The name of this sculpture is Entwine, I think a reference to The Lord of the Rings. It’s supposed to be a tree, or plant, to symbolize Wylie’s connection to its roots. I always thought of it as a campfire, and I think that imagery fits much better for a library.
I made a promise to myself that I would never waste time on this blog apologizing for sporadic posting. So instead of doing that, I think I’ll do that other thing where I throw a few pictures at you and catch you up on recent developments.
If you haven’t been following Kassi over on her personal blog, by all means go there and check it out. She’s been killing it lately, posting about all the family stuff I’m supposed to be getting to over on this site, but have been too lame to do. I swear she can fire off 3 or 4 posts by the time I’m done editing the same number of photos. Practice, I guess? Her latest one about the John Muir books she’s been collecting has put me in a very vacation-y kind of mood. I thought it was funny that she called me out for still working on photos from two years ago, which is true. But I have learned (what I think is) a whole lot in the meantime, and my camera and software suite, and hopefully my editing sensibilities, have evolved a great deal in that time. It’s been fun revisiting those not-so-old photos and reminiscing on the times we spent out on the road in some very rugged country. I’d honestly forgotten just how pretty it was up in Colorado the summer of 2017. Anyway, enjoy the blog and hopefully get inspired yourself. John Muir was a great man, one of this nation’s finest. And more to come here on all that as well.
Somewhere around the beginning of May (and again in the fall) the city of Richardson, Texas invites artists from across the country to gather in Cottonwood Park for a big market day celebration of beauty and imagination. The Cottonwood Art Festival features some brilliant and rigorously curated talent, and is described by the artists themselves as one of the best art shows in the country. This year we decided to pay a visit as a family. And although the younger two would crap out early from the mild heat and post-rainy day humidity, we did manage to hang around just long enough for me to discover my new favorite artist, Alla Tsank.