Thursday, October 28, 2010

(round each corner there's a chance)

Grand Rapids hosts this awesome thing called ArtPrize, which is an international art festival/contest/social experiment where the winners are chosen solely by the votes of the general public. The venues are parks, restaurants, museums, and basically every other type of public space in Grand Rapids imaginable. So essentially downtown GR is a bustling beautiful venue of art for two weeks. This happened at the beginning of the month and I’m only posting about it now…oops. But here are some of my photos from my ArtPrize adventures:

[me & Carley & A GIANT ELEPHANT!]

[Carley, taking some nice pictures]

[one of my favorite sculptures]

[Carley, right before I yelled loud things to her]


[trapped by art! muahaha]

[oh what a Grand River]

[Noah, climbing on stuff]

[me, hanging out in the giant G that spelled out "Grand Rapids]


My favorite ArtPrize entry was Plan B, by the Beerhorst Family & friends. The description of work reads:

"Our Artprize 2010 will be an out door installation that will simulate a post peak oil world where electricity is only intermittent and almost everything used to keep daily life humming along has been made out of preexisting products and materials. A combination of very old technologies with what can be patched together out of the rubble of what has been made before, fallen apart and left behind.

The current world of high speed internet and smart phones is all an ongoing modern miracle that all works so well but the nagging question is if and when it comes down what is our plan B. Our Art Prize entry will be an artistic attempt to answer this question."

Some photos from it Here.

Monday, October 25, 2010

(a frightened trapeze swinger)

It has been yet another late night working on a paper for my lovely World Cinema class. The film of topic: Wings of Desire, directed by Wim Wenders. It was quite a grand film, and another one I would recommend. In a very simplified description, it's about an angel named Damiel who begins to dabble in the idea of becoming human to pursue trapeze artist Marion and to experience what it feels like to be human.

Made me think of my favorite Iron & Wine song, 'The Trapeze Swinger'.

"An angel kissing on a sinner
A monkey and a man, a marching band
All around a frightened trapeze swinger"


In other news, I bought a ridiculous blonde wig the other day. Watch out world.


My bed calls...goodnight!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

(my heart like a kick drum)

Luke Dennison and I have been dating for 10 months, which I think is pretty swell.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

(been to jackson square)

Ok, I know using lyrics to the Mason Jennings’s song Jackson Square as the title of my post may be a bit foreboding, but I promise that isn’t my intention. I simply chose those lyrics because this post is about my recent trip to New Orleans a few weekends ago.

My mother and I flew to New Orleans for a weekend to attend my aunt’s bridal luncheon and bachelorette party. My aunt (my mom’s half sister) is named Lauren and just graduated from pharmacy school and is soon to marry a wonderful man named Dustin. I’m very excited for them.

We arrived in Louisiana on Friday, and spent the day with my grandfather, his wife Ellen, and my aunt Lauren. Then all the festivities began on Saturday.

Saturday morning we woke up and got all dressed up for the formal bridal luncheon my aunt was throwing for her bridesmaids. They rented a room at a fancy restaurant that overlooked the French Quarter. The food, from the soufflé potatoes and champagne to the Baked Alaskan for dessert, was absolutely heavenly.

[the private dining room]

[me, Lauren, Mom, Ellen]

After the luncheon my mom and I went with Lauren and some of her bridesmaids around the French Quarter, allowing us a chance to purchase a few souvenirs. Then we went to the hotel for the start of the bachelorette festivities. There was more champagne and the opportunity for Lauren to open all her lingerie gifts. After that we changed into our clothes for a night on the town – Lauren in pink and the rest of us in black. We also donned feather boas, mardi gras masks, and armed ourselves with beads to give away to people. Then we hit Bourbon Street for an evening of alcohol, utter craziness, and fun.

[me & mom, dolled up for the night]

[the whole crazy group of us]

[balcony over Bourbon Street, where people throw beads from!]

[me & Fats.]

The next morning we woke up and walked to CafĂ© du Monde from our hotel, which is one of my favorite restaurants in New Orleans – they have the best beignets! “Nothing cures a hangover like coffee and beignets.”

We checked out of the hotel, went back to my grandpa’s where I took a quick swim in his pool (in the 90 degree weather!), and left for the airport. It was a short but very sweet weekend.

[view from hotel room]

[Jackson Square]