Archive for the ‘detailing’ Category

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Saturday, October 25th, 2008

On the grounds at the Charles A. Lindbergh Museum in Little Falls, MN

beautiful blenders

Sunday, October 19th, 2008

For those who know of my baking affinity, it’s easy to see why this collection of antique blenders earns a no-brainer 4-star rating from me. Too bad it’s located on a concourse at the Oakland Airport.

sidewalk graffiti

Saturday, August 23rd, 2008

Just outside of my favorite ice cream shop in Kansas City:

fancy serifs

Monday, August 11th, 2008

From the timeline at the Spam Museum:

something deserted

Sunday, August 10th, 2008

My semi-annual pilgrimages to MN typically have me travelling on the same well worn roads I grew up on. The landscapes and landmarks are like old friends I rarely see but hold close to my heart.  On this trip, I had a rare reason to leave the familiar paths.

In the middle of a sparsely populated blue-sky-and-forest-speckled stretch of road, I caught a glimpse of something strange peering over the tree tops. As I passed by I tried to peer through the trees, but saw nothing.  I tried to shrug it off until i saw it again in the rear view mirror. And I turned right around.

I parked on the side of the road, pulled on a long sleeved shirt to protect my slightly sunburnt skin from further scratches, and slowly made my way through the trees and overgrown grasses (some taller than I was), camera in hand. Behold: a deserted building…though even now i’m not sure what kind.

Tin ceiling

fireworks and indians…er…pirates?

Thursday, August 7th, 2008

Treasure City //  Royalton, MN

See also: Pirates and Indians were partners!

when opportunity explodes

Friday, July 4th, 2008

There’s one day a year I feel pretty confident I’ll have an opportunity to practice snapping some spiffy photos in less-than-easy conditions…and that’s Independence Day. Crazy low light, long vs short exposure, and wide vs short lenses. Oy! As is par for the patriotic course, I’m unimpressed with the results for this year. It goes to remind me some things are better experienced without a lens in between.

Someday I will probably never…

Sunday, May 25th, 2008

A recent change in “life events” has prompted me to call out of my repressed conscious (and subconscious) mind all of those “things” I would classify under “someday I’m going to…”

One of the things I remembered: building a grandfather clock.

I did an ol’ Goog-search, just to see what kind of resources were at my barely-trying-yet fingertips and stumbled upon Eric Harshbarger’s website. I ended up clicking around for quite a while admiring his patience and planning.

Someday, I will probably never make any of those things.

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A moment of silence

Saturday, May 24th, 2008

It’s Memorial Day weekend and the kids in my neighborhood are playing in the streets…literally. In particular, the kids next door are a spectacle to behold. They are four of the scrappiest kids you’ve ever seen; frolicking twigs that break as easily as they bend. They push their luck in feat after feat, which I watch in my peripheral vision as I mow the lawn or tend to the flower beds until the inevitable conclusion of an injury-wail fills the air as quickly as the smell of lighted charcoal briquettes. When one of the kids is injured, they all cease their playing, some watching the proceedings of the injury-analysis, some keeping their distance.

How have they learned about the reverence in a mere moment of silence?

sidewalk sign

Saturday, April 19th, 2008

 Inlaid into sidewalk, just off Venice Beach. Los Angeles, CA

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