July 11th, 2008 — 6:00am
The Spoonbridge (of course) at the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden, as seen through the f902 pinhole for about 3 minutes.
Among the Moabites is up now on Pseudopod; I haven’t heard it yet (we’re heading to Grand Marais this morning, so I probably won’t get a chance to listen until this evening), but I’m sure it’s done with the same panache they bring to all their stories. You can read the story at Cherry Bleeds, and find other things I’ve written if you’re so inclined.
May 21st, 2006 — 4:03am
More of the Spoonbridge. The day I was there I wasn’t the only person snapping pictures–though I didn’t see any brides or prom-goers, there were any number of touristy-types taking the perennial I’m-holding-the-cherry-in-my-fingers picture.
I’m running on auto-pilot today–we’re in Chicago for the weekend, checking out the Field Museum and the Shedd Aquarium (my four-year-olds are nerds, and I see no reason not to encourage it). So if you’ve made a comment, rest assured that I’ll respond when I return–I’m not being rude!
May 20th, 2006 — 4:00am
Yes, it’s that iconic landmark of Minneapolis–St. Mary’s Basilica. With a big metal cherry in front of it.
I’m running on auto-pilot today–we’re in Chicago for the weekend, checking out the Field Museum and the Shedd Aquarium (my four-year-olds are nerds, and I see no reason not to encourage it). So if you’ve made a comment, rest assured that I’ll respond when I return–I’m not being rude!
May 19th, 2006 — 4:00am
Taken at the Cowles Conservatory at the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden.
I’m running on auto-pilot today–we’re in Chicago for the weekend, checking out the Field Museum and the Shedd Aquarium (my four-year-olds are nerds, and I see no reason not to encourage it). So if you’ve made a comment, rest assured that I’ll respond when I return–I’m not being rude!
May 4th, 2006 — 4:00am
More Spoonbridge Holga fun.
May 3rd, 2006 — 4:00am
Fun with Spoonbridge pictures.
This past weekend I attended an in-law family event, and had to bite my tongue while listening to some Neanderthal political “discourse” on illegal immigration, Darfur, and Iraq. As noted previously, I tend to avoid political discussions, because I find that in the current climate they have a nasty viciousness that belies rational discourse. And when I’m at family events, I’d much rather play Disney Uno or Dora Memory with the kids than talk to the adults, anyway.
But then I started to think that silence may be the worst possible response in this political climate. Isn’t history full of instances where nastiness was met with silence, and nastiness won? So I’ve decided to start another weekly feature here, one that takes a politically divisive or misunderstood issue, gives it some careful consideration, and suggests some resources that people who are thoughtful and concerned might investigate. I’m not making this a “political blog” by any stretch–the main focus will still be photography and fiction–but I think I’ve got an obligation to speak my mind if I want my boys to live in a world that’s better than what we seem to be making for them.
So tomorrow–a little something on Darfur.
April 24th, 2006 — 4:06am
Prophecy of the Ancients by Brower Hatcher, 1988, at the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden.
April 23rd, 2006 — 4:01am
Hare on Bell on Portland Stone Piers by Barry Flanagan, 1983, at the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden.
