After being warned by neighbors (small ones who want a job shoveling) that we would get three inches of snow last night, and then by the radio that it would be one to two inches, I was happy to listen to Jerry Hodak on channel 7 tell me it would be less than an inch (even through the graphic on his screen said one to two inches), I am delighted to wake to a small trace of the white stuff that is barely sticking to the sidewalks. It’s a little warmer this morning. I wandered around Ann Arbor yesterday afternoon and I thought I was never going to get warm. So. I think I’ll take this opportunity to take a walk.
I just carved these guys, what do you think?
Scary, huh? If you’ve seen them, you probably live in old village, in Plymouth. I hadn’t seen them in a while, but I woke to about an inch of snow, and once I walked on it, there those tracks were. They go from one of our properties to the next, where I swept snow off steps, sidewalks, and even some cars. I am out of practice, and tired, so I’m going to make myself a cup of cocoa and relax. I earned it.
I’m not sure why, but Mark claims my feet are always trying to get away from each other. They look normal to me, don’t they look normal to you?
Saturday Mark and I took a bunch of friends to Noel Night. This is a celebration at midtown Detroit’s cultural center, where they close Woodward off between the art museum and the public library. There are many performances and sales going on throughout the area. We started at the Detroit Artists Market, where you will always find funky and odd art. We moved on to a wonderful artisan bakery called Avalon, and next door at the Flo Boutique we watched our friend Julie Beutel sing. Julie is amazing, last year she packed the large gallery at the Scarab Club, why they put her in this dinky boutique I don’t understand. We hopped a shuttle bus and stopped and watched the Cass Tech marching band for a bit. They couldn’t play much, it was too freakin’ cold!
It was snowing like mad by then, with promises of sleet and ice. We moved on to the library. We have a beautiful library downtown. I got a picture of one of the ceilings.
There were bell ringers, and a bluesman on a sax, and too much stuff for children. Then to my beautiful Detroit Institute of Arts, where I managed to tick most everyone off. I love this institute, and the last time I was there the contemporary exhibits were not yet open. I needed to see them, and pretty much ran through the galleries with my main bud Julia, who for the most part managed to keep pace with me. There were a few pieces I needed to see, it has been so long, one in particular was our Louise Nevelson. Here is the bad news, it’s not on display, and no one could tell me why. The guide figured it was either in storage or out on loan. I don’t mind so much if it is out on loan, everyone should see it! But if it’s in storage, can’t they just store it in one of the galleries? This is heartbreaking. It’s called Homage to the World, and you cannot get a sense of it’s scale or beauty from the link I’ve attached. I am sorry for leaving you in the dust, Lynn, but I needed to see it, and it wasn’t there. I did find many beautiful pieces that are new, I did have a wonderful time, but I do miss our Nevelson!
We ended the night at the fantastic Scarab Club, a beautiful old building. They opened up the studios on the top floor so you can see how the artists work. A great night and a lot of fun!
Where I stood…
Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.