Fred Conlon is a comic genius. Seriously…check out these new pieces…
Fred Conlon is a comic genius. Seriously…check out these new pieces by our hug-a-bug friend and creative force, Fred Conlon.
He works with scrap metal to up-cycle junk into his playful sculptures.
I look at these pieces and just break into a smile…with a touch of a little giggle.
His attention to detail makes each piece one-of-a-kind. I want them all over my courtyards at home. I am a “why own one when you can own them all?” kind of girl…but where to start? Collecting is about a beginning with one.
This past November, I found myself unexpectedly and briefly on the beach…
This past November, I found myself unexpectedly and briefly on the beach in Montauk, New York, for a couple hours. My friend and I came across some stacked stones. I think stacked stones are magical. And I have played with stacking myself.
These unexpected temporary sculptures are the combination of an artist’s desire to create something beautiful and some gifts of nature. Which makes them magical to me.
I took these photos with my phone with the Instagram app. I dig Instagram and would love to see your photos, too. So…find me…caseysimmonsloveswaves and let’s become Instagram buddies.
I am totally hooked on Instagram. I am a visual person. I guess that is pretty obvious to anyone who has been to STUFF or has ever met me. So, I believe Instagram was made for…
I am totally hooked on Instagram. I am a visual person. I guess that is pretty obvious to anyone who has been to STUFF or has ever met me. So, I believe Instagram was made for ME. And all my visual friends…which is pretty much everyone I know.
Earlier today I was experiencing the Friday blahs, and I thought, “I don’t feel like working. I just want to sit around and play with Instagram.” Here is where the big fat idea bulb went off….
Commissioned art piece by Lori Buntin for STUFF.
This is my first Instagram image blog. I have this ingenius plan to post them anytime I feel like being inspired at my own store. Enjoy.
April Wallace little painting.
Amy Meya SculptureCabin Vase CollectionDash & Albert rug samples.
I have never really liked the “when life hands you lemons, make lemonade” saying. It has always bugged me, and it doesn’t sit right.
I have never really liked the “when life hands you lemons, make lemonade” saying. It has always bugged me, and it doesn’t sit right. I like a good motivational saying – my Pinterest board “Sayin’ Something” is full of them. But that one, not so much.
Yep. The camera is on the roof of the car. The only way to get a good family shot!
When life, parades, business and commitments stepped in a few weeks ago and blew the plans my family and my sister’s family had made for Spring Break, we didn’t pout; we just changed our plans. Well, the youngest among us cried her eyes out, but the rest of us remained relatively calm. We were to have skied in Steamboat, but, instead, we took a road trip to Dallas. See? Nothing like lemonade.
My view from inside the huge Richard Serra piece at the Nasher Sculpture Center.Great art placement at the Nasher Sculpture Center.My favorite shot of my husband at the Nasher Sculpture Center.
And it was fantastic! What a great American city. The night before we were to leave, I typed my new favorite combination into Google “boutique hotel in (choose city name)” and happened upon the Belmont Hotel. Just over the Trinity River from downtown Dallas, and the view from most rooms was unstoppable; the view at night from the pool was a picture postcard.
We did our part as tourists – and those who like to spend money with locally owned businesses – and stayed in a locally owned hotel, ate meals in 4 locally owned restaurants, and, visited two tourist destinations located downtown. The Dallas World Aquarium and The Nasher Sculpture Center have found happy homes in urban settings.
Everything about the Hotel Belmont was understated and well appointed. Even the courtyard.My sister and her daughter takin' in the views of Dallas from the second floor.Too good a shot to pass up.
We left much to go back and see, but that has been the way we’ve traveled with our son. You must always leave one thing undone in a destination so that you always have a reason to go back.
Lookin' pretty good after 8 hours in the car!
The Dallas World Aquarium was nice. The best part was when my husband decided to call it a terrarium after we had walked through the three floors of animals, spiders, and cougars, and finally made it to the lower level…where the aquarium part was. The whole building was packed to the gills with humans – never the best way to view nature – so we paced ourselves and took it all in. However, there really wasn’t enough sea life to put aquarium in the name.
I live with a funny man, and every time I think of the aquarium/terrarium comment I smile.
Extras and details:
My son turned 15 the day before we left for Dallas. He thought this trip was his birthday gift.Too many breakfast choices at Bolsa Mercado. Decisions, decisions.Sh*t eating grins at the Nasher Sculpture Center.
I fell in love tonight with a naked man in a museum.
I fell in love tonight with a naked man in a museum.
With my 14 year old son standing by. I was not embarassed by my behavior.
I love Friday nights at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art because there are never crowds of people and it always has a hint of a festive mood – that “end of the week” buzz. The guards are a wee bit chipper and make more than eye contact. The rooms hum with the feeling that, although the weekend will be busy, this is the real calm before the storm. This is when the “real” stuff happens. This is when the art sings to you in a quiet room and sinks in a little deeper.
That’s exactly what happened between me and “Man Falling” by Auguste Rodin. He sang to me and I fell in love.
He works with scrap metal to up-cycle junk into his playful sculptures.
I look at these pieces and just break into a smile…with a touch of a little giggle.
His attention to detail makes each piece one-of-a-kind. I want them all over my courtyards at home. I am a “why own one when you can own them all?” kind of girl…but where to start? Collecting is about a beginning with one.
