7bP7ZWOSommyKAn11coCbMyLRNDht_0UqxYV35aRlwec0NVmL_e0_NYRFIHKk5Nof3wHD/s3390/IMG_8587.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3390" data-original-width="2286" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRv8ThI3r2Bel0adWWzPwkhsMYqtLtedJMd-wDzUGrzpwuamaP5Co1KHSU4Vykg7CfWp7cy8_mtZ6_9tdVWzmgD8TVTsCVa6wSbkM6rtVYpuv7Da4_2KJ7wWY7bP7ZWOSommyKAn11coCbMyLRNDht_0UqxYV35aRlwec0NVmL_e0_NYRFIHKk5Nof3wHD/w432-h640/IMG_8587.jpeg" width="432" /></a></div><br /><p>It was fun to watch and the dogs in the parade appeared to be enjoying all the attention. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGFNZ7zVvLhQvF1-NrwEr4F-05qEhPAzH4BmXPputdMWxwuOF4itVZeN-oCuXUPG7EVGMR5ufECHh3CLQ5CgBf-wTlsWRwuncmyTWy0fra361cPvEiy_ymqhnaf5NxOHHsO0_ZmGZfUhdAezQwX9Cn6A79R03zMicf0e8RTDANgZcrqEzz7xEGUnK2jm1/s3484/IMG_8588.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3484" data-original-width="2515" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGFNZ7zVvLhQvF1-NrwEr4F-05qEhPAzH4BmXPputdMWxwuOF4itVZeN-oCuXUPG7EVGMR5ufECHh3CLQ5CgBf-wTlsWRwuncmyTWy0fra361cPvEiy_ymqhnaf5NxOHHsO0_ZmGZfUhdAezQwX9Cn6A79R03zMicf0e8RTDANgZcrqEzz7xEGUnK2jm1/w462-h640/IMG_8588.jpeg" width="462" /></a></div><br /><p>I saw that Cruella Deville was on hand for the event. Fortunately, she was doing some face painting for the kids and was not trying kidnap any pups. </p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-68256708490580898122024-02-26T01:00:00.004-07:002024-02-26T01:00:00.133-07:00Let's Take a Walk<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ1x09QcnuVjSTqgFjKeBdYFM0HUG9f6xLt8gNrXhVa_RSgk56TtdPp4Hsk_haSrDOPA8-Ai15UTJoP3XVKiVx-jys8HcPpsHG6qL1XZ1hqogZj5WgUYSrG0Dh39geL4ydv3xWAc00Bji9f9gIkLzKOfiOp3fqGHtQO4MI6euCK2FixrRWeHlGU2_3uw8P/s4032/IMG_8428.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ1x09QcnuVjSTqgFjKeBdYFM0HUG9f6xLt8gNrXhVa_RSgk56TtdPp4Hsk_haSrDOPA8-Ai15UTJoP3XVKiVx-jys8HcPpsHG6qL1XZ1hqogZj5WgUYSrG0Dh39geL4ydv3xWAc00Bji9f9gIkLzKOfiOp3fqGHtQO4MI6euCK2FixrRWeHlGU2_3uw8P/w480-h640/IMG_8428.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Here is another utility box from downtown Tempe. This one was painted by Aaron Allen Marner and it's called "Let's Take a Walk". </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-r7H2bl2Lt3lUX4lzWbC4_1LtJWTbZH_X_AagVLUoQ9btzD1gB_GtRi0GpATCnPanNwcZZs5IYsQtLIX3PJyeD_ZmSD1hiduTZ0XwnqYHOHF8Do_t5LEcJ5atgqecChyphenhyphencVQtJfsz1WQFiyx8isPWAwjFTzBpRYmBO89zVbExoUH-8rYxwVlvpcp7Y565/s4032/IMG_8429.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL-r7H2bl2Lt3lUX4lzWbC4_1LtJWTbZH_X_AagVLUoQ9btzD1gB_GtRi0GpATCnPanNwcZZs5IYsQtLIX3PJyeD_ZmSD1hiduTZ0XwnqYHOHF8Do_t5LEcJ5atgqecChyphenhyphencVQtJfsz1WQFiyx8isPWAwjFTzBpRYmBO89zVbExoUH-8rYxwVlvpcp7Y565/w480-h640/IMG_8429.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>It depicts people who appear to be happy to be outdoors with nature all around and the outline of the city behind them.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbYYjRoGXMkjCqO4cMvFtuYn1OW0_e7bmGo1ekLAXmsBMos3PbOsYZKe17b_A1mDdqNvV17bYuXsXn56oTm4vgx6pG6AT4GP5H3Avr7pm9Ctfv3cMouAWjFZuQZVTzdccrBbolFnlUTtjbdxPqz_OuBgu6tM9f5INdxoUycjJ_26mx1XY4ciLR_kf_2X2/s4032/IMG_8430.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbYYjRoGXMkjCqO4cMvFtuYn1OW0_e7bmGo1ekLAXmsBMos3PbOsYZKe17b_A1mDdqNvV17bYuXsXn56oTm4vgx6pG6AT4GP5H3Avr7pm9Ctfv3cMouAWjFZuQZVTzdccrBbolFnlUTtjbdxPqz_OuBgu6tM9f5INdxoUycjJ_26mx1XY4ciLR_kf_2X2/w480-h640/IMG_8430.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>I can understand that happiness. I for one, love being outdoors. </p><p><br /></p><p>Taking part in <a href="https://sami-colourfulworld.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Monday Murals</span></a>!</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-76576103473738414862024-02-25T01:00:00.012-07:002024-02-25T10:31:20.590-07:0020th Century Highlights<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6y6byVmYkwQQ6_h0UF3jm3ulHdwLkm9S13YLz3LAw4iHAq6rchlPTet-zHcNqaTHWeAqlvKL6QCWvJc823_QmJ1Y4mBxXeIl5GKx7LAqYbq7L5_9zj78_z1ZtbIaJKALLm3GItFHVm-aA0kAti9ziKFfFlrIECo8mgj_99PbJqmAao_ho0kioxZ908k5b/s4032/IMG_8564.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6y6byVmYkwQQ6_h0UF3jm3ulHdwLkm9S13YLz3LAw4iHAq6rchlPTet-zHcNqaTHWeAqlvKL6QCWvJc823_QmJ1Y4mBxXeIl5GKx7LAqYbq7L5_9zj78_z1ZtbIaJKALLm3GItFHVm-aA0kAti9ziKFfFlrIECo8mgj_99PbJqmAao_ho0kioxZ908k5b/w640-h480/IMG_8564.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I'm continuing with more information about the Maria & Modernism exhibit at the Heard Museum that I wrote about yesterday. This photo and the one below were of things that Maria and her husband encountered on their many trips across the country. This is a photo of the New York Central Railroad's Mercury passenger train from the 1930's. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0huTpKKrfQ3bx90vcFr9WIB6s9FJfEjsZVQtN_CGwYBfOnsWn96mogEgOhN_Gek-3kpIUdECPDZTtQBfam0Az2dTz69dLX_wvpkfGhv26X5QAdzsPN2UDjMCIT3FrzMsOJf6y_11ab8YyPHAuz6RKqYLnWk_UwtqEUphm0NSiSuts3RGVerC_YoYEsvd/s4032/IMG_8565.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0huTpKKrfQ3bx90vcFr9WIB6s9FJfEjsZVQtN_CGwYBfOnsWn96mogEgOhN_Gek-3kpIUdECPDZTtQBfam0Az2dTz69dLX_wvpkfGhv26X5QAdzsPN2UDjMCIT3FrzMsOJf6y_11ab8YyPHAuz6RKqYLnWk_UwtqEUphm0NSiSuts3RGVerC_YoYEsvd/w640-h480/IMG_8565.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>And this gorgeous room is a bar in the Chrysler Building in New York dated 1939. It is attributed to Seagram's Distillers. Oh how I would love to have a drink it this setting.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9j44hyphenhyphenICTcePy_jJehCs8fl_EgLXNjuS_WLiPTMOVaUK4KU-ZdIjDtmSLn6GVGSVxlVmE3pRDT9PQnoh0tLM_U0IaqlyEAevc-GpsTEgubEO95-uwfMo8FYAUcxr5cYDMK4LDonR6UCcCjzk3ACqzb9S662kcu5Fahh0cG1uBwTKK3GFIQXGwjRXe6tDV/s3717/IMG_8559.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3717" data-original-width="2233" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9j44hyphenhyphenICTcePy_jJehCs8fl_EgLXNjuS_WLiPTMOVaUK4KU-ZdIjDtmSLn6GVGSVxlVmE3pRDT9PQnoh0tLM_U0IaqlyEAevc-GpsTEgubEO95-uwfMo8FYAUcxr5cYDMK4LDonR6UCcCjzk3ACqzb9S662kcu5Fahh0cG1uBwTKK3GFIQXGwjRXe6tDV/w384-h640/IMG_8559.jpeg" width="384" /></a></div><br /><p>This is a more traditional piece of ceramic dated from 1939. The couple did pottery making demonstrations at the World's Fair in San Francisco. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0S4NTUWr9uawd1De51lwWdyyi8OlzC8ft4oKGDYuzUQNH7p1ek37GtxX-5ngIQ45iEL8McsIAyUghmmSaBMt8PHIhh268i0JqT0N_xgRHgpc9zmzART_goRoIqYtHpr2wTAJlkoeSX3HVp_GlS1XBsziPD81yi6SOYVlbck9E6o3YzEVfqe0E8sDjEp6/s3714/IMG_8558.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3714" data-original-width="2332" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0S4NTUWr9uawd1De51lwWdyyi8OlzC8ft4oKGDYuzUQNH7p1ek37GtxX-5ngIQ45iEL8McsIAyUghmmSaBMt8PHIhh268i0JqT0N_xgRHgpc9zmzART_goRoIqYtHpr2wTAJlkoeSX3HVp_GlS1XBsziPD81yi6SOYVlbck9E6o3YzEVfqe0E8sDjEp6/w402-h640/IMG_8558.jpeg" width="402" /></a></div><br /><p>This one is the black on black type of pottery that Maria became famous for. She perfected the craft.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuuliL0EEUIyrHco4qjHMfMzCG9emD90uKvP2v2kvOYgdVJC8U-nEHYC9odkSIyVV3TEBAUBC6LRG94-J5n8K7f-kbFi4n5dwPxevHrmPYn_SA6p2FR1qdMIYtbriaENROtSHx9K0TkajQmoQiH9ErNdWtJ18jml_Y75IQWjcHlcpHFb7PtsFpGdNuX7Y/s3694/IMG_8568.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3694" data-original-width="2875" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVuuliL0EEUIyrHco4qjHMfMzCG9emD90uKvP2v2kvOYgdVJC8U-nEHYC9odkSIyVV3TEBAUBC6LRG94-J5n8K7f-kbFi4n5dwPxevHrmPYn_SA6p2FR1qdMIYtbriaENROtSHx9K0TkajQmoQiH9ErNdWtJ18jml_Y75IQWjcHlcpHFb7PtsFpGdNuX7Y/w498-h640/IMG_8568.jpeg" width="498" /></a></div><br /><p>This piece caught my eye. It was created by Barbara Gonzales who happens to be Maria's great-granddaughter. The art of pottery making has been passed down the family tree. </p><p>I love this one!</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWKvZPMto_CwR_emjkAMWjRAAZ5fjsIo2vE_dbDpxB-nTH-Dl_z_jJLzJApUaPwf2X5L8DjXX3UQdqUjZk_RzxNIl1neMRpkbSaMre535ZjxYVyM6y-CFYc8raD9QtQTPa8AlYct_9prPo5sE_4dtGEu5VaJhjCzJdIcp1KM7vfusdSNp8n0lp64bqecl/s4032/IMG_8573.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWKvZPMto_CwR_emjkAMWjRAAZ5fjsIo2vE_dbDpxB-nTH-Dl_z_jJLzJApUaPwf2X5L8DjXX3UQdqUjZk_RzxNIl1neMRpkbSaMre535ZjxYVyM6y-CFYc8raD9QtQTPa8AlYct_9prPo5sE_4dtGEu5VaJhjCzJdIcp1KM7vfusdSNp8n0lp64bqecl/w640-h480/IMG_8573.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I felt compelled to include this photo of a 1985 El Camino. Rose Simpson painted this vehicle to honor Maria. She painted it in the black on black style inspired by Tewa pottery. Her statement says that this was not just a show piece. It was a hard working vehicle that was used on her farm. It's gorgeous! I wonder if it's still around somewhere.</p><p>It was a great exhibit that I will return to view again while it is here. It will be up into July giving me lots of time to view it again.</p><p>I have a new post on <a href="http://sharonssojourns.blogspot.com" target="_blank"><span style="color: #ffa400;">Sharon's Sojourns</span></a> today. It's my Covent Garden destination.</p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-65189862744749780852024-02-24T01:00:00.002-07:002024-02-24T01:00:00.130-07:00Maria & Modernism<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg34p14osu5LKPUb0iUuCctZNir_t4U51gqwupfmIJCTFdXNHblKEwJ5kYXAt3D5bGL43yaxviJNvTZs7i1t4Yt8jklNWKB1uiIRWIb5XGu4649hWXzL3ooUlmfiqP6vbTXyJkrddyLECpG6ecpaZIgfJUcuRClMUt_dzc0baIhdEYVdu2k3nM1gJJ4Ipd6/s4032/IMG_8580.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg34p14osu5LKPUb0iUuCctZNir_t4U51gqwupfmIJCTFdXNHblKEwJ5kYXAt3D5bGL43yaxviJNvTZs7i1t4Yt8jklNWKB1uiIRWIb5XGu4649hWXzL3ooUlmfiqP6vbTXyJkrddyLECpG6ecpaZIgfJUcuRClMUt_dzc0baIhdEYVdu2k3nM1gJJ4Ipd6/w640-h480/IMG_8580.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>I went to the Heard Museum yesterday for member's opening event for a new exhibit called Maria & Modernism. The exhibit was all about Maria Martinez (1887 - 1980), a ceramicist and one of the 20th century's most influential and celebrated artists. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8DkgxYyzaKsjBvR5bhyWTaOpU3KLLhCKFH7lEnUvOBnhGekxdtaNHcR4nEOsDvseUsAR4ERxnkC4C4agv4kvBPJdtuOL-YwLKKIZazz6w-X5zvQfpKd2XHGjRNxumNoX1qTcnW7k2QavGIlmho2_pVAKoiIZ3Zff5-EbVcaJT8ADR3mYk0ucZsBKwcxF/s3522/IMG_8553.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3522" data-original-width="2966" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd8DkgxYyzaKsjBvR5bhyWTaOpU3KLLhCKFH7lEnUvOBnhGekxdtaNHcR4nEOsDvseUsAR4ERxnkC4C4agv4kvBPJdtuOL-YwLKKIZazz6w-X5zvQfpKd2XHGjRNxumNoX1qTcnW7k2QavGIlmho2_pVAKoiIZ3Zff5-EbVcaJT8ADR3mYk0ucZsBKwcxF/w538-h640/IMG_8553.jpeg" width="538" /></a></div><br /><p>Maria was making pottery at a time when society and industry were changing dramatically.</p><p>She was a traditional Tewa woman who embraced a modern lifestyle while still creating ceramics in a traditional manor. </p><p>This photo was taken in 1976 and she is standing with a jar she made in 1942.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS_DNM-KsHOfjdoLFBvgYKgOGsfxGEunvdkoml-aL9TiuqiDJMtO3HqA4jnxO1f9t9mwJ53mYNTvu2ulTCzhyphenhyphenQHVEH7LLv3HgT_tNUNOpQUDjADeNkL2Ub-wyaYs2HFs2MpkPwh2we2SslB-W6pl3sYSRvcOEWsb5QICts1t2ZifFesGCExP1weEwfmg8/s4032/IMG_8560.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS_DNM-KsHOfjdoLFBvgYKgOGsfxGEunvdkoml-aL9TiuqiDJMtO3HqA4jnxO1f9t9mwJ53mYNTvu2ulTCzhyphenhyphenQHVEH7LLv3HgT_tNUNOpQUDjADeNkL2Ub-wyaYs2HFs2MpkPwh2we2SslB-W6pl3sYSRvcOEWsb5QICts1t2ZifFesGCExP1weEwfmg8/w640-h480/IMG_8560.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Maria and her husband Julian traveled extensively taking her work across America. They attended four major World's Fairs, St. Louis in 1904, San Diego in 1915, Chicago in 1934 and San Francisco in 1939. Their pottery fit seamlessly with the streamlined aesthetic of the 1930's and 40's. In every state they visited, Julian would collect some clay and bring it home. This collection features pieces they made from that clay and are named for the various states the clay came from.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCAi6gT631fmPMvcWgSvWsHRP61X_Hhldrc46eMOrClWyrBk100dLrVjikQ3ePwOzD3ERodBy-YULcZZ0jvBMS17tqTM74pGxkiZ7tg7KJtQBklO156W3ZTi2glvVv0gfbkEPTk1tjYmQSA447M2vWPflwSX9h91yFLZkG4QvwhwbiaGqwtusiiNDOerz/s4032/IMG_8561.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpCAi6gT631fmPMvcWgSvWsHRP61X_Hhldrc46eMOrClWyrBk100dLrVjikQ3ePwOzD3ERodBy-YULcZZ0jvBMS17tqTM74pGxkiZ7tg7KJtQBklO156W3ZTi2glvVv0gfbkEPTk1tjYmQSA447M2vWPflwSX9h91yFLZkG4QvwhwbiaGqwtusiiNDOerz/w480-h640/IMG_8561.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>This is a close look at the center piece that features images of the artists.</p><p>The exhibit included many pieces made by the couple and their children and grandchildren. It also included other pieces and images that relate to the era they were working in. They were working during the Art Deco era and the exhibit included images of that era's modern influences. Tomorrow I'll show you some of those images.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8123921266409714516.post-31659724208278607072024-02-23T01:00:00.001-07:002024-02-23T01:00:00.135-07:00Year of the Dragon<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBXey4PCs12EHw21a-Ax4dA35ILAHeGZYH35zzfr5TTumY1_ZCKKX6-Rt-CCh6DfvHn14n2_OWwkChaVKPhvYBWjfD5aUgqXVXDDDvX3gYJtDzvH-OedLSHUla1hVA0e97tlS0bGcUwRXs4OnosMi2FHkGt-yYQXK6smijaRpdEXJSP3B46XVno1fNIPg/s4032/IMG_8364.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBXey4PCs12EHw21a-Ax4dA35ILAHeGZYH35zzfr5TTumY1_ZCKKX6-Rt-CCh6DfvHn14n2_OWwkChaVKPhvYBWjfD5aUgqXVXDDDvX3gYJtDzvH-OedLSHUla1hVA0e97tlS0bGcUwRXs4OnosMi2FHkGt-yYQXK6smijaRpdEXJSP3B46XVno1fNIPg/w480-h640/IMG_8364.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Earlier this month, we entered the Year of the Dragon on the Chinese calendar. I was shopping recently when I saw this set of dishes for sale. Perfect for this year. </p><p>There seems to be a set of dishes for every occasion. As I've said before on this site, I once had way too many sets of dishes. Now when I see a set I like, I just take a photo and walk away.</p><p><span style="font-size: large;">😉</span></p>Sharonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.com6