Last weekend I bailed before the end on a bike ride I had gone on with some cool folks – I was getting tired and didn’t think I could keep up the pace. Heading back into downtown Dallas I took a break to catch my breath on the steep stretch going up from the Triple Underpass.
Dealey Plaza is so beautiful on a sunny spring day. It is such a shame such a place is permanently ensconced in infamy and horror.
Dealey Plaza, Dallas, Texas
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Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
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When you come around one certain spot in the White Rock Lake trail you pass a band of trees that line the water’s edge. There are a number of very large birds (I know nothing of what they are) that are always hanging out in these certain trees. I don’t know if it is the location or the species of trees that attracts these birds – but they are always there and I don’t see them anywhere else.
The amount of bird shit is distressing. The caustic guano kills everything. I even think there is so much nitrogen that it is killing the trees themselves. I know bird shit is a fertilizer and should help the plants…. but everything is a remedy and a poison – it all depends on the dose.
The birds must live off of fresh water fish that they catch by diving from their lofty perch. In addition to the usual acrid smell of shit – there is an overpowering fishy odor.
Martin House Brewing Company
Fort Worth, Texas
Dan Colcer
Deep Ellum Art Park
Dallas, Texas
Dan Colcer
Deep Ellum Art Park
Dallas, Texas
The same artist did this one:
Painting at the entrance to the Urban Gardens, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
from This Entry
Bishop Arts District, Oak Cliff, Dallas, Texas
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About two weeks after Mardi Gras, Bishop Arts District, Oak Cliff, Dallas, Texas
Bishop Arts District, Oak Cliff, Dallas, Texas
Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed, and in such desperate enterprises? If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
—-Henry David Thoreau
Trans.lation Market, Vickery Meadows, Dallas, Texas, part of the Nasher Exchange Exhibition
Vickery Meadows, Dallas, Texas
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“Come with uncle,” I said, “and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.”
—-Alex, A Clockwork Orange
Mardi Gras
Deep Ellum
Dallas, Texas
Deep Ellum
Dallas, Texas
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There is art where you least expect it. There is beauty in the most mundane.
The scenes you see every day, the dreary landscape of grinding drudgery is too often not seen. Take a look.
LBJ/Central Station – DART Red Line
LBJ/Central Station, providing easy access to Texas Instruments’ main campus, links nature and technology with cast stone columns with circuit board designs imbedded as insets. Built on the historic John B. Floyd farm acreage, the station also features a trellis gateway to the station platform. Station design team artist Frances Merritt-Thompson also produced the translucent panels in the overhead truss openings depicting images of the area.
DART LBJ/Central Station
Frances Merritt-Thompson
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Circuit Board Details in support columns
DART LBJ/Central Station
Frances Merritt-Thompson
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DART LBJ/Central Station
Frances Merritt-Thompson
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Other entries/photos from DART Stations:
Carrollton Collages
Plaza of the Americas, DART Station at Night
Gateway
Bike Lids
Next Stop
Dart Sunset
Dealey Plaza, Dallas, Texas
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Bill Chance 