Farewell, Minneapolis

The farewell tour of Minneapolis included a visit to the Minneapolis Institute of Art. In the spirit of Halloween, a sculpture.

As a matter of fact, the whole post will be sculptures. I danced around becoming a sculpture major in my Fine Arts program. I still carry a love for figures to this day. Buddha's come in an enormous array of poses.

I was fed a steady diet of Greek and Roman sculpture in art school.

I grew to appreciate the more abstract views of the figure.

How far could an artist go with deconstructing a figure?

Sometimes the figure didn't even need to be there to convey presence.*

* detail of above photo showing dog tags used to make up the sculpture

Is a figure the sum of its parts? Do multiple jack-in-the-boxes make you immortal?

Or is sculpture an outline of a moment captured in time?

An art museum is a great place to ponder all kinds of questions, or just to sit and absorb. Art helps you explore the question - What does it mean to be human?  If you stand still long enough, art offers a small respite from the ordinary. And sometimes we all need that.

The Periphery Goes Visiting - Part II A Bit of Fairy Dust

A red squirrel contemplates chucking a nut on our head, a secret red squirrel "Welcome to Minneapolis" ritual.

The foliage on a walk around a lake dazzled our brown Wyoming weary eyes.

The guardian of the house decides whether or not to let us enter her domain.

A duck stands tall above the lake algae. Am I friend or foe he wonders.

Ruby decides we are harmless - and might have treats.

Lake debris reflecting a gorgeous fall afternoon.

A park bench invites us to rest by a tree sporting the pink ribbon of death.

This duck found clear water and clear sailing for his afternoon.

The trees that changed colors went all out to gain our attention.

Lake fairies begged us to stay a while longer. "Come back, come back" they cried. I think we will.

The Periphery Goes Visiting - Part One

The Periphery took a bit of a holiday and landed in Minnesota.

Minneapolis to be exact. We went to visit friend and fellow poet/co-editor Kathleen Cassen Mickelson.

She toured us around the city to sights both great and small. (St Paul's Cathedral)

In daylight and at night we had a great time, sharing great food and the sights with friends. (Peanuts Statues, Landmark Plaza)

We roamed the city far and wide, from restaurants, coffeehouses, record and book stores...

...to the banks of the Mississippi River.

Walking through local parks and pathways was great exercise. 

The city lakes were a treat. Trees, green grass and water to dazzle Wyoming eyes.

Great neighborhoods abound.

Coming up in the next few weeks - Flora, Fauna, and Hanging out in places with statues.