Daily Diversion #112: The Sun, the Bright Sun

Cityscape against a sunny sky, Easter afternoon

Cityscape against a sunny sky, Easter afternoon

“The sun–the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man–burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray.”-Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

Daily Diversion #101: The Genius of Water Runs Dry in Winter

The Tyler Davidson Fountain, aka The Genius of Water. Fountain Square, Cincinnati, Ohio.

“An artist is not paid for his labor but for his vision.”-James Whistler

 

Daily Diversion #100: Hometown Randomness

A random image taken on the fly during my visit home last month. Something about the juxtaposition turned on my imagination. Don’t ask me to explain-I just liked the combination and slightly skewed composition of totally unrelated objects that somehow, through an alchemy of memory, beauty, and wishful thinking, made perfect sense.

Cityscape

Cityscape

A Photo Round-Up of Some Things My Mom Sees on Her Walk Home from Work, Part 2: Architectural Oddments

Going home for a few days gave me a welcome sense of clarity and renewed my creative determination. I’ve returned South happier, calmer, and aesthetically and intellectually richer. Until next time, Columbus. Until next time.

“A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.”-Antoine de Saint-Exupery

 

A Photo Round-Up of Some Things My Mom Sees on Her Walk Home from Work, Part 1: Public Art

My mom works and lives downtown. She takes different routes to and from her job, depending on weather, inclination, and schedule. She’s lucky to see the city from such an intimate angle. Being on foot allows her to stop and actually look at things, to take them in with consideration and deep thought. Columbus is a city awash with public art. It’s everywhere you turn: bold, unique, subtle, provocative, demanding attention, always evolving. Boredom is turned away; it has no place there. I accompanied my mom on her Wednesday commute. I am a writer, but the profound human experience conjured by urban surroundings-gritty, beautiful, humorous- is one of the things that fuels my creativity. These images represent a handful of the aesthetic wonders we saw that rainy day, that she sees several times a week as a matter of routine. Lucky lady.

“The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.”-Pablo Picasso

“A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament.”-Oscar Wilde

Voices from the Grave #56: Louis Bromfield and Malabar Farm

This video is a bit different, as it does not feature the writer’s voice. It’s a documentary clip about Ohio native Louis Bromfield. He and my mom share a hometown (Mansfield). I actually lived in the area until we moved to Columbus when I was 9; several of my close family members still reside in this corner of Richland County. I grew up going to Malabar Farm, swooning equally over its Hollywood connection (Bogie and Bacall were married there) and Bromfield’s status as a major  writer (he won a Pulitzer Prize). I hope you’ll bear with me and watch the video in its entirety, as it perfectly captures this great Ohioan’s contributions to literature and film and, most importantly, the development of conservation and agriculture practices that helped save American farming.

Daily Diversion #86: Vacation, Holiday, Mini-Break

Whatever you want to call it, I’m on one. I’ll re-cap our amazing Burns Night Supper after I return home in a few days. Until then, you can expect some odds and ends posts, like this optical-illusion filled view from my mom’s apartment. Enjoy!

Partial Columbus Skyline

Partial Columbus Skyline

“I have lived in the East nearly thirty years now, but many of my books prove that I am never very far away from Ohio in my thoughts, and that the clocks that strike in my dreams are often the clocks of Columbus.”-James Thurber

“Columbus is a town in which almost anything is likely to happen, and in which almost everything has.”-James Thurber