Grounds for Sculpture II

Here are some pix from the Water Garden at Grounds for Sculpture. Marina and I are already planning our own outing on the 11th. She is going to fall in love with this place.

Anthony Caro - Potpourri 1976-77

Kiki Smith - Untitled 2006

Autin Wright - Free Form III 1998

G. Frederick Morante - Relative 2003

J. Seward Johnson, Jr. - King Lear 1982

Grounds for Sculpture I

This afternoon I was able to go to Grounds for Sculpture in Hamilton with my mum and our dear friend Terri. It was hotter than the surface of the sun outside, but we managed to hang in there and see a decent amount of sculptures. The primary goal for the day, though, was to see the Keith Haring exhibit, since he is my all-time favourite artist. (More on that portion of the trip in future posts.) For now, I'd like to share some photos I took of some of the pieces that spoke loudest to me.

Ekaterina Harrison - Mirage 1996

Martha Pettigrew - Gossip 2001

Alexander Liberman - Entwined III 1987

Leonda Finke - Seated Figure from Women in the Sun 1988

George Segal - Depression Bread Line 1999

The Last Goodbye

My brother Wayne is moving out of Hawkins this weekend so tonight was the last night he would be there to hang out. Marina and I rushed over after work and had a fabulously relaxing evening. We had beer, martinis (well, i'm the square in the family, so i just had ginger ale) and garlic knots, calzone, pizza, and delicious brownies.
We were trying to decide on a flick to watch when Marina admitted that she'd never seen Brian De Palma's Scarface. This is the girl who speaks fluent Spanish, has traveled to nine different Spanish speaking countries and is obsessed with the culture. But, in a good way. We were all stunned and declared that we would have to watch it. Clearly she loved it. As Xavier said, "Marine, it's a rags to riches tale."
The air was filled with a slew of somewhat atrocious Tony Montana impressions and lots of loud raucous laughter. It was one of those perfect nights that you wish could last so much longer.

More of Karen's Home

On Monday I was visiting with Karen and snapped some photos of her downstairs bathroom. Every room in her home is exquisite and tasteful. See for yourself:

Aunt Ginni's Old House

Last week I was sifting through a dusty shoebox and came across a handful of old polaroids that my cousin Hope took. Considering that Hope was about twelve when she took these photographs, I am incredibly impressed. They are completely gorgeous. Just thought I'd share them with you, dear reader. Have a beautiful day!

The driveway in autumn.

The old house in the thick of winter.

Flag Against Philadelphia Sky

Drive Thru Car Wash

Ah...going through the automatic car wash. It was the highlight of this past weekend for both myself and my sixteen year old niece. If I recall correctly, this photo was taken during the Spot Free Rinse cycle. Little Truman is squeaky clean and looking his best.