Wednesday, March 29, 2017

art with art lovers at the SFMOMA

Growing up my mother nourished us with art (post about that back HERE).  

Art in music and art in paintings, art in literature, and even things like the art of kindness.

My dad helped us drink in nature.  With things like "signs of spring" walks and writing poems about the intricacies of the miraculousness of this world of ours.

And I love that those two kinds of art intermingle and weave together in so many ways.

Just like my parents do.

But today I'm going to talk about the kind of art that you get to experience in museums, and I'm going to take you on a little tour of my favorite parts of one real quick right here on this post.

Because my sisters (including sisters-in-law...all but one who was too far away in Switzerland to get there gosh dang it!...we missed you Anita!) and I, along with my dear mother who taught us all to love it so much, got to experience the SFMOMA (San Francisco Museum of Modern Art) last weekend.

And art is even better when you get to experience it in a sea of fellow art lovers.

Yes I'm skipping right ahead from the reason we were all there together in the first place to the museum because that's all I have time for today...the rest is coming (which includes a deep appreciation of the art of nature, and an even deeper appreciation for those ladies I adore).

For now, let's just take a moment to appreciate modern art.

Because it is pretty awe-worthy.

Granted there is some modern art that is dark to me.  But the collection at the SFMOMA was quite grand and LIGHT, and I loved it.

This room was one of my favorites.
This is how the website explains it:

The Architecture + Design gallery has been overtaken by artist Tom├ís Saraceno’s site-specific project, a model for a utopian airborne city of the future that reconfigures humanity’s dependence on fragile ecologies and instead offers a network of inhabitable spaces formed like clouds above our heads.
 ...and I just thought it was so unique and almost like an "experience" to be in there and wonder how that artist's mind came up with it all.

I loved that wherever you look in that museum is art.

From the plant wall outside that huge window (below) to the ways the stairs were set up and how the silhouettes of the visitors look against that whole backdrop:

Every window had a story to tell:

And the staircases, although a mite annoying to try to follow to get between floors (we were kind of on a time crunch), were so beautifully and artfully thought out:
 See how you can see through to that other stairway through there?

We got separated in smaller groups as we tried to take in as much as we could before closing, but kept texting each other when we found something the others couldn't miss.

We all loved this creative portrait gallery.  I had to take pictures far away:
 ...and up close:
How in the world does that artist know what colors to put in there to make it look like a unified whole??

Here's another from further away:
And up-close:

This one was cool because it was a watercolor that looked just like a photograph it was so beautifully detailed.
 (Dang, no up-close of that one.)

But guess what the one below is painted with?
Again, how does that artist know from up close (these are huge), how to do the shading, etc.

I loved wondering.

And wished Elle was with me because she's in a drawing class right now and would have loved to wonder there with me.

Another fingerprint one;
...that used whole fingers to to that flipped-out part on the hair:

Then there was this other medium:
 ...which up-close looked like this:
 Super thick paper ...or maybe even felt (??) that looked like it was almost ripped into shapes.

Here's a close-up of one of the eyes.
 Again, how in the world??

 I loved this stack of wood:
Merging my Dad's love of nature with my mother's love of art.

It all comes together.

Artistic posing :)

I'm going to let the write-ups to the side of each of these next pieces tell their story because I'm out of time:
Isn't it cool all those dots can be painted in different enough sizes to make it look like a crinkled paper?

This one was so beautiful and sobering too (again, described below):

Quite a creative idea here:
 ...and here:

And again, here:

Oh boy, I love to wonder about how different brains function and think of all these things.  It's so fascinating to me!

We were excited about this one because this sis-in-law and my brother Eli painted their own canvas modeled after this that hangs in their NYC apartment:

 More art in the building itself:

 I think my girls and I are going to do something similar to that one up there on our chalk board here at home :)

A folded metal circle:

More building lookout art:
Oh my.

A reenactment of a picture we did in this same spot years and years ago.
Oh man how I love those art-lover-sisters of mine and the creative juices that we experienced at the SFMOMA that day.

And especially that artist mother of mine who infused art into our hearts for all those years.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

girl power

Back in February Dave and I heard some great things about the movie "Hidden Figures."  So we decided we'd better take our girls.

...which seems like a simple task, but it's not, even when we have done our best to clear Monday nights for Family Home Evening.  

But and we snuck them out anyway, and although we got home a little later than we hoped, we sure loved that movie.
As I looked down our row at them in that movie theater, the glow of the screen lighting up their faces, I felt such a deep love for them.

And for the fact that God sent me so many of them.

In a world where there is some confusion and discord about the power of women, how I hope these girls of mine can feel that divine spark within them, just as the women in that movie did.  

I hope that as they grow, that they can care more about turning out, rather than turning in, that they can let those lights that are so bright within them shine out to make a difference in the world in their own unique way.  And that they can find joy in the exertion of that shining.

And I hope that they will know, that no matter what happens in life, God's hand is always stretched out to them.  And that to Him, they are always enough.

I didn't get the chance to listen to General Women's Conference yet because I was away from Internet this last weekend, but I can't wait to listen...hopefully for some of it, snuggled up with those beautiful girls of mine I adore.  

The links are HERE if anyone wants to join us!

Friday, March 24, 2017

Bo Jangles the dog

I think I mentioned before that our vet told me the first time I took Bo in for shots that he hadn't actually worked with quite such a dramatic puppy before.  

And I mentioned that's just what we need: more drama around here.

I don't think I have mentioned yet, however, that we hired a dog trainer to help us know what in heaven's name to do with this dog of ours (we'd love her to be a good therapy dog for Lucy), and he let us know in no uncertain terms that Bo is one of the most "spirited" dogs he's worked with.

Great again.

This is how we spent the first month or so with this puppy of ours:

That and trying our darnedest to get her to go potty outside.  Yes, we tried the bell and everything everyone mentioned back in this post back HERE, (thank you by the way for all those great comments!), but she was a pretty slow potty learner at first.  And non-biter.  And non-jump-up-on-everything. (she is a puppy after all...)

Which has resulted in us removing every rug from the area of the house we allow her in (kitchen, family room, mudroom) least for a little while until she gets better at all this jazz.

She has ripped two pair of Dave's suit pants, caused some good debates between me and Dave (I think she loves him the most and he loves her not-very-much...YET!), and she has changed our way of life around here quite a dramatically.

We have to keep an eye on her all the time...or carry her with us:
She gets into everything we do:
...and is getting big enough that she is getting into even more.

She has to be right next to us no matter where we go.
(But I'll be honest I kinda love that.)

But some days I'll admit I have definitely felt pretty "woe is me" and kind of like a martyr "taking one for the team."

So would we do this over again? 


Because just look at this puppy:
(My friend took that picture...thanks Maureen!)

And look at these kids:

We really do adore her in spite of how she's turned things upside down around here.

The girls STILL come home from school and get over-the-moon excited having her run back and forth to them, waging her tail so hard that her whole body is waging and shaking with pure glee.

She provides endless entertainment for the neighborhood.  Here's one of the young women holding her doing yoga for YW one night:

And she's already the best little companion for Lucy.

Nothing can quite describe how it makes my heart feel to look out the window and see this:

 These girls cannot get enough of her.
 And she puts up with them so well.

She provides some serious entertainment when we give her baths and all her fluff sits wet against her tiny body:

And she just "graduated" from her training...
...which means...drum roll:  we have to keep training ;)


But at least we now know what to do and how to act and react to this new little family member of ours.

My sisters and I joke that I have a "mantra" I repeat to myself every morning:

"I like dogs."

Repeated three times.

They joke that I'm not ready for the "I love dogs" mantra quite yet, but I'll get there.


But really, I do love this dog of ours.
She has added something to our family that has a lot of potential :)

And I like it.
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