Yes!

Okay, I may cop all my entries from Bettina Tizzy’s fantastic blog (Not Possible in Real Life) but I must also promote this sculpture by Blackthorne Hare.

In his sculpture titled “Yes”, Blackthorne has frozen a moment in time. A jet blazes into pieces above a busy intersection, about to blast apart the peaceful neighborhood below. Trucks and cars tremor in anticipation – their fate depicted through ghostly shadows.
There’s angst and worry here, a feeling that one gets when things seem too quiet, too serene. Blackthorne is the father of a young child and I can’t help but think how his sculpture describes that moment that parents carry around with them always – the idea that things may just detonate. But there’s hope here too. Directly beneath the nose of the crashing plane is an embrace pose. One could look at this as a moment of utter desolation, an embrace goodbye, or else an unyielding defense against despair through human connection.

The exhibition is up until March 11th – go!

World of Interiors

Now and then, during twilight when all looks inviting and curious, I like to stroll around and peer through the glowing windows of my neighbors to look at their stuff. As a curator of personal effects I appreciate character left out on display and objects of personal significance. Perhaps I ought to spend some time writing a few World of Interiors entries in order to feature some of the amazing and wonderful artifacts created and cared for by my dear neighbors.

Here's my little forge house in Stormhold. I don't have too many prims but each thing I've placed makes me feel right at home; above the fireplace is a hex sign offering luck and happiness to visitors, in the corner a 1792 celestial globe by Giovanni Cassini; my beloved Victrola cranks out the tunes of the 20s and 30s, and a mask of the Kwak'wala of the Pacific Northwest Coast (my thesis subject) hangs next to a statue of Charles Babbage (the subject of an exhibition I'm working on for Lovelace).

Keep your curtains open!