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| as seen at the Philadelphia Museum of Art photo by Wayne Stratz |
Showing posts with label Philadelphia art museum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philadelphia art museum. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Wordlessly celebrating a Frank Furness Designed Desk
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
View of The Port of Philadelphia by James Hamilton, 1869
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| as seen at Philadelphia Museum of Art photo by Wayne Stratz |
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Vase, Weller Pottery ~ Glazed Earthenware decorated by Jacques Sicard 1903
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| as seen at the Philadelphia Museum of Art photo by Wayne Stratz |
Friday, December 28, 2012
A Few of My Favorite Things 6 ~ why do I do this, some Stratozpheric portraits
I have developed a habit of searching out statues to duck behind, but not before I hand the camera off to Mosaic Woman. I am not sure if I dig the statues or the hunt to find ones to duck behind ~
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| Stratoz with The Fawn by John B Flannagan Rochester NY 2012 |
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| Atmosphere and Environment XII by Louise Nevelson Philadelphia, PA 2012 |
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| Ceremonial Table of the Bontoc People Reading, PA 2010 |
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| Cloumn of Peace Antoine Pevsner Washington, DC 2010 |
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| John L Surra Landscape II Olean, NY 2010 |
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| ? Rochester, NY 2011 |
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Vasily Kandinsky Pink (Rose) 1928
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| Vasily Kandinsky Pink (Rose) 1928 Philadelphia Museum of Art photo by Wayne Stratz |
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
another wordless Annunciation
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| The Annunciation, 1650, Francisco de Zorbaran Philadelphia Museum of Art |
Sunday, January 8, 2012
7 for the weekend: Philadelphia Museum of Art
Yesterday Mosaic Woman and I had
a date at the Philly art museum, which means we went our separate ways
and my first stop was an exhibit that featured this...
I decided to explore some stairs and see where they led, they led to some windows with cool views highlighting the stones which make the museum and later a window gave view to the terracotta that adorn it.
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| Red Hills and Bones (hills) 1941 Georgia O'Keefe Philadelphia Art Museum photo by Wayne Stratz |
I decided to explore some stairs and see where they led, they led to some windows with cool views highlighting the stones which make the museum and later a window gave view to the terracotta that adorn it.
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| Stairwell View at the Philadelphia Art Museum, photo by Wayne Stratz |
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| Under the Pines, Evening 1888 Claude Monet Philadelphia Art Museum photo by Wayne Stratz |
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| Stairwell View at the Philadelphia Art Museum, photo by Wayne Stratz |
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| Le Bon Bock Edouard Manet 1873 Philadelphia Art Museum photo by Wayne Stratz |
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| People digging the view of the Philadelphia skyline at the Philadelphia Art Museum, | photo by Wayne Stratz |
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| Pablo Picasso Man With a Guitar 1912 Philadelphia Art Museum photo by Wayne Stratz |
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Wordless Wednesday: communicating in the atomic age: DC to Philly
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| Looking across the great stairs at the Philadelphia Art Muusem |
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
the big Date, after Gorky came jazz and a prayer
On New Year's Day Mosaic Woman and I went down to The Philadelphia Museum of Art. Our busy life as crafters had kept us away, so we planned to see the Arshile Gorky exhibit while I was on vacation. The first plan was changed, when I agreed to make tamales, but that is another story. As for the Gorky exhibit, Mosaic Woman has given it a wonderful tribute here.
The museum has live music on Friday nights so instead of the coat check room, we threw our jackets onto two chairs at a table immediately in front of where the band would be playing. Two hours later I could have stood up, taken two or three steps and shook the hands with the musicians.
The music was what I needed after learning about the traumatic life of Gorky. It was to be duets featuring Tony Miceli on vibes and Kevin MacConnell on Bass, however, they invited two friends, Dan Monaghan on drums... the other friend was the last to show up, but I recognized him when he got there. Larry Mckenna had shown up to play sax. They played one wonderful standard after another. There are levels of uncertainty, like wondering what the band will play next. Tonight they didn't even know. After each tune they would huddle together and we would listen in as they decided what to play. A few tunes in and we decided to stay for the second set.
At intermission we checked out the hall on the ground floor where they keep the crafts. Then wandered back into the American Collection. We had travelled deep in when Mosaic Woman said, "Didn't you blog about that?"
And I stood and prayed for a friend who was in the midst of huge uncertainty. Her husband was in the hospital and she didn't know why he felt so ill. I'm not sure if she does now, but he is better and out of the hospital. The painting commands attention. God is speaking to Mary. Mary is about to agree to God's plan... Tanner's Annunciation. And it is large, 57 x 71 1/4 inches. So I stood and prayed for my friend and her husband. And I imagined something that made me smile... it was a day in the future and my friend, and I were standing in front of that painting, which she so adores.
Then I said, "Lets go listen to some jazz." wonderful sax playing found here
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The museum has live music on Friday nights so instead of the coat check room, we threw our jackets onto two chairs at a table immediately in front of where the band would be playing. Two hours later I could have stood up, taken two or three steps and shook the hands with the musicians.
The music was what I needed after learning about the traumatic life of Gorky. It was to be duets featuring Tony Miceli on vibes and Kevin MacConnell on Bass, however, they invited two friends, Dan Monaghan on drums... the other friend was the last to show up, but I recognized him when he got there. Larry Mckenna had shown up to play sax. They played one wonderful standard after another. There are levels of uncertainty, like wondering what the band will play next. Tonight they didn't even know. After each tune they would huddle together and we would listen in as they decided what to play. A few tunes in and we decided to stay for the second set.
At intermission we checked out the hall on the ground floor where they keep the crafts. Then wandered back into the American Collection. We had travelled deep in when Mosaic Woman said, "Didn't you blog about that?"
And I stood and prayed for a friend who was in the midst of huge uncertainty. Her husband was in the hospital and she didn't know why he felt so ill. I'm not sure if she does now, but he is better and out of the hospital. The painting commands attention. God is speaking to Mary. Mary is about to agree to God's plan... Tanner's Annunciation. And it is large, 57 x 71 1/4 inches. So I stood and prayed for my friend and her husband. And I imagined something that made me smile... it was a day in the future and my friend, and I were standing in front of that painting, which she so adores.
Then I said, "Lets go listen to some jazz." wonderful sax playing found here
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
Good Friday at the museum
I had a thought the other day while in Philly... I wonder what St Ignatius would have said about blogging through the spiritual exercises... not exactly silent.. is it?
I had other thoughts while at the Philadelphia museum of art, some prompted by women born in 1907.
Frida Kahlo's exhibit (till May 18, 2008) took us into her life in photographs and many self-portraits. She was not one to keep her emotions out of her work so we see the trauma experienced by a husband having an affair with her sister, a bus accident that crushed her leg and pelvis, two divorces from the same man, and a high protein diet prescribed by her doctor. Hard to look at because of their graphic nature, they showed a woman in pain. Made me curious what Jesus would have painted if he had taken some of his harder moments to canvas. What would I have painted? What would we see at your future exhibit?
20 years ago a friend looked at a doodle I had drawn and entitled it ... "a nice design ruined by a day at work." We taught at the same school.
Lee Miller had a nasty dose of childhood trauma, emerged as a model, made it onto the cover of Vogue, then said... "I want to be on the other side of the camera." And thus followed her dream and became a photographer. Who has benefited from your decision to ... ? Her exhibit will last till April 27, 2008 and featured 140 of her photographs.
After a snack, Mosaic Woman and I went our separate ways and soon enough I was sitting in front of Rogier vander Weyden's The Crucifixion with the Mourning Virgin and Saint John the Evangelist...
Which so matched what I prayed to that morning, John 19: 25-42, that I stayed on that stool and had me some more thoughts ... I think Ignatius would be OK with that.
I had other thoughts while at the Philadelphia museum of art, some prompted by women born in 1907.
Frida Kahlo's exhibit (till May 18, 2008) took us into her life in photographs and many self-portraits. She was not one to keep her emotions out of her work so we see the trauma experienced by a husband having an affair with her sister, a bus accident that crushed her leg and pelvis, two divorces from the same man, and a high protein diet prescribed by her doctor. Hard to look at because of their graphic nature, they showed a woman in pain. Made me curious what Jesus would have painted if he had taken some of his harder moments to canvas. What would I have painted? What would we see at your future exhibit?
20 years ago a friend looked at a doodle I had drawn and entitled it ... "a nice design ruined by a day at work." We taught at the same school.
Lee Miller had a nasty dose of childhood trauma, emerged as a model, made it onto the cover of Vogue, then said... "I want to be on the other side of the camera." And thus followed her dream and became a photographer. Who has benefited from your decision to ... ? Her exhibit will last till April 27, 2008 and featured 140 of her photographs.
After a snack, Mosaic Woman and I went our separate ways and soon enough I was sitting in front of Rogier vander Weyden's The Crucifixion with the Mourning Virgin and Saint John the Evangelist...
Which so matched what I prayed to that morning, John 19: 25-42, that I stayed on that stool and had me some more thoughts ... I think Ignatius would be OK with that.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
baptism's power and humility
The spiritual exercises have gone another week of week 2. They are stirring my soul, so I guess I am getting my work out.
first I am in awe of the powerful nature of Jesus's baptism. Following him out of that scene over the last few weeks has shown me how it energized him into a life with a desire to do God's will. Made me think of being confirmed and how little that meant at the time. Being anointed on Christmas Day 10 years ago, a month after returning to church, comes to mind as a day of accepting the spirit, or at least becoming accepting of the spirit.
I have been selected as the person to gather photos to celebrate my parents, both of whom are turning 75 in 2008 and celebrating their 50th anniversary. A package came from California this week. Downloading the photos I see one I had never seen before.... my elder sister at her adult baptism which took place out west.
I sat with the three phases of humility this past week and it brings up my struggle with self-promotion. I feel awkward advertising my craft.
The other night I came across someone selling stained glass for hundreds and hundreds of dollars. Is my goal to limit my work to 5% of the population, to have fame, to have great wealth? What is my desire? Is it to do what I have loved all my life, create designs? If my craft brings me fame and wealth, then I will have to accept or reject those things based on how it touches me.
What do I desire from my life? What great desires does God want to stir up in my soul? I have doodled all my life.
Last night we went to Philadelphia to see Maria Schneider's Jazz orchestra. I closed my eyes and was taken away into the music's beauty and complexity. She has made a life from her passion. How many women who desire to compose and direct big bands end up 20 years winning a Grammy award? Did she do this for the fame or did the fame come because of a combination of talent and passion?
at the concert we ended up sharing a table with a jazz promoter. He was quite excited about one singer (a future post) and gave me her card. I gave him mine (first time I did such a thing) and told him what we make and told him we would save him a seat if he ever came back to the art museum.
with all this mind.... here is my latest piece...mostly made from scraps remaining after making the piece which I dropped...
ETSY SHOP
first I am in awe of the powerful nature of Jesus's baptism. Following him out of that scene over the last few weeks has shown me how it energized him into a life with a desire to do God's will. Made me think of being confirmed and how little that meant at the time. Being anointed on Christmas Day 10 years ago, a month after returning to church, comes to mind as a day of accepting the spirit, or at least becoming accepting of the spirit.
I have been selected as the person to gather photos to celebrate my parents, both of whom are turning 75 in 2008 and celebrating their 50th anniversary. A package came from California this week. Downloading the photos I see one I had never seen before.... my elder sister at her adult baptism which took place out west.
I sat with the three phases of humility this past week and it brings up my struggle with self-promotion. I feel awkward advertising my craft.
The other night I came across someone selling stained glass for hundreds and hundreds of dollars. Is my goal to limit my work to 5% of the population, to have fame, to have great wealth? What is my desire? Is it to do what I have loved all my life, create designs? If my craft brings me fame and wealth, then I will have to accept or reject those things based on how it touches me.
What do I desire from my life? What great desires does God want to stir up in my soul? I have doodled all my life.
Last night we went to Philadelphia to see Maria Schneider's Jazz orchestra. I closed my eyes and was taken away into the music's beauty and complexity. She has made a life from her passion. How many women who desire to compose and direct big bands end up 20 years winning a Grammy award? Did she do this for the fame or did the fame come because of a combination of talent and passion?
at the concert we ended up sharing a table with a jazz promoter. He was quite excited about one singer (a future post) and gave me her card. I gave him mine (first time I did such a thing) and told him what we make and told him we would save him a seat if he ever came back to the art museum.
with all this mind.... here is my latest piece...mostly made from scraps remaining after making the piece which I dropped...
ETSY SHOP
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