Thursday, April 28, 2011

At Rest

I was glad to see that my mom wasn't the only one putting gloves and mittens up to dry at the end of a busy day. After taking in the Portland Museum of Art Biennial yesterday afternoon, we ventured down to a few of the wharfs off Commercial Street and caught a glimpse of the working waterfront at rest. Back in another life, late winter afternoons usually found the big radiators in the den on Stevens Avenue fully stocked with a myriad of colors, shapes and sizes, as our 'working' gloves, mittens and socks stumbled upon a bit tranquility after a hectic winter day. Luckily, there were lots of the big radiators, because with four kids, there were lots clothes that needed a 'rest'.

13 comments:

  1. What a wonderful image this is, Birdman! You just keep getting better and better. I've missed you, too, and have appreciated your greetings through our mutual friends. We could have used those radiators during one of our days in Menton with Jilly. My, how it rained!

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  2. Those mittens look very well used!

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  3. Very modern art there, I liked it!
    Thanks for your welcome comment, you are always so gentle! :)
    Now I'm going to enjoy your previous stories and pictures!I love your stories!
    hugs
    Léia

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  4. You've captured a very interesting image here!

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  5. Wonderful image with layers and contrasts... Your stories are always fabulous!

    Bises,
    G

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  6. I like this display. Nothing better than putting on warmed gloves from the radiator.

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  7. Great memories of coming in from the cold on a frigid winter day!

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  8. This is such a lovely picture Birdman and I always enjoy your commentary. Thanks for sharing!

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  9. It is a nice image, Birdman.

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  10. We did the same thing. Amazing. I'd forgotten all about that. I can still smell them, too!

    It's pretty cool how you see things around you that bring back memories of another time.

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  11. You have a mysterious playfulness going here with the hard-working gloves and the other shrouded garments. What is the sound of one glove drying?

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  12. Great image. Nothing like a day at the museum.

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  13. If this is art my mom is Caravaggio...

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