Day Seven of Seven

Day Seven of Seven Days of Black and White

For the last day of this project, I chose this image of Metal Man, aka Photog, aka my muse. I shot “Photog” in Tucson, where I found him standing there with his camera pointed. He’s a life-sized sculpture created from sheet metal. He and I spent many hours together. I talked; he listened. Ha! I photographed him from every angle possible, short of me lying on the hot concrete to get him from the bottom up.

I added the text to his lens because of the origin of the word IMAGINE …

mid-14c., “to form a mental image of,” from Old French imaginer “sculpt, carve, paint; decorate, embellish” (13c.), from Latin imaginari “to form a mental picture, picture to oneself, imagine” (also, in Late Latin imaginare “to form an image of, represent”), from imago “an image, a likeness,” from stem of imitari “to copy, imitate” (from PIE root *aim- “to copy”). Sense of “suppose, assume” is first recorded late 14c. Related: Imagined; imagining.

After all, isn’t that where any image comes from? The imagine-ation?

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

 

 

Throwback Thursday – Strength

In light of all the disasters that have taken place on our beautiful blue-green orb lately, I’m posting this image because to me it represents strength.

It’s been said (and I believe it) that what we focus on expands. Humanity has exhibited amazing strength in the aftermath of these disasters. Let’s continue to focus on that.

This image was taken when we lived in Sisters, OR and I was fascinated by the majesty and strength that the sculptor infused into his creation.

Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

Change of Plans

Well, well, well … it’s nice to be back into the blogosphere!  Seems like I’ve been gone a long time.  As for the change of plans, I’ve decided to forego the weekly photo challenge for this year.  Too much going on to commit to that.

Instead I’m going to post some of my all-time fav’s that you may or may not have ever seen.

And so … without further adieu … these two images are of a life-size sculpture here in Sisters. I decided to feature one of these at my gallery site.  Namaste’

Regina (Reggie) Arnold is a “flunked retirement” entrepreneur, co-author of The Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist, and photo blogger.

Steel Stallion

I love horses and wish I had the room to have several (the living, breathing kind).  But I don’t, so I’ll just have to settle for this kind for now.

The sculptor of this life-size piece has a gallery in Tubac, AZ, which my daughter and I visited while she was here at Christmas.  It’s a wonderful, magical place, full of art of all kinds.  I could literally spend days there going from shop to shop.

I call this image Steel Stallion.  Namaste’

• Regina (Gina) Arnold is the co-author of The Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist, a loving wife, mother, grandmother, photo blogger and “flunked retirement” entrepreneur.

Forever Marilyn

I found this to be one of the most amazing things that I saw on my trip.  A 26-foot statue of Marilyn Monroe.  As you can see by the people at her legs, she’s pretty tall. She was sculpted by J. Seward Johnson and has been in Chicago until May of this year when it was loaned to Palm Springs, CA.  Apparently she is dismantled in pieces in order to be trucked to new locations.  Take a look at the shadow on the right of the first picture.  It’s her skirt, but looks a lot like a polar bear to me.  Things that make you go hmmmm …  Namaste’

Mountain Goat or Ram?

Another pic from my trip.  This one is also at an airport in southern CA.  Can anyone guess which airport?  And is it a depiction of a mountain goat or a ram and what the heck is the difference?  Just askin’.

Hope it’s been a happy Friday for you.  Namaste’

 

Out and About

While out and about we found a residential street close to a golf resort and for some reason, there was this statue.  I’m not sure why it’s there but there it was, big as life.  I didn’t see any kind of plaque anywhere with a description but neither the horse or the rider look like they’re having a good time 😦

I decide to add a sketch effect just for the heck of it.  Namaste’

Blue Horse

Today’s photo comes from our local Brake Max shop.  Whoever created this life-size horse statue and painted it did a really cool job. You have to walk by this as you enter the store and I’ve always wanted to photograph it.  I just happened to be there this time without a bunch of people around it.  I don’t have time right now to put all of the pics I took up here so I’ll add some to tomorrow’s post.  Namaste’

 

Ye Olde Bicycle Rack

This is a bicycle rack in front of a restaurant that I’ve been to often and never even noticed it.  Normally I park in a different spot but today there it was … right in front of me.  The designer made it look somewhat old and yet new because the handlebars look like a 10-speed.  Photographing this made me think of my first bicycle when I was about eight years old.  It was the classic Pee Wee Herman style with fenders, fat tires and all, and I absolutely loved that bike!  Me and my bike spent many happy days riding the brick streets of Marysville, Kansas (yes, that’s where I hail from originally).

My best friend and I would play chicken and unfortunately for me, no one chickened out so my front fender got rather crinkled a few times.  I would take it to my Grandpa; he would scold me, but then pound out the dents.  (I, to this very day, think I had the best Grandpa in the entire cosmos).  We had an arrangement … he wouldn’t tell my Mom if I promised to stop playing chicken.  Uh, that didn’t work out so well, but that’s a story for another day – lol!

I wish I still had the bike but if I close my eyes, I can see it plain as day, feel my feet on the pedals and the vibration of riding on those brick streets.  I knew where every crack in the bricks was and how to swerve around them.  Wow!  What a feeling!  Namaste’

 

 

Photog is Back!

Just had to visit my old pal, Photog, again.  He stands out there in the sweltering heat and blistering sunshine, day after day, and yet remains unscathed.  How does he do it?  If I wasn’t married already to WS (wonderful spouse), I’d ask Photog to marry me.  After all he IS my muse.  And what cool guy do you know these days who wears a fedora and a bow tie?  As I drove away, I looked back and could swear I saw him blowing me a kiss.  Awwww …

Have a great weekend!  Namaste’