Below is an image I took outside our condo. As a born and bred New Yorker, I immediately thought of the cities countless bike racks. Having never seen a bike locked to it. I’ll assume it’s a sculpture. With some serious down time, I feel my immediate surroundings are providing little inspiration. With time on my hands and an itch to get out there and shoot. I’ve decided to take some steps to get back to the basics of focusing and composing. Here’s to the weekend.
We All Fall Down II
Below are two of my favorite images taken while I was out at the Seattle Center. The one on the left is of the space needle. Having already taken countless pictures of the monument, I wanted to use a more unique approach. Though the trees branches might seem like an obstacle to most. I saw it as a way to make the image stand out. The one on the right is the monorail set against the MPOP museums twisted architectural facade. Despite falling down and thoroughly embarrassing myself. I had a great time.
Sculpture Day at Jersey City’s Mana Contemporary.
This past Friday I had the pleasure of attending the opening of Sculpture Day at Jersey City’s home of the arts Mana Contemporary. Since moving in next door in August I’ve had the pleasure of visiting numerous times. Most notably, the Open Studio Tour and this particular opening. While I’ve been a part of many shows and exhibits as a photographer. Art has always had a way of leaving me both speechless and humbled. Being able to see how someone else interprets art and beauty is one of life’s greatest gifts. Listening intently while holding back your own words and endless array of questions while an artist describes his or her art and the things that make them so passionate about taking that emotion out for a creative walk is what I’d consider a life skill.
As I entered the building and observed some of the sculptures. I was greeted by Carole A. Feuerman. I was asked “Are you the photographer?” before being ushered on to the elevator and towards her 4th floor studio. Her work, as well as the work of other artists were breathtaking and real. Along the way, I made friends with a fellow photographer who shared the same given names as well as interests. I really appreciated Carole’s energy, warmth and courtesy. I broached the idea of doing an interview with her for this blog when she returned from Italy. She seemed open to the idea, but I won’t push the issue. I can’t begin to describe the benefits of having such an abundant amount of energy and creativity thriving right next door to me. It’s a constant inspiration, as well as a reminder to stay creative and live an artful life.In the end art is community and community is art. Plant the seeds and let it grow.