On my cycle ride: one year later.
Category: Arts
Nature’s Hand
I like to cycle through this yard in Northeast Minneapolis, behind the Casket Arts Building, and observe the creative process. The juxtaposition of works in process and abandoned always intrigues me, especially when Mother Nature adds serendipity in the form of a large puddle.
Rising Above
On my multimodal jaunt (shared bicycles and walking), an artist took the opportunity for self-expression on some of the plywood that is temporarily ubiquitous in our community.
Thirteen-Foot Rooster
On my walk, a thirteen-foot rooster competed with an oversized spoon and cherry.
Prophecy of the Ancients
The grass was greening up in the rain when I paused at Prophecy of the Ancients in Gold Medal Park.
Dressed In Snow
At the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden snow had softened some shapes while accentuating others. A bronze figure had gained a skull cap and shawl.
Your Dog
On our walk at Bde (Dakota for Lake) Maka Ska: Your Dog ice sculpture. The Minneapolis Institute of Art has this sculpture by Japanese artist, Yoshitomo Nara, in fiberglass in their collection. Inevitably, for me, it evokes anime or manga.
Aphrodisiac Telephone
On my walk: Aphrodisiac Telephone ice sculpture. The Minneapolis Institute of Art has this Salvador Dali surrealist object in plastic and metal in its collection. Yes, that’s a lobster on top of the handset.
Theater of the Absurd
Posted Theater of the Absurd.
Theater of the Absurd
For some unknown reason, which I will speculate about later in this post, fragments of an absurd dialog from a play have been floating around in my head. I plugged those fragments into Google and was delighted to find the script of a play I saw in the late 1960’s. Mrs. Martin: In the street,…… Continue reading Theater of the Absurd