On our walk, spotted these yarn bombs. A sign reminded us today is the winter solstice, and invited us to take one of the macramé stars. We didn’t take one, a photo sufficed. “From this point forward we begin our journey back to the light.”
Category: Create
Brackett Park Rocket
On my cycle ride, stood under the Brackett Park rocket. Originally a piece of playground equipment from around the time of President Kennedy’s moonshot speech, it’s now a sculpture.
Japanese Mural
On my cycle ride through Nordeast Minneapolis, stopped to enjoy this mural by Japanese artist Yuya Negishi.
Yes, it’s Art
On my walk through a University of Minnesota campus: three steel lattice beams set in concrete. I recall these were removed during a remodel, and the contractor got permission to create this installation. For some reason, it’s not included in the university’s list of public art.
Fresh Snow on I-Beams
Looked out at the Molecule sculpture in Gold Medal Park: bright red I-beams, detailed with a layer of fresh snow, lit by the rising morning sun.
Live Orchestra
Tonight we have front row seats for a live Minnesota Orchestra performance. In different times, we’d be at Orchestra Hall.
Molecule
Cycled through a sculpture called “Molecule” near the Molecular and Cellular Biology Building on the University of Minnesota’s East Bank Campus. Learned via Google it doesn’t depict a specific molecule.
Poem on a Bridge
Read a poem while pushing my bicycle across a pedestrian bridge spanning sixteen lanes of traffic. Took one line literally, applied it to this week’s weather.
Confronting History
Cycled around southeast Minneapolis looking for public art. This mask of Little Crow, chief of the Mdewakanton Dakota, is on sacred ground in Minnehaha Park. He was murdered by a settler in 1863 while picking raspberries. The Legislature awarded the settler $500.
Meeting Lucille van Pelt
Lucille van Pelt ambushed me with a “newspaper” outside the building where the Star Tribune is printed. On our “No-News Wednesdays” we carefully avoid all news, including the Star Tribune. Mercifully, Lucy’s news was a little out-of-date.