Found photos from Troy, NY

Burden Pond

My prior posts from Troy, NY: 1, 2

I found some photos hidden in my moleskine journal.

Artwork Update: May 2011

Set you free


Changing Focus


the good in people


It's Oh so quiet

Event: Impressionist exhibition at the MFAH

The pieces traveled from the National Gallery of Art located in Washington D.C. We were able to see some amazing pieces inclusive of Van Gogh's self portrait

Our favourites being
Roses by Van Gogh and Mary Cassatt's Children on the beach

We also meandered through the rest of MFAH seeing the other visiting exhibition called Charles LeDray: workworkworkworkwork, which we called his work "minatures".
These were our favourites of his pieces: 1, 2, 3, 4

We also saw Circa 1900: Decorative Arts at the Turn of the Century which showed off a Metro gate from Paris, František Kupka painting called the Yellow scale, Yellow book set that was produced with Aubrey Beardsley.

Other favourites of MFAH: 1, 2, 3

Save-the-Date

I made our save-the-dates!

I heart this: Bjork Hyperballad

Lyrics:
We live on a mountain
Right at the top
Theres a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
Its become a habit
A way to start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Its real early morning
No-one is awake
Im back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down

I follow with my eyes til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks
When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Safe up ( here with you )

Mail from Cathy

from Cathy Wu
Such a magical postcard. I adore the fox (of course).

Mother's Day: An Open Letter to my mom

Mom,

thank you for letting me be me. I feel an inclination to create art even though it doesn't connect to the normal stream of societal wants. Even though it is still secondary...I create. I know I am not perfect by any means. I appreciate all that you do for me and that you nurtured me to create and have a fondness in art.

Not only did you birth me but you bore the construction of my heart.

I look back and remember waking up to you drawing me. We were in your bed,the one you've always had, the one four feet off the ground. I remember waking up and my eyes caught a glimpse of you peering at me. You looked a bit nervous as you tend to do and showed me what you had created. It was a sketch of me with my little awkward body. I felt that the drawing was how you saw me. How do you see me now?

At another time I remember telling you, "I will do what you could not. I will be an artist." How pompous I was to think I knew what "artist" meant. I still am pompous about the word "artist." Some days I still overly use it as if I know. I suppose we are only artists after the fact.

I was more in awe of your drawings than you may have known. I remember finding an old drawing you had done of Helios or Titan with his chariot in the sky. I touched the page without your knowledge, "my mom created this," I thought. Watching you draw was my fondest memory as a child and I still think of it often. If I have children one day I want them to think the same of me. Children, I think, realise this sort of thing. Art is not something that can be created by everyone, it is hard to transfer images with the mind. When the mind mishaps there is great beauty and this can be found in art.

When I was very young I remember drawing a transfer image of the Pharoah in an art class. I felt I had everything perfect except for the nose. I wonder if I had left the original nose how I would feel about it today. The idea of perfection as a child and what it means. To sit at a desk and erase over and over again to get it right.

I'm not sure we have talked about simpler thing in awhile. Do you still love the colour Teal?

anyhow this letter is a roundabout way of saying,
Thank You and I love you,
Your daughter,
Kelly Rae Burns

Event: NHRA Nationals

If you do not know what NHRA stands for, you are not alone. I had no idea prior to attending their nationals. I believe acronyms usually leave us a bit bewildered, "What does that stand for?" with the tinge of feeling lame for not knowing.

NHRA stands for National Hot Rod Association. The Nationals took place at the Royal Purple Raceway in Baytown (near Houston, TX)

We also had Jambalaya while there, my first ever time having it.