A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.

“Spider” on a pole along a walk here in Historic District Savannah.

A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
“Spider” on a pole along a walk here in Historic District Savannah.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
“Breakfast Boy,” featuring sausage from Hunter Cattle Company up the road in Statesboro, GA, along with HR’s hash brown, bell pepper and onion patty.
I’m sad to inform you that this piece of art is not available for purchase. It has already been … “purchased.”
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Savannah sun through the fronds on this morning’s walk.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
On a recent Atlanta trip, Robert and I ventured over to the Callanwolde Fine Arts Center to experience their yearly Christmas extravaganza.
After we enjoyed the very festive inside, (you can read about it here if you have any interest, and why on earth wouldn’t you?), we ventured back out. Robert, always on a quest to find the perfect photo op, hightailed it up these steps to Dr. Goldman’s Memorial Garden (which just looked like a bunch of shivering bushes to me) …
I think they plagiarized that quote from Judy Garland or somebody.
But HR (Husband Robert, remember?) hightailed it a bit too soon, if you ask me. Look back up in the pic above at that flagstone step leading up to Dr. Goldman’s “Garden.”
No, not the middle of the step … to the right. Do you see what I saw? Look closer!
Okay, I’ll help you. Here’s a professional reenactment of the moment I saw her/him/it/they.
A fat little bluish gray bird!
Someone with creative eyes saw the gray flagstone, placed a berry for an eye, and a piece of wood with a leaf for the bird’s wing!
For some reason, that little bird thrilled me (it doesn’t take much) on that cold Atlanta day. So, not to be creatively outdone, I found another little piece of wood and a leaf, and made a baby bird for the fat mama bird!
Maybe it looks a little rough, but give it a break, it was just born! How would you feel if someone posted a picture of you seconds after you were born?
Art in unexpected places.
And look what I found when I Googled more of the lyrics from Dr. Goldman’s plagiarized quote …
Somewhere over the rainbow, BLUE BIRDS fly
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can’t I?
If happy little blue birds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
“S”
I found my initial “S” (for last name Saye) in a potato chip bag!
I’m just So Special.
(Wait. Do you think they made this bag for everyone whose name starts with “S”?)
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
You know you’re in serious trouble when you spend time arranging your leftovers-from-the-fridge into an “artistically” weird sort of Bento Box-type lunch.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Prepping for dinner last night, I looked down into the kitchen sink, and lo and behold, a work of art materialized!
Sorta pre-Christmasy.
Confession/TIB (Truth In Blogging): We ate the art.
A new blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
After drying my hands, I carelessly tossed the hand towel toward the bar on the outside door of our new glass shower (fully expecting it to fall to the floor as usual—the towel, not the door).
But lo and behold, I instantly became a renowned artist! InstaArt. Putting me in the same league with, say, Jackson Pollock and his brilliant “drip technique” of throwing/pouring paint onto his canvases.
See my artistic intelligence? No?! Just look! My masterpiece (well, master towel) seems “bathed” in soft light, accentuating the “clean” lines of the work. Dramatically crowned in portrait mode by the green loofah.
Enjoy!
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