“I paint my own reality. The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.”
―
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Whatever Passes Through My Head
Tag Archives: Art
Earthly and Mechanical Paraphernalia
“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
Tourists From the Future
“If time travel is possible, where are the tourists from the future?”
― A Brief History of Time
Braindead Brewing Company, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
If I could travel back in time I would end up in a place and time where and when I really owned a brand-new operating Symphonic Brand Cathode Ray Tube Television and thought it was pretty cool.
Never mind.
Make the World A Better Looking Place
“Some people become cops because they want to make the world a better place. Some people become vandals because they want to make the world a better looking place.”
― Wall and Piece
Fabrication Yard, Dallas, Texas
The odor of drying alkyd is overpowering. Almost as strong as the smell of burning weed.
Wounded In Some Way By Falling In Love
“All over the world there must be people like us, Anna had said then, wounded in some way by falling in love – seemingly the most natural of acts.”
― Divisadero
Nic Noblique, Wounded, Anita Harris Phelps Park, Dallas, Texas
The second of three Nic Noblique sculptures in a little pocket park amidst the construction of luxury high-rise apartment towers in Uptown, Dallas.
I Don’t Have To Know An Answer
“I think it’s much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong. I have approximate answers and possible beliefs and different degrees of uncertainty about different things, but I am not absolutely sure of anything and there are many things I don’t know anything about, such as whether it means anything to ask why we’re here. I don’t have to know an answer. I don’t feel frightened not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without any purpose, which is the way it really is as far as I can tell.”
―
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
On the Right Path
“It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think yours is the only path.”
― By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
Paths, 2014, by Steinunn Thorarinsdottir, Hall Sculpture Collection, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
Yeah, I know I’ve used a very similar photo before (and not very long ago) – but I’m working on a new processing process with new (all open source) software and thought I’d give it another go.
I Love the Whirling of the Dervishes
I love the whirling of the dervishes
I love the beauty of rare innocence
You don’t need no crystal ball
Don’t fall for a magic wand
We humans got it all, we perform the miraclesThem heavy people hit me in a soft spot
Them heavy people help me
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot
Rolling the ball (rolling), rolling the ball(rolling), rolling the ball to me—-Kate Bush, Them Heavy People
Sculpture, East Dallas
Dick Love
“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.”
― The Kindly Ones
Graffiti on the wall across the street from Lee Harvey’s, Dallas, Texas
You Wake From Dreams Of Doom
“You wake from dreams of doom and–for a moment–you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love’s calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn.”
― Markings
Paths (detail), by Steinunn Thórarinsdóttir, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
Bill Chance 