Sometimes the Little Things

dolls in a row

Sophia and Friends

People often do not have any larger message in mind when they do some of the “little things” we see each day — just as nature is not trying to make a point as the sun sets over the ocean. Yet most of us claim a right to attach meaning to the setting sun. So should it be different for the simple actions by our fellow man?

At one of the “white tent” craft shows held in the park downtown, there was a booth with dozens of small furry stuffed creatures hung on rods in in long straight rows. Some had darker fur, others lighter fur, some with long ears, some with short. But they all wore the same dress, each with a different girl’s name stitched onto it. Each by itself was cute in a way, but the effect of the group display was disquieting.

Elsewhere, a jumble of translucent plastic life-size bodies, some red, some orange, some un-colored, and all in various expressive poses was heaped in a corner of a parking lot next to a stack of plastic chairs. Perhaps they were waiting their chance to dance and shout in the spotlight, or perhaps they were done. In any case, they were still speaking to anyone who would listen.

body discards


Picasso the Dog

Picasso the Dog

Picasso the Dog

While visiting Georgia, I met Picasso the dog. He was out enjoying the fall afternoon. Old and wise, from a distance he almost looked like a lion. So his portrait was a must, and happily, he agreed.

The second image, below, is not from Georgia — nor is it a dog. It may be a bubble, an idea, a possibility floating, waiting to burst or become something more. What is it for you?






Two images, both inspired by natural forms. But more important, after a short hiatus to tend to other matters, perhaps the seeds for the next chapter. Stay tuned!

fire behind the cellophane

Fire Behind the Cellophane

Staying in Touch Left and Right

eye of the needle

Through the Eye of the Needle

Having been away for a while doing some left brain work with words and schedules, I travel back to the right from time to time to stay in touch with the truths that only the right brain knows.

One lesson learned is that in any pursuit, some contribution from each can be key. While the left brain can keep us on schedule and govern the craft, it is the intuitive right brain that gives the directions and says “stop” when something is done.

And so it should be in art, in politics, in science and life.

Feeling Koi - 2012

Feeling Koi

With Head or with Heart?



It is said that some people think with their heads and others with their hearts. But it’s really so much more complicated than that, isn’t it? In making a decision, or just trying to understand the world, one can be logical, emotional and intuitive in different measures all at once.

There is also creative thinking, analysis, synthesis, critical thinking, science-based thinking, thinking that relies on authority. And of course, there are those times when we will let new facts, insights, and new ideas in, and times that we won’t.

It can be useful — and also one of the joys of sentience — to understand the changing mix of influences on how we each understand and relate to the world.



An Obama Event


The Candidate

Regardless of one’s political persuasion, there is something to be said for experiencing a major campaign event. This one last June in Tampa was held in a community college gymnasium with a standing-room-only crowd. It seemed there were more people waiting in line than the place could ever hold.

The press of humanity, the excitement and energy in the room, the warm up acts, the sound system, and the candidate’s charisma all worked to make it a powerful experience, almost like an old rock-and-roll concert, but without the music.

These few images are not meant as reportage, but simply one person’s impressions of the day.

The Crowd

The Crowd

The Watcher

The Watcher

Making (up) the News - in Red

The News, in Red

Ballerina on the Wall

Ballerina on the Wall

Ballerina on the Wall

The City of Sarasota commissioned artists to paint murals on the walls in each elevator lobby in the new Palm Avenue Garage. “Ballerina on the Wall” is my impression of a small part of “Dance” by Brazilian artist Eduardo Kobra. The ballerina was waiting demurely in the stairwell, a surprise and contrast to the mottled concrete walls. There are many more pictures of the murals, both in process and complete, on the architect’s Facebook page. Take a look!

“That Rooster Thing” is from a local farmstand. That rooster was there among the shoppers, standing proud, looking ready to let out a rooster roar!

Just Like a Chicken

That Rooster Thing

Sunburned Canoes

Sunburned Canoes

Sunburned Canoes – 2012

Myakka River State Park is just inland from Sarasota near the west coast of Florida. It is a wide and shallow river basin with two lakes, the river, and a large forested area. The forest is thick and can be dark and damp underfoot, with palms, oaks and a canopy made dense with spanish moss and other epiphytes clinging to the branches.

In the summer it rains a lot, and being inland away from the sea breezes, the Park is often hot and humid. While this may be uncomfortable for us, it is perfect for all manner of plants and animals to thrive — alligators, snakes, fish, birds, deer and more. It so seethes with life, even the canoes seem alive!

Myakka forest

Forest Lights – 2012



Illumination — 2012

There are many ways of seeing, sometimes with just the eyes, sometimes with the mind, and sometimes even more deeply. And what we see with our eyes may be different from what we see with our mind or our heart.

As with life, art is about finding meaning among the fleeting visions.

Red Dot Chevrolet

Red Dot Chevrolet — 2012

A Pink Pelican and a Line to Cross

Pelican Dance

Pelican Dance – 2012

A pink pelican seems to dance atop the turquoise-green water, while in town those in charge have installed a line that begs to be crossed, yet no one does.

Such is life in this well-behaved coastal town.

A line to be crossed

A Line to be Crossed — 2012

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