Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
After my rest, I continue on my quest to find more art on the grounds of the university. And what better place than the Art Building. On the way found a piece that looks like it was done by Carol Hummel and I was running out of day, so I went to the Brian first. Behind The Brain was made by Brinsley Tyrrell and it transformed a pitiful looking rose garden (where planet life never grew) into a beautiful place. If I were to find old pictures of what it looked like you would never recognize it. Amy and I often went there whenever we were on campus. We tried to protect it as best as we could. After that I had to get a few picture of the Art Building. Doesn’t worry there’s no need to adjust your computer screen, the place really looks that bad.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Amy and I charted many expeditions to find the location of the Partially Buried Woodshed. No one seemed to know where it was located, only the general area it was in. It kind of angers me to know that there is a sign near by it telling people that Robert Smithson work of art lies before you.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
God I love Mighty Movie Mondays at Kent Plaza Theaters. Where all movies are 5 bucks all day. So because of that, I went to see Hancock and Wanted. They are a pair of great movies, both oddly enough about finding out who you really are. I recommend both if you get time. July is a busy month for movies. You have Hellboy II: The Golden Army, followed by The Dark Knight, followed by The X-Files: I Want to Believe. Crazy! These are my photos of waiting for the bus and the bus ride home. I am happy with them (for once). My Nikon was behaving today and that makes me happy.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Well, everyone survived another family gathering on the 5th of July. Just like the battles that were fought to forge this country, I too fought battles to make sure a good time was had by all. I was mostly battling to help calm the wife down. Her “go with the flow” philosophy wasn’t working out like she planned. Of course I didn’t help by forgetting to pack a spatula for the burgers. How was I to know? For all the chaos that happened, tasty food was had by all. Hazah, three cheers for the chefs of this day. There’s no greater way to celebrate then with good food. Even if you’re being chased away by people who claim that they reserved the picnic shelter; food makes it all better.