“Don’t blame you,” said Marvin and counted five hundred and ninety-seven thousand million sheep before falling asleep again a second later.”
― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Tag Archives: Texas
I Live My Life In Growing Orbits
“I live my life in growing orbits which move out over this wondrous world, I am circling around God, around ancient towers and i have been circling for a thousand years. And I still dont know if I am an eagle or a storm or a great song.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
Lee Bontecou
American, Born 1931
Untitled
1962
Welded steel, epoxy, canvas, fabric, saw blade, wire
Museum of Fine Arts
Houston, Texas
The Sun the Color Of Pressed Grapes
“Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Painted parking meter and Brooks saddle, Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
Hatched From A Swan’s Egg
“His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan. To be born in a duck’s nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan’s egg.”
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling
David Smith
American 1906-1965
Leda
1938
Painted Steel
Museum of Fine Arts
Houston, Texas
From the label text:
David Smith learned the technique of welding steel from working in a car factory, and he applied this skill to the art of sculpture. Leda is based on the Greco-Roman myth about a god who takes the form of a swan and then seduces a woman. Here, Smith offers a witty interpretation of the unlikely act of lovemaking between a bird and a woman.
The Labours Of A Spasmodic Hercules
“A small daily task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.”
― Anthony Trollope
Paul Manship
American, 1885-1966
Hercules Upholding the Heavens
1918
Bronze
The Museum Of Fine Arts
Houston, Texas
Fixie
“When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle
Fixed Gear Bike locked to a parking meter in Deep Ellum, Dallas, Texas
I think it belongs to the bartender at Pecan Lodge
Intensity
“There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.”
― William S. Burroughs
Tuba Christmas, Dallas, Texas
The Band Played Up And Down
“The band played up and down valleys still in those days unknown except to a few real-estate visionaries, little crossroads places where one day houses’d sprawl and the rates of human affliction in all categories zoom.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Vineland
Tuba Christmas, Dallas, Texas
Let It Unfurl
“You’re chicken, she told herself, snapping her seat belt. This is America, you live in it, you let it happen. Let it unfurl.”
― Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49
Waveforms Constantly Changing With Time
“We live lives that are waveforms constantly changing with time, now positive, now negative. Only at moments of great serenity is it possible to find the pure, the informationless state of signal zero.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow
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Bill Chance 