Archive for April, 2012
Many of us find ourselves in transition these days. Whether it be a cause of our economy, or life’s trials in general.
Needless to say, we’ve all been there.
Eric is an individual that is turning this aspect of his life into pure ambition. He wants to be a journalist, and a stellar one at that. As he put it: Handsome, yet awesome, yet hilarious. I’m going to get a scolding for writing that, but who cares. ┬áHe’s putting himself out there and working his butt off to get what he wants. If that isn’t admirable, I don’t know what is.
I sprawled myself across two seats using my backpack as a pillow on the bus back from Milwaukee early this morning. I took a little nap.
Upon returning to the city, I barely stopped home before getting into Chris’ Nissan and going on one of our photo-adventures. This morning was a revisitation of a spot we stopped by this past winter. The last time I saw the Lodi Marsh, it was a monochromatic landscape under a fine sheet of snow. ┬áThis time there was green amongst the brown, and with the seasonal change things become alive again. I found myself in a completely different place than I had seen this winter.
Also, the best BLT (with avocado) ever is served by Downtown Coffee Grounds in Lodi, WI.No comments
It’s a day to play pranks and pass off stories of trickery. ┬áI wanted none of that today. I didn’t fool around.
I simply came back to Milwaukee again to see art, and flowers. Two of my very favorite things.
Every year in the spring, for only four days, the Milwaukee Art Museum holds an event where floral designers create floral arrangements based off of various works of art at the museum. Some pieces focused on simply the color, others tried to directly mimic the artwork, and others strove to capture an emotion and environment evoked within a piece of art.
Naturally, I had to bring a camera with me and capture all that I could of Art In Bloom. I had never been to this event before, and all I can say is that I was absolutely in love with everything about it–the colors, the ┬áfragrant smells, the abundance of creativity and inspiration. The last three photos are of my favorite piece–a very natural, peaceful, dream escape environment within a small glass box. With the changes with every season and life, sometimes all we need is an escape. Art is mine.No comments