Day 8 - a photo of something artistic
The School of Athens by Raphael. This is inside the Vatican in Rome, Italy. Renaissance is my favorite time period in art history. I developed that love at an early age thanks to the most awesome art teacher that ever existed named Mrs. Murray (in a hurry). She had songs for all the time periods in art history that we learned from kindergarten through sixth grade. Then I was lucky enough to have her for my junior and senior year in high school and even one college course at the local community college the summer after I graduated. So when I was in Europe studying abroad for a month, I had to choose between Rome or Paris for my long weekend. I picked Rome and was glad I did. I could have stared at the various forever if it wasn't for the other three I traveled there with.
May 16, 2014
A local artist created this piece and had it for sale at the recent Arts and Music Festival that I went to. Since it is a family geared even during the daytime, she kind of had it sectioned off like an adult area of her tent with several pieces. It just reminded me of my time roaming the museums in NYC with sinfulslasher.
Day 9 - a photo of a vehicle
August 21, 2010
The above pictures are of my parents Ford van that was too close to the house fire. My dad and uncle actually hid behind this vehicle hitting the fire with a garden hose until the power went out, cutting the water supply because it was a pump driven well. The firefighters arrived and started with their equipment at that point to get the fire out. The van was actually totaled by the insurance, but my dad fixed it up and it still runs to this day. However, the melted pieces are still visible as a reminder of that day.
Day 10 - a photo representing urban living
Times Square in NYC. I have never lived in a truly urban setting. So visiting places like NYC just always blow my mind at the sheer size of the buildings, the ads everywhere and the number of people milling around.
The view from the Empire State Building in NYC. Buildings, buildings, buildings as far as you can see. It's mind boggling to me since I grew up with only one other house in viewing distance to me.
Day 11 - a photo representing country living
This is the view that always greeted me when I left the back porch of the house I grew up in. This building was some type of shed that my dad thinks was built in the 30s. It is just one example of the type of buildings I grew up around. Somehow this thing has survived a few tornadoes over the years.
This old piece of equipment is resting peacefully with nature at the northern family lake. One great uncle had a lake built by where I grew up and his brother had a lake built in northern Illinois near where he lived. My dad actually helped digging out that lake and he used this piece of equipment. Near where I grew up, there are many old vehicles like this communing with nature.