Saturday, June 23, 2012


June 23, 2012.  Swimming along a whitewashed wall, an ancient creature, menacing, mouth agape with a toothsome display.  Impossibly lit by the sun's glare, this prehistoric beauty swims along a barren reef.  I watch, unable to approach.


June 3, 2012.  Sunday, the Barnes in Philadelphia.  A broken muffler, a wire clothes hanger and a repair, just before the storm.  We were rewarded with Moses in the Clouds.  What a structure - pillar of white bathed in the sunlight.  A flat wreath on which to steady his feet to deliver his message.  A billow of white behind him, a halo for his head.  Pink is laced throughout, softening the image and maybe the message.