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Showing posts with label No Other Angle The Same. Show all posts
Showing posts with label No Other Angle The Same. Show all posts
Monday, May 19, 2014
Monday, May 12, 2014
No Other Angle The Same: Dirt and Happiness
Washington, DC
Sunday, May 11th
1:00 pm
When I was younger, I had no shortage of playing in the dirt. In fact, my best friend and I even started sculpting what we called Muclay (a substance somewhere in between mud and clay). Nowadays, I don't get the chance too often.
Some articles say that dirt and happiness can be related. Yesterday, planting my parents' vegetable garden, I had to agree.
Sunday, May 11th
1:00 pm
When I was younger, I had no shortage of playing in the dirt. In fact, my best friend and I even started sculpting what we called Muclay (a substance somewhere in between mud and clay). Nowadays, I don't get the chance too often.
Some articles say that dirt and happiness can be related. Yesterday, planting my parents' vegetable garden, I had to agree.
Monday, March 24, 2014
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Monday, February 24, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Monday, February 10, 2014
Monday, February 3, 2014
No Other Angle The Same: Oh, Ringo!
Ruston, Louisiana
Thursday, January 30th
4:45 pm
Ringo is my grandma's Pomeranian poodle. She calls him her Southern Gentleman, even though he does tend to bark all of the time. He's a quirky dog who spends most of his time in my grandma's lap, begging for people food. Even though we do poke fun at him, and especially recently since he's gotten significantly bigger, I am so grateful that my grandma has a wonderful constant companion who truly adores her.
Thursday, January 30th
4:45 pm
Ringo is my grandma's Pomeranian poodle. She calls him her Southern Gentleman, even though he does tend to bark all of the time. He's a quirky dog who spends most of his time in my grandma's lap, begging for people food. Even though we do poke fun at him, and especially recently since he's gotten significantly bigger, I am so grateful that my grandma has a wonderful constant companion who truly adores her.
Monday, January 27, 2014
No Other Angle The Same: Sisterly Love
Boston, MA
Saturday, January 26th
1:45 pm
Philadelphia may be the city of Brotherly Love, but whenever I see my camp friends I definitely feel the sisterly love. The friends I lived with for all of those amazing summers have become my adopted sisters. I'm certainly not shy with hugging my friends, yet when I'm with my camp sisters I find myself walking with my arms around them. I just don't ever want to let them go.
Saturday, January 26th
1:45 pm
Philadelphia may be the city of Brotherly Love, but whenever I see my camp friends I definitely feel the sisterly love. The friends I lived with for all of those amazing summers have become my adopted sisters. I'm certainly not shy with hugging my friends, yet when I'm with my camp sisters I find myself walking with my arms around them. I just don't ever want to let them go.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Monday, January 13, 2014
No Other Angle The Same: Fresh Lettuce
MOMA (Museum of Modern Art) Museum
Giovanni Anselmo
Senza titolo (Struttura che mangia)
Untitled (Eating Structure)
New York, NY
Saturday, January 11th
4:31 PM
I tend to get kind of snarky when I look at modern art. Call me old-fashioned, but when I go into an art gallery I like to see work one of my former 3rd grade students couldn't have crafted. You can imagine my comments when I saw this. (So now lettuce, sawdust and granite are considered art??? Really?? Come on!)
Yet, as is the case usually with modern art (for me), it's all in the description. I realized that the lettuce has to be changed every few days or the granite stone will fall when the lettuce wilts. The idea that lettuce can hold up a stone is kind of cool. I also read more about why this artist chose these elements. It's pretty interesting.
Still, though, I have to admit that I would take Van Gogh's Starry Night over Senza titolo any day.
Giovanni Anselmo
Senza titolo (Struttura che mangia)
Untitled (Eating Structure)
New York, NY
Saturday, January 11th
4:31 PM
I tend to get kind of snarky when I look at modern art. Call me old-fashioned, but when I go into an art gallery I like to see work one of my former 3rd grade students couldn't have crafted. You can imagine my comments when I saw this. (So now lettuce, sawdust and granite are considered art??? Really?? Come on!)
Yet, as is the case usually with modern art (for me), it's all in the description. I realized that the lettuce has to be changed every few days or the granite stone will fall when the lettuce wilts. The idea that lettuce can hold up a stone is kind of cool. I also read more about why this artist chose these elements. It's pretty interesting.
Still, though, I have to admit that I would take Van Gogh's Starry Night over Senza titolo any day.
Monday, January 6, 2014
No Other Angle The Same: Before 6 AM
City Hall
Philadelphia, PA
5:49 AM
A mentor of mine used to say that the whole world looks different before 6 AM. We were on canoeing trips in Northern Maine, and I had to agree that every time I managed to wake up before 6 AM I was astounded at the sheer beauty of the wilderness. Even though I'm living this city life, now, there is still a beauty to the 5 AM hour that, when forced to be awake, I can still appreciate.
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