Weekends during the month of June were packed with travel, and my shutter finger worked overtime!
I’m still glowing over my time in Atlanta with my son, exploring public art and architecture, cocktails and cuisine, and green spaces. Then last weekend I was able to spend the weekend in Greensboro, NC to photograph a wedding. Some of you have visited Karen’s blog about hiking, and she most recently posted about her daughter’s wedding.
I am not a professional photographer, and definitely not a wedding photographer, so I was a bit nervous (to say the least). I’ve known the bride since she was a young teen, and despite my nerves, it was an honor to try to capture the joy of this fun loving couple.
The time I had to photograph downtown Greensboro was limited, but I wanted to share a bit of it with you. Some of these images were taken with my camera, and several with my cell phone.
The city is a wonderful mix of old and new architecture,
with a proud and tragic history.
During my morning walk, I learned that Martin Luther King was scheduled to speak in Greensboro on April 4th, 1968. He cancelled his visit to stay in Memphis one more night where he was assasinated that same day. If only …
Within a few minutes walk from Elm Street, the main drag in downtown Greensboro, is the Isley House. Built by German immigrants, circa 1845, the log house was moved from its original location when the historical museum took it apart and reassembled it here.
My morning walk took me past public art,
and along the train tracks.
Finally, just a few random images.
Believe me, a cold beer tasted great after hours spent with the camera.
Thankfully, my friend Tim was there to help me!
I’m home for a couple weekends but the next trip in two weeks will be on the motorcycle!
You all understand the challenge. You travel to a new city / country / place and arrive back home with a zillion photos to work through. It takes time, but it also offers the opportunity to remember the experience and relive the fun.
I was in Atlanta for just 48 hours, but oh my gosh, I had a blast! My son Andrew, who has only lived in Atlanta for 2 years, knows the city like someone who has lived there much longer, and he was an excellent tour guide around this diverse, exciting city. He took me to the Jackson Street Bridge, a local landmark known as THE place to get a shot of the cityscape.
With this post, and the two that follow, I’ll introduce you to the Atlanta that I experienced. The posts are longer than typical for me, but years from now I’ll look back and be able to remember everything.
While quite the tourist attraction, and evidently a bit controversial, the Atlanta Skyview allowed me to see Downtown from on high.
All images were taken through the glass of the gondola.
What fun it was to ride high above much of the city!
The Skyview towers over the 21 acre Centennial Olympic Park, created for the 1996 Olympic Games. Today the park performs a dual mission: it serves as Georgia’s lasting legacy of the Centennial Olympic Games and it anchors efforts to revitalize residential and commercial development in Georgia’s capital city of Atlanta.
We spent much of my visit in various parts of Midtown, which is the “second largest business district in the city, situated between the commercial and financial districts of Downtown to the south and Buckhead to the north. Midtown is known for it’s cultural attractions, architecture, and urban layout”.
We visited walkable, intown neighborhoods, each one unique with shops, restaurants, and public art.
Visit my post on Monochromia to learn more about Celebration by Gary Lee Price.
Listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1971, the current Dekalb County Courhouse was completed in 1918. The four previous structures were destroyed by fire, war, and demolition.
I’m sorry to say that I did not document the name or purpose of this next building, but I loved the architecture.
Whether commisioned or not, public art is everywhere. On the sidewalk, seen during my morning walk,
and along the Beltline, the city’s bikeway / walkway system.
“The Beltline is transforming the city with a combination of rail, trail, greenspace, housing, and art. It will ultimately connect 45 intown neighborhoods”.
Public Art can be found in Piedmont Park,
and sadly, along the streets.
If you’ve visited my blog in the past, you’ve learned about Ghost Bikes.
When taking shots from the Jackson Street Bridge, Andrew pointed out a sticker for Tiny Doors Atlanta, an Atlanta-based art project bringing “big wonder to tiny spaces. With the installation of a door, what was once a wall or the column of a bridge becomes an entrance to collective creativity and an invitation to whimsy”.
As we walked along the Beltline, Andrew pointed out this tiny door. How cool is that?
I was also enamored by the messages posted on various streetlamps. The words of Harry Crews, an American novelist, playwright, short story writer and essayist, are posted here.
“So far as I can see, nothing good in the world has ever been done by well-rounded people. The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges, because those edges cut things and leave an imprint, a design”.
Next Post: Atlanta Cuisine and Cocktails
On our last full day of fun in Sarasota, we were able to take another long walk on the beach,
followed by opportunities to explore some of the downtown architecture, Farmer’s Market, restaurants, and street activity.
We also visited the Marietta Museum of Art & Whimsy, where “part of the mission is to collect and preserve work of artistic and whimsical importance. Our collection is bright and colorful. The artwork will lift your spirits and, hopefully, inspire creative expression”. It was a bright, sunny day, and these images do not do justice to the colorful, metal works.
Take my word for it, our spirits were definitely lifted!
Before I knew it, the time had come to fly home. What an incredible 3 days! I’m grateful to have friends who value this tradition as much as I do!
Thanks for coming along with me on the adventure!
Every December, some friends of mine and I host a fundraiser to benefit local charities, and this year we held the event at Rockwood Manor.
Built in 1876, the home, now turned Bed and Breakfast, is simply stunning. I’d loved to have spent hours taking photos, but as I was working the fundraiser, I didn’t have as much time as I’d have liked.
The history section of the website notes that “the home was designed by architect Burkholder and built by contractor Pettijohn, who were both from Lynchburg, Va. Oversized brick with decorative slag were made on-site. The house boasts sixty-five extra-large windows, some with Jefferson-style openings that rise into the twelve-foot ceiling; seventeen fireplaces on five chimneys; ornate plaster work; and medallions. Outside over the windows is wrought iron on a tin metal box framework”
The perfect porch for sitting and sipping.
Parquet floors, made of alternating walnut and ash, add even more warmth and beauty.
The floating staircase
The Dining Room
The ceiling of the Sitting Room
Glasses waiting to be filled
Perhaps an old smoke house? I wish I’d had time to find out!
One of many historic items to be seen on the property.
Hopefully I can return at some point and learn more about the history of this treasured home.
Thank goodness the family knew it’s value and sought to restore rather than sell.
Continuing our ride through western Maryland and into southwestern Pennsylvania (see On the Road), we reached Fallingwater in Mill Run, PA with a few minutes to spare before our 10am tour.
Fallingwater, “one of Frank Lloyd Wright’s most widely acclaimed works, was designed in 1935 for the family of Pittsburgh department store owner Edgar Kaufmann Sr”. (comments taken from Fallingwater literature).
Constructed between 1936 and 1939, the home was made of sandstone quarried on the property and was built by local artisans. The stone serves to separate reinforced concrete trays that were cantilevered over the stream.
Our guided tour (no indoor photography allowed) lasted about an hour and while a bit rushed, was fascinating. We enjoyed hearing about Wright’s architectural themes, the extensive process involved in making this masterpiece, and the occasional design disagreements he had with the Kaufmanns. New York Times architecture critic Paul Goldberger called Fallingwater Wright’s “most sublime integration of man and nature”.
Fallingwater was the weekend home of the Kaufmann family from 1937 until 1963 when Edgar Kauffmann, Jr entrusted the house, it’s contents and grounds to the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy. The home was opened to the pubic in 1964 and over 5 million people have toured the home since that time.
After our tour we walked the trail to the Visitors Center, Museum Store, and Cafe.
We enjoyed lunch in the environmentally friendly cafe with food that was healthy and locally sourced. Reusable dishes and utencils! Recycling! and a relaxing view.
If you are anywhere near this National Historic Landmark, I urge you to go. Definitely a highlight to our trip.
Next Stop: Pittsburgh!
This year’s Annual Meeting of the Virginia Council of Nurse Pracitioners is being held at the Hyatt Regency in Reston, Virginia. During one brief break period, I dashed outside to feel the warmth of the winter sun and to use the camera to photograph something besides NPs in the conference setting.
The Reston Town Center has an outdoor Ice Skating Pavilion and on this beautiful, 60 degree day, I was drawn to photograph this unique facility against the bright blue sky.
The strong lines of the human made structure against the natural clouds and trees provided a striking contrast.
When I finally directed my gaze downward, I had to smile at what I saw.
Refreshed and energized, I headed back inside to continue the work of the conference.
Celebrating 40 Years!! Nurse Practitioners: Your Partners in a Healthier Tomorrow!
How often do you pass by a building or place, maybe even every day, and even though you know it has intriguing characteristics, you never stop for a closer look? The New Mt Olive M.E. Church has always drawn my attention, but I’ve never taken the time to investigate.
The church sits on a hill in a neighborhood off one of the main roads in my small city.
As I rode by on the bike one day, with rain threatening, I decided to stop and check it out.
The building materials are simple … and reveal signs of wear.
The church was originally built in 1889, but was either renovated or rebuilt in 1929.
I think what attracts me most is the way it sits up there on that hill, somewhat majestic and slightly imposing.
Wonder what it’s like inside?
An organization that I belong to held a meeting at a local church last evening. Grace Episcopal has been a part of the Radford community for over 100 years and is a lovely old building. As I walked up to the church, I was struck by the windows.
From the inside they were even more beautiful, and against the setting sun, were the color of amber.
As I left the house this morning, I decided to run by and take one more picture, this time of the the building, and not just the windows. What a difference a day makes!! Yesterday was sunny and bright. Today a 6 inch snowfall!
It’s been an excellent conference, filled with opportunities for increasing knowledge and catching up with friends and colleagues, with time for good food and wine and even a little fun!
This morning I also found some time to get out early and shoot some of the sights around the restored area of Williamsburg. I took many photos, but what struck me the most was how warm the bricks looked with the 6:30 am sun shining on them.
I’ll post more pictures from the restored area later … for now, I hope you enjoy the early morning warmth and sunlight.