Our little corner of the world.
A collage of metal, left to right: 1. utensils in the baine marie, 2. our rusty iron bedframe, 3. embroidery hoops on the studio doorknob, 4. antique picture frame given by Aaron. (All best in larger view.)
Elements week has been wonderful...many thank you's to Shari, who was the inspiration behind it all. Amongst other things, it forced me out the front door and into territory unknown. (As a serious homebody, I frequently need to be dragged out the front door to buy milk, let alone take a photograph.)
I had planned to walk downtown with the pola today to photograph the bridges and cranes, the manholes, the anchors on the ships, the scaffolding, the steel warehouses...all those metal structures that bear the city's weight on their shoulders. It's common practice, I think, to stop and shoot where ever you happen to find yourself. But it's quite another thing to go on a hunt, to decide that you will travel all across town in search of one small thing. All for a photograph. Though everyday I ended up with much more than that--a story, an experience, an absurdly comic interlude. Today, in honor of the final day of elements week, I decided it would be fitting to do just the opposite. I decided to stay put, and take a minute to marvel at the objects I see every day--the metals that adorn our home, or bear the weight of every day life on their shoulders.
I will be back to regularly scheduled programming on Tuesday, next. Aaron has been given TWO days off this week (TWO! like regular people!); I am so excited, I can barely contain myself. I hope all of your weekends are filled with happiness.