My favorite statue in the MIA museum is somewhat sinister:
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The Attendant to the King of Hell
Tader and I went to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden for lawn ornament ideas. No garden is complete without a dwarf and a giant cherry.
My favorite sculpture was this one:
Imagine if you had this in your bedroom growing up. I can see myself hanging a Chucky doll in there at night to introduce the kids to Halloween. Is that mean?
Tader was horrified to hear that I have never been to a museum in Minneapolis so he dragged took me to the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. I minored in art history in college, so I’m not completely ignorant. I just never got around to going to a museum.
Excuses, right?
Well I finally made it to a museum. The MIA is huge and full of fascinating work. Here are some of my favorites:
I’m all about the sticker graffiti in the neighborhood. I think it is more clever and interesting than the majority of spray painted graffiti around these parts.
My favorite part about studying at Caffetto is the bathroom art:
The middle picture is the wallpaper for my blackberry. And no, I do not feel strange having a picture of a public restroom as the wallpaper of my blackberry!
Someone took the time to stand in a smelly bathroom to create fun street art, and I will enjoy it, digitally, without the smell. This is my position.
My college dorm rooms were a little… colorful?
I came across this car during a dog walk:
This isn’t the only hand-painted car in the neighborhood, but the others are rougher floral jobs – whereas this looks like a tattoo. I wonder if this is an art car?
Here are some the wallpapers that I have in rotation at the moment. With the exception of the first wallpaper, the wallpapers consist of photos taken by me in Minneapolis and are sized at 1440×900.
One sees the strangest thing while walking to the library…
He’s holding cork boards.
Someone asked about the covers of my notebooks. My moleskine notebook has a plain moleskin cover (see here). Below is the cover of my large journal:
On the subject of moleskines… people do some really cool things with them. Mine, well, is not so intense. Which is an artistic first for me.
I was skimming through a book at B&N when I saw this poem:
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I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost … I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
Twilight of the semester: tests, misadventures in Fort Lauderdale, Little Havana, Taco Bell…
Library nights, starbucks, starbucks, starbucks, Matt & Carmen’s B-day (Touristas in Kendall + bad-dest-assed box of chocolates ever.), Beta Theta Election mess x 4… &, &, &,
Confluence magazine finally uploaded.
