Monday, January 11, 2010

Longwood Gardens Holiday Display

On Friday, I left work a little early to go to Longwood Gardens to see their annual Christmas Holiday display.

two young boys in heavy coats watch a outdoor miniature train going around some evergreen trees with glowing green lights in them
There is something magical about small trains - these two young boys watched Thomas the really useful Steam Engine go around and round the track while their mother waited patiently in the cold with a younger girl in a baby stroller.

close up of thomas the train
I have to admit - I watched for a good while and felt years younger too.

the main hall in the conservatory is fulled with green grass, poinsettias and other reds, oranges, and white flowers
Inside the conservatory, the magic continued. I got there in time to see the late evening sun slowly color the sky a magnificent orange and pink sherbet. Longwood Gardens spends a considerable amount of time trying to create new varieties of flowers, orchids and poinsettias, it seems, in particular.

a dazzling walkway filled with thousands of red, white, and green flowers leading up to a 20 foot high pine tree decorated in red flowers
Last year, this hall was filled with 1,100 pounds of cranberries (pictures here). This year, it filled with 5,500 potted flowers. The bright sun was shining into this wing of the conservatory when I first got there. After strolling through the big building, having dinner, and walking the grounds, darkness came.

when it got dark, lights on the ceiling made it look like stars where shining
And the magic remains - perhaps even more breathtaking than before...

...and as always, I enjoyed the lighted fountain show. I think this is my favorite part, even if the wind was blowing loose snow from the trees and it was very cold. Hot chocolate-flavored coffee awaited in a thermos in my car.

I added a short video in the end of this one showing someone in the dark foreground "directing" the fountains with much vigor. I had to laugh - I hadn't noticed him at the time I took the video.


I'll have another entry (or two) of the gardens. This year's delightful surprise was the re-opening of the refurbished house organ with its 10,010 pipes! Some more pictures are in Flickr.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

While Watching PBS...

Recently while watching NJN (New Jersey Network) a PBS affiliate broadcasting from Trenton, New Jersey, a brief bit of video footage caught my eye. The footage was labeled "Robert Smithson's 'Floating Island' in the Hudson River" and showed a bright red tugboat pulling a rusty barge loaded with trees along the busy New York City waterfront.

New Jersey, of course, claims all the "good parts" of New York City, including the island that the Statue of Liberty stands on. While the natives 'over there' can and do debate who owns what and where the state line should be drawn, New Jersey undoubtedly has some of the finest views of the New York City skyline.

But a tugboat pulling barge full of trees? What is this? I had to find out.

Robert Smithson (January 2, 1938–July 20, 1973) was an American artist famous for his land art. Smithson was born in Passaic, New Jersey and studied painting and drawing in New York City at the Art Students League.

Two of his works, his 'Spiral Jetty' (1970) and 'Floating Island to Travel Around Manhattan Island' (1970-2005) are probably the best known (not to say well-known!) and are rather interesting, at least to me.


a pile of rocks arranged in a spiral off the shore of the great salt lake in Utah
Built of mud, salt crystals, basalt rocks, earth, and water on the northeastern shore of the Great Salt Lake near Rozel Point, a 1,500-foot-long curlicue jetty extends into lake. As the water levels rises and lowers, the salt left behind has crystallized on the dark black rocks.

Unique to say the least. So what's the deal with the barge full of trees?

Smithson was a radical who enjoyed musing on nature and the cosmos. He revered Frederick Law Olmsted, the designer of New York City's Central Park, and his floating island project called for a barge of vegetation to be towed around Manhattan by tugboat.

This can be seen as an odd, off-beat, kind of homage to his nineteenth-century land art predecessor. As Olmstead's Central Park is, in effect, an artificial model of nature, so the floating island is an artificial model of Central Park.

Floating Island being pulled from dock by red tug boat
Floating Island to Travel Around Manhattan was conceived in 1970 by Smithson but it was never realised in his lifetime.

It was thirty five years later, to coincide with a major retrospective of his oeuvre at the Whitney Museum, Smithson's miniature island finally and dramatically set sail.

Floating Island off the Ruined Pier
In September 2005, the floating island of Robert Smithson was created in about a week, in a ragged-looking barge yard on Staten Island using a 30-by-90-foot rusty barge, 10 trees, 3 huge rocks, a bunch of shrubs, rolls of sod and a whole lot of dirt.

There was no blueprint to follow except Ms. Holt's (his widow) memories and guidance and Mr. Smithson's rudimentary sketch - which was very specific in some areas, for example, specifying the island's trees were to be native to the New York region and that there should be moss growing on one boulder; yet vague in others, no dimensions; no color scheme; only a rough ideas about the topography and placement of bushes and trees that Smithson might have wanted.

Floating Island Going by Man Reading
I think the whole thing was pretty cool!

The only thing I would have done differently would have been to put an orange traffic cone on the barge somewhere. :) I found all of these photos on the Internet while looking for the story.

Spiral Jetty

The first one of the floating island came from Brain Sholis' Flickr site and he has some really interesting pictures. I'd recommend a visit if you have time.

Floating Island off the Ruined Pier

Floating Island Going by Man Reading

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Photojournalist LadyStyx to the Rescue

Hi there!

I'll admit it. I've been in a bit of a slump lately. I think I've battened down the mental hatches in an effort to weather the current cold weather and the rocky financial shoals I find myself sailing in since the beginning of the year. The ol' creative juices have dried up so much I feel like a prune!

Some mornings, there doesn't seem like a whole lot of reason for me to crawl out from under the warm covers, and of course, it is just then I find some new pictures "flashed" to me from Photojournalist LadyStyx!

Awesome pictures showing me all sorts of wondrous and wild capers and some of the most intriguing scenes with OCHAs (orange cone head aliens) and ORBAs (orange round barrel aliens) and other aliens doing just who knows just what... and so finally, the creative mooses get a little bit of a leg stretching.

So, before going any further - I hereby award LadyStyx with another copy of the much coveted Creative Mooses award!

creative mooses award - a little moose stands on top of a bigger moose in order to eat leaves from a tree
Thank you LadyStyx!! Thank you very much!

an orange cone tied to a tree with a yellow police line tape
I simply had to tie Cappy up - he wanted to play jump rope with the gang so badly!

two orange barrels about 5 feet apart tied together at the head with a couple strings of yellow police line tape
So come on... two of us can jump at the same time!

worn out, a barrel holds a bunch of yellow tape in his head
Pick a letter... any letter... fill in a verse with a comment... Let's get the ORBAs so tired they can barely hold the ropes anymore... :)

A my name is Alice
And my husband's name is Arthur,
We come from Alabama,
Where we sell artichokes.

B my name is Barney
And my wife's name is Bridget,
We come from Brooklyn,
Where we sell bicycles.

C my name is ____
And my husband's name is _____
We come from _____
Where we sell ______.

I'll go first...
I my name is Iggy
And my wife's name is Iola
We come from Pensacola
Where we sell used beach sandals!

Monday, January 4, 2010

New Years Day Surfing

On New Year's Day, I returned to the beach. It was cold but nice enough - the wind didn't start to howl until Saturday. The local polar bear swim went off without a hitch (those crazy folks, swimming in 40F water while the windchill was claimed to be 27F!) and they raised a bunch of money for charity. I didn't take pictures of that - the Charlies and I have an agreement about me taking not pictures of nuts.


After watching the waves and seagulls for a while and waving my big bright blue "We Are Number One" foam finger to those across the pond - I wandered through the historic district to get some pictures of the old seaside cottages that are now protected by zoning regulations.

I thought of several of you while I did so.

a huge seaside cottage with wrap around porch - it probably has 30 rooms!
I could see Deanna with her feet on the railings on a (much) warmer day, drinking a nice red wine from some Waterford crystal, MarmiteToasty, with her love for white porch railings pondering where to tuck her four chickens...

close up of the wood work and painting details around the windows
...another friend that likes to paint cute snowmen and sad faced clowns (what a perfect combination!)...

the back of boat with the name a band on ship!
...and about a music-minded friend that lives in the wilds of Pennsylvania that sent me a book about a lost mining and lumbering town located in those hills that I read that night.

I'm lucky there isn't much traffic down the shore with all the daydreaming and woolgathering I was doing - I could of gotten run over!

You can see all of the cottages I took pictures of here.

On Saturday, I stayed inside and worked on a puzzle. By Sunday morning, I was more than ready to escape the cold and headed home first thing in the morning where I found a package from Wales sitting tucked inside my front door. It was the nicest way to mentally prepare for the uncertainties the new year is going to bring me.