The special exhibition at the Naples Botanical Garden this season is Steve Tobin: Nature Underground, with the goal of getting visitors to think “deeper about the life under your feet.” When Patti announced the Lens-Artist Photo Challenge as subjects starting with the letter “s” I thought “How perfect!”
This one, Steelroot, 2007, is perfectly located to be viewed with the mosaic of the Brazilian Garden behind it.
I love the grace of this white sculpture but was surprised how beautiful it looks from the walk to the right, seen as a backdrop of the arrangement of these plantings.
There has been a lot of dancing going on in the garden lately. Maybe a little ballet by Dancing Roots, White, 2010, or some jitter-bugging by Dancing Roots, Red, 2011, or maybe the Tango is your dance of choice by Dancing Roots, Yellow, 2011. I’m not a dancer so maybe these sculptures bring to mind different dances for you – I wonder what dances are taking place underground in your neighborhood.
Another sculpture is titled, Romeo and Juliet, 2003. I haven’t heard the artist’s explanation, but there seems to be a longing between them. What do you think? It doesn’t feel nearly as sensual as the dancing roots, though.
The next photo is of Steelroot, 2010 taken with Lake Tupke in the background. I love how the graceful curves of the sculpture and the curved edges of the lake support each other. This sculpture is composed of three parts that are carefully placed together.
Cee, who loves hosting and participating in photo challenges, called for geometric shapes for her black & white challenge this week. I immediately thought of this “tunnel” built on the highway going west, beyond Kicking Horse Pass. This is a treacherous pass in the winter due to frequent avalanches, and thus they built these structures on the sides of the mountain to cover the highway. I assume that the snow continues to move down the roof and on down the mountain. I’m not sure I would want to be in this “tunnel” when thousands of pounds of snow was passing overhead. This is a major highway, so needless to say we didn’t stop in the tunnel so I could get a sharp photo – I had to settle for clicking on the go.
I would have a hard time speculating on what this door was used for and why changes were made through the years. I tagged this as architecture, which will made a few people either laugh or say naughty words. Taken in Buenos Aries, Argentina in 2015.
If you have a liking for doors, you will undoubtedly find some with more class by following this link to Norman’s weekly feature, Thursday Doors.
When Cee posted this week’s photo challenge of domes, my thoughts went to this photo I took of the golden domes of Catherine’s Palace outside of St. Petersburg, Russia. It also brought up the conflict I experience when I look at some lithographs I have hanging in our bedroom, purchased at the Peter & Paul Fortress. My daughter had lived and worked in St. Petersburg for a year shortly after perestroika. She invited me to accompany her for a return visit in 2004, and her friend agreed to sponsored us for a visa and then allowed us to stay with her in her apartment. Her friend was a marvelous host, opening up so many opportunities to meet people and experience the culture. My daughter knew the city so we would explore during the day while her friend worked and then we would spend the evening with the family, sometimes attending events. What fun we had communicating because her friend is fluent in English, her daughter knows some German, and my daughter is fluent in German and knows some Russian.
Now the Russian government is our enemy because they committed a hostile act against our democracy by interfering in our election process. Does my desire to display representations of their history and culture make it seem to others that I am complicit in condoning their intellectual and technological aggression? Should I burn and break all these artifacts of this evil “other?” Should I shun my Soviet-born daughter-in-law who is intelligent, loving, beautiful, kind and fun to be with?
No, I won’t. I don’t have a world view that there is a broad “other” who is different than I and thus bad and evil. Yes, the Russian government is a bad player and is an enemy of our country, but I am still going to celebrate the strong and courageous people born on that foreign soil. I will enjoy the brilliant composers, dancers, and artists that the country produced. I will fondly remember and celebrate the beauty of St. Petersburg and remember with fondness all the people I met and encountered. Travel always whets my curiosity about the history and culture of the places I visit so I will continue to read about it and now to also stay knowledgeable about their current political system and the players in Russia and the U.S. who colluded to impact on the outcome of our last election. This helps me to clarify what I value in my own culture and political system, and see more clearly what parts of our culture and political system need to be fixed. And I will celebrate my daughter-in-law, her family, and other friends who have emigrated from that region of the world.
I did a lot of walking in Trinidad and was intrigued by the grandeur of the architecture, indicating the wealth that once was. I have a hard time admiring people with enormous wealth because I believe that in most cases it was made at the expense of someone else – in 1700 and 1800 Cuba it was slaves. It produces a cognitive dissonance because I do admire the beauty and craftsmanship that this wealth can purchase. I am intrigued by the skill that produced the doors within huge doors.
And windows, within windows that are big enough to be really big doors. We were told that the metal cages around the windows were built to keep pirates from breaking in.
The really big windows are functional, allowing maximum air circulation in the tropical climate, with very hot and humid summers. They also give people a place to be, to watch and interact with the people on the street. But that’s another post.