Taking a break from my daily Boston life, I rode the T to Cambridge last week to visit an unusual art gallery called Le Laboratoire. The friendly folks over at Le Lab don’t think of themselves so much as an art gallery, but rather as an “interdisciplinary culture lab.”
Tuesday morning I needed to be at my SoWa Boston studio by 7 am. Someone was coming to remove a wall in the entryway of the studio. The low sun hitting the buildings caught my eye…
Imagine a hotel whose hallway walls look like giant pieces of Wasa rye crisp crackers. Except that these walls don’t break apart like a Wasa rye crisp if you bump into them. If you lose your balance heading back to your room one night after a few drinks, you wouldn’t want to hit your head on them. They’re made of concrete. Sharp, jagged, hard as rock concrete.
I recently bumped into a friend of a friend on Harrison Avenue in Boston. She was out having a “gallery day.”
Harrison Avenue, in the city’s South End — more specificially, in its SoWa Art + Design District — is an excellent place to have such a day…
One day last week, I left my studio in Boston’s SoWa Art + Design District and began walking toward the Rose Kennedy Greenway with a goal in mind. I wanted to see the “Circle of Animals/Zodiac Heads” art installation by Chinese artist Ai Weiwei.
Most of my Quebec City photos were not lost as I had thought! These images are from The National Museum of Beaux Arts.
There’s a sleek, modern underground tunnel that connects the original building to a newly opened wing across the street.
After working nonstop for years on digital artworks, taking time off from the medium this summer felt like a good break. This change of pace ended up sparking some new creative energy in an entirely different medium.
Hi there. Quebec City’s lovely old French style architecture, colorful gardens, friendly people, and expansive views combined to make our recent first visit a very pleasurable experience. Regrettably, I’ve managed to make my best Quebec City photographs disappear. Rats! I have a few to share, however.
What I remember most vividly about Donna Dodson’s Silent Scream exhibit was a large, voluptuous carved wooden rhinoceros (almost as tall as me and several times my girth), mouth wide open and raised to the sky.
I also remember marveling at the design of the wood grain…
Hi there! I’m freshly returned from a late summer vacation in Quebec, Canada, and ready to jump back into the saddle here in Boston. This vacation was my first time ever in Canada — kind of odd considering I grew up in Wisconsin, and have lived the past 23 years in New England. It’s quite nearby to Boston, but for reasons I don’t understand I’d never crossed that border before.
