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
10 of the World’s Greatest Hotels Inspired by Literature [courtesy of Flavorwire]
Where do you want to stay?
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
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
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
“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
Literary Graffiti From All Over the World [courtesy of Flavorwire]
Do you have a favourite? I’m partial to Neruda, Vonnegut, Rousseau, Hemingway, Joyce and Nabokov.
Just when you thought it was safe, I post another winery photo. This is the last one, though. I promise. Go ahead, you can trust me.
Shelton Vineyards, North Carolina
Look! It has nothing to do with wine…
North Carolina. One more for the road.
Low, flickering lights playing off the barrels in a wine cellar.
“It is time to get drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk; get drunk without stopping! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.”-Charles Baudelaire Continue reading
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