Showing posts with label Autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Autumn. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Back Home on the Farm.

Yesterday was spent on a big farm in rural Virginia..
 My kid, after browsing a giant field full of orange pumpkins, found two tiny white gourds and said,"I'm ready!" and trudged back down the hill alone with a gourd in each hand...and got back on the tractor. He knows what he likes, apparently.





Friday, October 11, 2013

Ethereal

It was Autumn, the springtime of death...
                                                               -Tom Robbins


Sunday, September 29, 2013

Hidden

 

 I have never found a companion as companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men, than when we stay in our chambers.  A man who is thinking or working is always alone, let him be where he will...  

- Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Autumn Harvest

From the 1964 edition of the book Autumn Harvest, by Alvin Tresselt, illustrated by the great Roger Duvoisin. Copyright 1951.

Houses at Night


I adore the work of Todd Hido.

This photo reminds me of cool Autumn nights in Durbin, West Virginia...walking through those desolate streets and passing the lonely houses in a town that once was...


Oh, hello...

Mossy terracotta jack-o-latern that I would have to sell a kidney to purchase.



From At West End

As if in a dream...


More images here

Saturday, August 31, 2013

Olfaction.

I wish I could find a clear photo of this painting...I think it's wonderful.  You can almost smell the smoke from that pile of brush and feel cold air on your cheeks.  An ideal setting for me.  My goal in life is to simply acquire land and an old farm house...and 5 million dollars.

If this print wasn't sold out, you could purchase it here.

Thanks, Mamie.



Thursday, August 29, 2013

Kenny and his pumpkin.


Imagery.

Bad acting and Canadian accents aside, I was a fan of Goosebumps: The Haunted Mask episode.  I'm not entirely sure why, but I think a lot of it had to do with this scene:



That little novelty shop, the leaves skipping across the the street, and of course, those kids pulling a wagon of jack-o-lanterns on an autumn evening. It's a scene that I was sure I would encounter in the coming years of my life, but now assume no longer exists.

Image from The Blood-Curdling Blog of Monster Masks