Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Doss and Illusions

I’m sitting here, with a cup of hot coffee, making a quick visit via FaceBook, and it occurs to me that despite all the frustrating, maddening news of each day, the opportunity to see messages from friends across the nation (world) is  terrific way to start a morning.

Yesterday,with a daughter,we braved the heat and visited the Doss Heritage Center to see the new Illusions exhibit. As we walked down the long loggia  leading from the handicapped parking.(my strength is still rather limited), I could not help but admire the architecture itself and appreciate the building and its setting..

This is not a museum with long halls of permanent exhibits of  scenes from the past  or of  unusual archeological findings… someday there may be space for such, for I am sure there is an abundance of both among the county’s residents. Perhaps, instead, they will be grouped under a common theme, making them even more interesting.  

At present, a beautiful stage coach, built by the late Jay Brown of Parker County, dominates the large entry room and many small antique artifacts related to Parker County’s history are displayed nearby.

There is also a room devoted to Weatherford’s beloved Mary Martin. It is filled with mementos of her life  and that of her son Larry Hagman, probably best remembered for his J.R. role in Dallas.

The Center’s recent exhibits have been nothing less than awesome. The Connecting Threads exhibit featuring tapestries by Sherri Woodard Coffey and Masks by Pat Souder remains on view but a exhibits of paintings  and sculptures has replaced the impressive needlework exhibit of the last few months.

Walk in the entrance to this exhibit and your first thought may be “Where are the paintings?” The walls are lined with a variety of hangings some appearing to be interesting arrangements of wooden blocks, some appearing as framed needlework.
What you are seeing is neither! All are indeed paintings and fully express the exhibit’s title, Truth in Illusion featuring the works of Michael Bane and Pamela Stern.

Take a closer look the  sculptures may hold a few surprises and the wall’s displays definitely will. All are definitely paintings of the most amazing type. One,a small piece, appears to be a be a photograph of a thread of mohair attractively arranged in a circle. It is instead, a painting with each fine bit of fuzz so accurately portrayed that you can almost feel its softness and if you’re one of those who are allergic to mohair you may expect your nose to begin to tickle.

One of the first pieces on view is a large matted and framed picture of the Last Supper. Each detail was reproduced by tiny brush strokes or perhaps more accurately, brush touches. Every facial feature, each article of clothing, every shadow and a 3-dimensional effect is achieved with a variety of minute touches of what must have been tiny brushes so delicate that the work had to be done with magnifying help.

The “mat” which appeared to be of linen, was painted, each inch of its entire length showing linen’s distinctive weave…all done in paint. To so accurately reproduce with paint, several yards of  woven fabric is an amazing feat. The same applies to the “wooden” frame…all done with paint. The artist stated that the work took him thirteen months, which is also amazing. I would have guessed several years.

Across the room were hangings of interesting arrangements of wooden strips and blocks some joined by tiny screws.  Closer examination shows no wood exists, only paint with every varying grain of wood accurately created with paint and the screws’ appearance so accurate that one feels the urge to test their tiny slot and turn it a wee bit.

These are only a few of the outstanding works of these artists.

If seeing is believing, this Truth in Illusions exhibit is well worth seeing but it remains almost unbelievable.

My coffee is cold!


Thursday, July 28, 2011

Dandy's Yogg

Woof. Woof.

      I’ve been outside with my Lady and it is hot out there!  I may be little, but I’m no wimp. This heat has me panting before I can even get off the porch.
     Now, I hope you realize that I’m wearing two coats. I need to talk to my Lady about this. I think its time for another grooming. That would help a little.  If you think I’m extravagant, you put on two coats and see how long you last outside!

      I remember not being too pleased with the cold and the white stuff all over the ground, but once I I became used to it, I found it kind of fun to run around in. I sure didn’t need to pant.

       Of course, I remember having some trouble burying that piece of bread that I snitched from the cats  and I remember having a problem getting enough traction .to chase that black cat because of that hard clear stuff that covered our porch. That was rather embarrassing, you know. Imagine being flat on your mid-section with your legs and arms going every which way, besides being in front of a bunch of smirking cats!

      This afternoon I tried to tell my best friend all about being a dog but he and my Lady started laughing after a bit so I had to give up. I was trying to tell him about there being something hiding beneath my Lady’s old office. She won’t let me go near it any more since the day I almost scratched off a board so I could rid the premises of unwanted varmints.  I don’t think she liked the dirt I was throwing up into the air, either, or that little board that landed at her feet.

      Well, I know my job, and I’m going to do it whenever I have a chance, but for right now, I am a very lucky dog to have such a nice pillow and a cool house. 
     You people drink plenty of water and take advantage of air-conditioning whenever you can.


Sunday, July 24, 2011

A Cool Look

Okay, it's hot. It's hot almost everywhere. If the temperature is lower, the humidity may be higher and the misery remains  ......well, miserable.

In searching through my photos for a 'lost' picture, I came across these, which although they won't lower the temperature, they are at least refreshing.

Remember Spring? Left. wild primroses.   Center, Golden Bell Forsythia.           Next, a peach colored Iris.

Right, is from  friend touring our own southwest. Feel that moist air!

Below: From the same friend, while visiting the English country side.

Acres of tulips from an email

The cone flower blooms in late spring or early summer and is a native wild flower. I got this one at a nursery although I have had them growing wild in what is now a wilderness behind our house. We're hoping our plants grown from seed will survive.

Last year's rose bush in bloom.
This year...bare stems.

Welcome color-from another 

                                        Remember when............?  Remember wishing for summer?
                                                             We have it and more to come.