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Monday, October 22, 2012

Down the road and one block west...



A few hours from now, just short of ten minutes away, President Obama and Mitt Romney will be squaring off in their final debate before the elections. It looks like the entire world has gathered on the campus of Lynn University, network vans and satellite dishes and barricades and nearly everyone I see on tv news circling their wagons on the newly landscaped lawns. We drove past to see what a world event looked like. But down the road and one block west was our Sunday at the Morikami Gardens, a million miles away from everything. It feels exactly that far, thankfully, while you're there.































7 comments:

Daydreamer said...

Amy, Thank Heavens for Down the road and one block East!! It might just save us all from the Insanity of a Political Election Year!!! Remind us that the Real world is out there.... in all it's beauty and variety... that it can't be boxed up or defined by one set of parameters.... or even two... or three....
It's Vast, Timeless, Humbling... and Beautiful beyond words! Isn't that what Thoreau was trying to say... go out in the woods... Look around you....
Your pictures are Breathtaking!
(Is that a tiny Leaf in the bamboo water spout?)
I love the Heron eying the carp that are almost bigger than it is! I tried to have goldfish in my tiny garden "pond" at my old home... a heron would come to dine there regularly!
Thank you for sharing your walk with me...

Amy said...

An hour and a half to go! I think I might travel back there in my mind during the debates, if I just can't take it anymore...

Thank you, B. The Morikami is one of those places where the pictures take themselves, you would love it there. It's not a leaf there in the spout, but wouldn't that be lovely? It's algae and moss, but it's the most incredible shade of green, lit from within, almost.

What you would especially love is the exhibit this month in their museum - Japanese dolls that aren't toys, but meant to tell stories or protect houses or keep children healthy or bring happiness . Some played drums or toppled or lifted masks to their faces when a crank was turned. And some told terrible tales, of spurned women turned into wrathful monsters, or showed the internal organs, or sprouted horns and revealed pointed teeth to show the transformation of the human in the inhuman. And then there were puppets...an amazing show.

Daydreamer said...

Ooops, Amy, I think I meant to Type West, not East! (I hope you knew what I meant...!)
That Museum exhibit sounds fascinating! I had a couple of Japanese Lady dolls a Long time ago... in their beautiful Kimonos.... I let them go at some point along my way.... But I have always been fascinated with Historical Dioramas... more than just Ethnic doll collecting... I usually wanted to see the whole context! At the other end of my fascination is the costuming.... that usually mattered more to me than the doll figure itself...! Someday I hope to be making detailed historical costumes for my mini dolls... once I get their historical contexts done.....! No hurry, right? Lol!

rosanna said...

Beautiful, enchanted place. I'd need to go oftener to Nature, it heals and sooths.
Thank you for sharing this patch of Heaven.Rosanna

Sans! said...

I remembered you once showed us this garden and it has become even more beautiful. Incredible colours and I do envy you your wonderful camera (and of course the skills that these pictures command). I was admiring the brilliance of the blue and green in the last 2 pictures when I read your comment reply to Bets that it was algae and moss in the spout. Are they there in the water too?

Last Sunday, we ran to our Botanic Garden, a garden which we inherited from the British and saw a black swan in one of the ponds.If only my camera was better...

and if only I could see the exhibition of the dolls...

Amy said...

Betsy, that wasn't you at all, it was me-I realized that the Gardens were actually west of the debates and changed it, you were just fine. I still have to think a few seconds which is my right and which is my left.

Dioramas-yes, I love them too. I think one of my primary motivations for making stuff is to emulate the dioramas I saw at the Museum of Natural History, and at our local Takapausha Preserve, and at every small museum my parents took me to. All that wonderful real/not real, the frozen time, the illlusions, the theater of them, like time caught in a box.

Sans, it's so close by I should be there all the time, but, of course, I don't, and them I'm ashamed I'm not. The blues and greens are the camera picking up on all that lack of humidity, which is like another element here, along with rain and heat. One those few humidity-low days, the sky gets so heart-breakingly blue, and the greens get bluegreen, and the water just drinks up all that color. But you're completely right, there's a lot of algae, I think because all the streams and waterfalls and ponds are man-made...maybe?

I wanted to share the exhibit so badly, but there's a strict and totally understandable ban on picture taking inside. But I muttered the whole time, wanting to capture all those amazing doll-faces...

Amy said...

Rosanna, I agree completely. I have a tiny, so tiny little garden out back that I shouldn't have the right to call a garden it's so small. But the few minutes I spend out there watering and weeding it gives me so much. Every time something buds and blooms out there I feel like everything is ok, for a few minutes.