This pretty little flower is blooming right outside our door. The red is so vibrant, it’s hard to photograph (especially with my iPhone camera). I’m going to use this color red as inspiration — for the laundry room color!
Uh oh, the cracked screen on my iPhone is starting to chip away. Sick!
Saturday morning, I had the luxury of driving around and doing some thrift store shopping in North Carolina. I hit my favorite thrift stores in Calabash, Sunset Beach, and Ocean Isle. (I found some cool items too, but that’s another story.) Heading north on Highway 179, I saw this very awesome sign right next to Big Nell’s Pit Stop; I have truly found my candidate in the next election.
There’s really nothing else to say.
On Sunday (February 10), Mama and me made it down to Brookgreen gardens to see the much anticipated Silent Cities Tour.
The tour is described as:
Walk through former slaves and plantation owners’ graveyards and hear about the historical burial customs of European and African origin.
It was actually a very cool little trip, and a beautiful day!
The clouds this morning
To see more images from the NYC trip, click here.
At a recent visit to the new Beach First Center (the first LEED-NC building in the area), I happened to notice these really cool sculptures in the lobby.
There are 100 pieces depicting the native flora & fauna of South Carolina. Upon further investigation, I found that the sculpture was the work of Joe Walters, who resides in Charleston, SC and can be contacted through his gallery. The sculptures are made of styrofoam, plaster, steel, cellulose, polymer clay, sand epoxy, mesh, glue, and paint.
My pal Melitssa took these pictures at a party last Thursday night. They are so cool (especially the owl); I had to share.
This past weekend, I was able to explore an abandoned tennis court in North Myrtle Beach. I added the photographs to my series of views on the Abandoned Grand Strand. Things falling apart stand in stark contrast to the surreal, neon tourist destination that the Grand Strand has become. If you look closer, you start to see the entropy everywhere. The artifice of the bizarro volcanoes & pyramids exists ONLY because of the shadows and cracks. And vice versa. In a city with no history, it’s all history.
My grandparents used to run a plant nursery at their house located on a major road leading to Florence; the complete frontage of this property was occupied by a daylily field. When I was a kid, that daylily field was acres and acres wide. My grandparents can’t take care of the field as well as they used to, but the summer flowers are still beautiful.
This weekend I was able to explore a nearby abandoned minigolf course. Some of the photographs turned out nicely.
I’ve also got a series of pictures taken at an abandoned hotel in Myrtle Beach, prior to demolition.
Neon, new development, and tourists are the defining features of Myrtle Beach; I am consistently intrigued by the places where this “icing of newness” is absent. Maybe next time, I will get around to photographing the icing, so people who haven’t visited this area can better appreciate the voids for themself.