POTD: Gridlock #11

Gridlock #11
Asheville, North Carolina

Asheville isn’t really a big high-rise kind of town, as this bank building suggests (in a round about way anyway). If there were a lot of other tall buildings downtown, the windows in this one would more likely reflect other buildings rather than sky.

POTD: Cold Fingers

Cold Fingers
Asheville, North Carolina

It was a rather chilly day when I took this; chilly enough that sitting on the cold bare concrete didn’t seem that appealing to me much less trying to pick out a song with cold fingers. But these two didn’t seem to mind (the grimace on her face was from belting out the lyrics, not the cold) and the song was actually quite good.

POTD: Masterpiece Theater

Masterpiece Theater
Asheville, North Carolina

This guy is just painting a rain spout but his shadow’s pose suggests a master painter at work on a great piece of art. You might have noticed I name a lot of my photos after song lines or common phrases; I guess I’m better at making associations than I am at being truly inventive. This immediately brought Bob Dylan’s song When I Paint My Masterpiece to mind, but I’ve used that one before so I chose the next best thing, or at least it was the next thing that came to mind.

POTD: French Broad

French Broad
Asheville, North Carolina

Although it sounds like an exotically crude reference to the young woman gazing intently in the window, the French Broad Chocolate Lounge took its name from the French Broad river that flows through Asheville.

POTD: Dead End

Dead End
Oskosh, Wisconsin

This photo is from Wisconsin but seems to fit well with the series of street scenes from North Carolina I’ve been posting so I’m including it here. If there ever was a good time to apply the overused “j” word in describing a photo, this might be it. But instead I’ll just say these are about the two most compatible unrelated signs I’ve ever seen (at least since the photo of the thirsty monk and 7-up signs the other day).

POTD: What Would Duchamp Think?

What Would Duchamp Think?
Chimney Rock State Park, North Carolina

Marcel Duchamp is said to have practically invented conceptual art with his entry of a urinal as a sculpture titled Fountain into an art show in 1917. I wonder if the painters of the restrooms in Chimney Rock State Park knew they were in a sense following in Duchamp’s footsteps?

Duchamp’s original Fountain sculpture was destroyed, but he eventually authorized a limited number of reproductions, one of which I saw at the Tate Modern museum in London some years back. I was not impressed, but then it’s my understanding that with conceptual art you aren’t supposed to be impressed so much by the physical art itself but the ideas behind it. Or something like that.

For my money, Duchamp’s best work was his cubist painting Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2, which I’d have to say is on my top ten list of all-time favorite paintings. Interestingly, Duchamp’s painting was influenced by the early stop motion photography of Eadweard Muybridge, in particular an image titled Woman Walking Downstairs.

Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2
Marcel Duchamp