Yesterday I went to the National Gallery of Art for a scavenger hunt by Watson Adventures. It was an event posted by one of the meet-up groups I've joined, and based on the HP book series because I am renewing my fannishness of the series through my rereads with the kids. The hunt itself? Tons of fun. Getting there? Not so much fun ( Read more... )

I went to the Sugarloaf Craft fair with aflightoffancy, and we unwisely hit the food area first. I am soooo weak to food. They had all sorts of stands selling breads and cakes and cookies and suchlike, as well as artisanal maple syrup, honey, and various jams. I ended up with a loaf of raspberry crumb bread (which tastes just like a raspberry danish,)a fruit ( Read more... )

Yoinked from scdsam:

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Seriously. This is stunningly gorgeous. It's amazing how quickly and gracefully she executes this art form.

Meanwhile, this is less than awesome, but still slightly amusing, if you don't mind the righteous fury: Tinkerbell will turn your daughters gay. Why is this? Well, apparently because the new Tinkerbell isn't as scantily ( Read more... )

You know what I dislike? When I see comics or movies or cartoons (especially cartoons in comics,) where a person is crying, and what they look like is someone who is either kind of sad or perfectly composed...with water leaking from their eyes. Many trails of water, or a single, perfect trail ( Read more... )

I was thinking about those. Just little everyday things you notice that have a sense of incredible beauty about them. Like the reflection of water and light in a tunnel, dancing, line-patterned ripple marks. Or sunlight shining through leaves, or the reflectiveness of mirrors and metal. The pattern of curly hair. The little hollow at the base of ( Read more... )

I went to see the Rjikes museum and the Van Gogh museum in Amsterdam. It was like going to see the holy grail. (Until Wednesday, when I see the Louvre.) I remember when I was in high school art class, and my teacher liked to extol the virtues of seeing the Van Gogh paintings 'in the pigment'. She loved how chunky and textured they were. And she was ( Read more... )