Friday Photo Challenge: The Weirdest Thing in My House
“Is it a tooth?” my wife asked. No. You’re holding it upside down. It’s a ceramic rabbit head by artist Debbie Masuoka. (Longtimers might recall her husband’s eponymous gallery, on Maryland Parkway facing Circle Park, or his time running the Nevada Institute for Contemporary Art.) Debbie Masuoka specializes in rabbit heads, often huge — six feet or more — though this one clocks in at just under 10 inches. Some 30 years ago, it was the first piece of real art I ever bought, and remains a favorite. It marked my first step toward an idea of myself as the kind of person who might love art enough to buy it. And its mojo hasn’t dwindled: When I told my wife my assignment was to photograph “the strangest object in your house,” we both said, in unison, “the rabbit head.” Scott Dickensheets
This is Time's Encomium, a 1969 album by experimental composer Charles
"Time's Encomium is the title because in this work everything depends on the absolute, not the seeming, length of events and sections. Being electronic, Time's Encomium has no inflective dimension. Its rhythm is always quantitative, never qualitative. Because I need time, I praise it; hence the title. Because it doesn't need me, I approach it respectively; hence the word 'encomium.'"
I have no idea what that means. Andrew Kiraly
Why do I save these creepy, yellowed old surgical gloves?
Because I wore
them during a volunteer trip to Costa Rica, where we saved a green sea turtles eggs from poachers by gathering them in the middle of the night and taking them to a nearby hatchery. Heidi Kyser
My house was built in the early 1950s and has all kinds of anachronistic
This is not a portable toilet chair.
It's actually a yoga prop -- for doing inversions without putting weight on your head/neck. Heidi Kyser
During this “stay at home” time, I have been working on projects around
After about two weeks of this routine, I found myself relaxing one evening -- and I mean relaxing! Head back, chin up, closed eyes, inhaling and exhaling, just trying to find the stillness within. Once grounded, I slowly open my eyes and find this full-grown weed growing out from the top of my aluminum patio cover. Upon further examination, I found several more weeds sprouting from the patio cover. I guess there has been enough debris built up over time that the weeds had enough to germinate and grow. So now it seems I’ve found my next project: cleaning the aluminum patio covering of all the debris. Christopher Smith