Spring

Tuesday evening was the Vernal Equinox. We balanced eggs vertically in the old pagan tradition. There is supposed to be some sort of gravitational pull as the sun crosses the equator making it possible to balance the eggs.



At the moment of the equinox, we set to work and were able to quickly balance the eggs.

We balanced six eggs with the help of la belle Helene (whose lovely face is hidden by her hair as she toils)

The eggs did not stay upright for long.

My beloved was skeptical of the gravitational pull theory and proceeded to balance eggs into the night and once more the next day, and the day after that just to be sure. I am ready to agree that the balancing act is caused by the egg yolk settling on the bottom of the egg or whatever. Still it was fun to see them standing there welcoming the spring.

Installation 01 (Updated)

I cut up all my test prints and extra transparencies and hung 100 strips from the ceiling.





When the light came in, it shone through the transparencies making cool patterns on the wall



I have many more pictures which I will post once I figure out how to upload thumbnail images.

Update: Thumbnails (click for bigger)

Snow

The installation is taking longer than I expected, but I like the way it is evolving. Hopefully I can finish it in the next week and post some pictures.



Meanwhile it snowed last week. I really love snow and it seems that most of my fellow New Yorkers are of the same mind. Maybe it is because so few of us must shovel walks and dig out cars. When snow falls, the city becomes softer. The sounds are muffled, the airports are usually closed so there is not noise from the planes. At night the city lights reflect off the falling snow and turn the sky pink. All of the clutter is hidden behind the white blanket. The city looks so beautiful.

For a brief moment after a storm there is a feeling of peace. People come out and begin shoveling. The children rush to the nearest hill to sled ride. Everyone seems happy. Then it all ends abruptly. The snow plows pile the snow up in chunky mountains, the cars begin to drive and the snow turns ugly.


I marvel at how quickly snow turns black, how trash is drawn to it.


I kind of like the trash in this picture.


This is a mix of old snow and new snow. The old snow reminds me of a petroleum product, maybe a resin.