The old armory building in Shadyside occupies an entire block - the roof line rises above the tree tops along Alder Street. I imagine whole cavalry units drilling inside, not long after the turn of the last century.
These leis appeared last week at Elizabeth Perry's woolgathering, and I just had to make sure that you saw them. They look calligraphic to my eyes.
Went to hear a friend sing in a concert of Christmas music: Berlioz, Rutter, Vaughan Williams, and Handel. Stepped out of the church and into a snowstorm, with the temperature dropping - glad to be headed home, with all under one roof.
(I'll be out of town for Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve this year, so Pittsburgh drawings will resume in 2008.)
On Melwood Avenue, in North Oakland. In Pittsburgh, you can hold a parking space in front of your house with an old chair. Somehow nobody steals the chair, either. This one was particularly broken down, and I'm not sure why it had a bit of clothesline tied to the back. The back was the one part that still seemed to be holding together. Maybe it was like tying a string around a finger to remember something? I wonder what chairs have to remember.
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The Immaculate Heart of Mary dome is visible wherever you go in the neighborhood of Polish Hill. I've drawn it before, and I expect I'll return to it again. I'm fascinated by the way it appears and reappears in the gaps between buildings, in the sudden and unexpected spaces of the landscape.