This is, indeed, the closet from hell. Cover me, I'm going in.
January 20: Building Steward
Andria's (our choir director) little one, Felicity, joined us for choir practice this week. Of course we were all over her. It's pretty clear that she lives in a musical household: when we weren't singing she would get a little restless, but once the music started she would settle right down.
January 18: Poor Thing!
I was out today taking pics for a circle journal page I need to get done this weekend (Show Me Where You Live) and I took some photos of the Calder sculpture, Le Grande Vitesse, in our city square. This is an angle that I don't think I've seen portrayed in anything I've seen.
I like it. It seems to portray a feeling of movement that I don't see from other perspectives. I wonder why this angle seems to be so neglected? But I guess that's the beauty of sculpture: we experience it from the point of view that's most meaningful to us.