I recently licensed 10 of my images to be included with the new French edition of Dawn of The Dead. It was known in Europe as Zombie. The people who put together the box set included the images as separate prints that are suitable for framing or in a scrapbook. I thought this was every clever. All the images and over 40 more are included in my book, Zombie Nights: My two Nights with The Living Dead.
I have always been fascinated by paddlewheel boats. Maybe because I grew up in Pittsburgh or maybe because I met my soulmate on the Gateway Party Liner. In any case I find them fascinating to watch. These photos are of the Mini-Ha-Ha on Lake George New York.
The only paddle-wheeler on Lake George is the Mini-Ha-Ha. It is also the loudest. It’s steam horn is enough to make you jump and when it is docked it plays loud and mostly awful calliope music. It is much prettier when it is out of port in the middle of the lake and the dock area much quieter.
Lake George is a beautiful setting in the Adirondack Mountains. It has a very old history for a new world settlement dating back to the before the French and Indian war. French missionaries settled the area in the 1600’s. There is however no evidence remaining of French culture in the area.
This is probably due to the fact that the English garrison at at Fort William Henry was sieged and eventually everyone massacred during the French-Indian War. Although the British eventually won this pre-revolutionary struggle, French culture was largely driven out of New York State. The Fort has been restored and is now a Museum and next to the Museum is the Fort William Henry Inn which is a popular vacation destination. Every day young pipers welcome tourists and cannon-fire greets the day.
OK, so technically this is not really stolen art. The Art Institute of Chicago allows you to take pictures in most areas as long as you do not use flash photography. I rarely will take pictures inside a museum but do enjoy photographing sculpture so when I saw the Chagall Windows I almost felt compelled to take pictures of them. We had seen more of Chagall’s windows in Nice but these are pieces he created specifically for the United States audience.
This is my best viewed video ever with over 1500 views on Vimeo and Youtube so let’s revisit Pari-Roller. It’s Friday night in Paris. Thousands will gather at Gare Montparnasse to skate through the city at night. I liked it so much I even made a T-shirt which you can buy a T-Shirt at my commercial site by clicking here.
Biot is a medieval village in the hills of Provence between Antibes and Nice. It is what you would expect of a Village in Provence. Narrow ancient streets, historic ruins and great little cafes and restaurants. What makes Biot unusual is the ancient glass works that have been there for centuries. You can visit the glass works and see today’s craftsmen blow glass works of art in the same way they have done for centuries. You can also spend as much money as you want in the shop. Of course even the town street map is made from ceramic glass.
Every time I visit the Louvre, I try to see new parts of the Museum. I still haven’t seen it all in my three visits and probably never will…it’s just too big. The last time we found a new sculpture room and some work we had never see. I don’t know who the artist was but I swear the eyes of this statue follow you as you go through the gallery. I walked by it a couple of times and it made me feel kind of creepy like this guy was watching me.
I have a love/hate relationship with “modern art”. One complaint is a clear definition of what constitutes “Modern Art”. I sure in some University a professor thinks they can clearly explain it and maybe they can, just not to me. When we visited The Pompidou Centre in Paris I was amazed and also put in hysterics by some of the displays.
There was one salon that had a small wall with five pieces on it.There were five ostentatious gold painted frames of different sizes arranged in a standard gallery pattern. Each frame had an oil painting of solid black paint…nothing else solid black, thick old black oil paint. I was laughing so hard I had to exit the salon, tears were streaming down my face. But then there were some amazing works also displayed like those below. The building is incredible and even the elevator is a work of art.