[aw, there I go again; too much radio during mornings’ watercolors]

All the while life, punctuated by rain [not shown] goes on despite

nearly losing the barbecue’s burning coals to unexpected winds from the south

which blew deluges through during dinnertime.  Not to mention the next morning.

As Kirk Robertson said re Nevada Weather; “if you don’t like it/look out the other window”.

Or stay inside and peruse Geoff Dyer’s “The Street Philosophy of Gary Winogrand”*.

Saturday brought more rain, a wet trip to Planet X Pottery’s

Memorial Day Weekend X-travaganza wherein I

saw old friends and came away

with another four beautifully unnecessary bowls.

As usual.

Clearing

brought Magpies raucousing out from their chaotic nests

to raucously try out their initially tailless birdness in

perfect weather for that and

for May’s moon to come up, fullishly.

 

*[ An engaging book, full of detours and surprises, wherein Mr. Dyer accompanies 100 eclectically selected Winogrand images with a wide range of essays, riffs, digressions, dissections, critiques and in this instance [1969, Copenhagen], bypassing the obvious, an erudite meditation on Kirk Varnedoe’s arguments** concerning the origins of impressionism’s ‘visual protocol’.]

 

**Kirk Varnedoe, “A Fine Disregard: What Makes Modern Art Modern” [London, Thames and Hudson, 1990]