“Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth
Every Morning Was A Cheerful Invitation
Tag Archives: Texas
Protection for Fragile Things
“Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on the air, composed of sounds and ideas-abstract, invisible, gone once they’ve been spoken-and what could be more frail than that? But some stories, small, simple ones about setting out on adventures or people doing wonders, tales of miracles and monsters, have outlasted all the people who told them, and some of them have outlasted the lands in which they were created.”
― Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders
Monolithic Dome Institute, Italy, Texas
To the Vanishing Point
“Freedom is just chaos with better lighting”
― Alan Dean Foster, To the Vanishing Point
Waco, Texas
An Infamous Place From An Angle You Haven’t Seen
“If not us, who? If not now, when?”
― John F. Kennedy
Near the grassy knoll, Dealey Plaza, Dallas, Texas
This Ain’t Chuck-E-Cheese
“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Window sign, Tattoo Parlor, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Meet In Air
“We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.”
― Sylvia Plath
Chico y Chica de la Playa, sculptor: Victor Salmones, McCasland Sunken Garden, Dallas Arboretum
Bikini Detail
“Then there was a fine noise of rushing water from the crown of an oak at his back, as if a spigot there had been turned. Then the noise of fountains came from the crowns of all the tall trees. Why did he love storms, what was the meaning of his excitement when the door sprang open and the rain wind fled rudely up the stair, why had the simple task of shutting the windows of an old house seem fitting and urgent, why did the first watery notes of a storm wind have for him the unmistakable sound of good news, cheer, glad tidings?”
― John Cheever, The Swimmer
detail of mural by Amber Campagna, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Empty Conduit
“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Walk beside me… just be my friend”
― Albert Camus
Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
You’ll Never Know
“If you have to ask what jazz is, you’ll never know.”
― Louis ArmstrongAlley, Fort Worth, Texas
Rusted
The army sent him halfway around the world and forgot him. He was wounded and they remembered him long enough to take the shrapnel out of his chest – they said they took it out but they never showed it to him and he felt it still in there, rusted, and poisoning him – and then they sent him to another desert and forgot him again. He had all the time he could want to study his soul in and assure himself that it was not there. When he was thoroughly convinced, he saw that this was something that he had always known.”
― Flannery O’Connor, Wise Blood
Railroad Bridge, Waco, Texas
Bill Chance 