“You’ll think this is a bit silly, but I’m a bit–well, I have a thing about birds.”
“What, a phobia?”
“Sort of.”
“Well, that’s the common term for an irrational fear of birds.”
“What do they call a rational fear of birds, then?”
― Anansi Boys
Spirit of Flight (detail), Charles Umlauf, Love Field, Dallas, Texas
Crikey! I’ve lost my mojo!
—-Austin Powers, The Spy Who Shagged Me
Micro Macro Mojo, Sculpture by Ed Carpenter, Richardson, Texas
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
—-William Shakespeare, The Third part of King Henry the Sixth
Grapevine, Texas
“Even the memory of cradling her in my arms is pure euphoria. And all that I ask out of life is that it be constant and unending euphoria.”
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Back side of bronze, Grapevine, Texas
“It makes me sad, sad inside, to see a warrior without his pride. ”
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Micro Macro Mojo sculpture (detail), by Ed Carpenter, Greenville & Alma, Richardson, Texas
“She glided away towards the lift, which seemed hardly needed, with its earthly and mechanical paraphernalia, to bear her up to the higher levels.”
― A Dance to the Music of Time: 3rd Movement
Sculpture being installed at the Meadows Building, Dallas, Texas
Dallas is the worst city there is as far as preserving its history, art works, and interesting architecture (such as it is). There has been a struggle over the redevelopment of the uber-cool Meadows Building. They were going to raze a historic wing just to create room to run a driveway through.
There used to be a sculpture between the building and the Lover’s Lane DART station – Birth II by Arthur Williams.
Birth II, Arthur Williams, Dallas, Texas
All of a sudden, during the construction, it disappeared. I seem to be the only person interested in the sculpture – there is no record of where it went that I can find. I certainly hope they didn’t scrap it.
The other day, I rode my bike around the construction site as best as I could trying to see if they simply moved it somewhere obscure. I couldn’t find it – but they were putting in a new giant three part sculpture nearby.
It looked cool, but not anywhere as cool as the old Birth II.
Birth II, by Arthur Williams, Dallas, Texas
“Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn”
― The Dream Songs
Hall Arts Plaza, Dallas, Texas
I have never completely recovered from the time when I realized that the cotton in the aspirin bottle was not necessary and you did not have to replace it after you extracted your tablet – a belief that, as a child, I structured my entire world around.
