Friday, June 24, 2011

Found Art Friday 57

Welcome to Found Art Friday where we gather to share some visuals of momentary appreciation.
Hereby witnessed by Bonnie Hotz in Salinas while maintaining the rose bush  -   blindly singing for our supper or hungering for love?  A literal representation of parenting. 
Differently fuzzy and pink from Aunt Madge in Colorado: "Hatching poppy or ((inspiring dinner jacket design)). There was a roving Mariachi band at the nursery today so she brought a frothy blender drink and her AstroTurf tennis shoes.  (The whole enchilada is working for us).  Speaking of dinner jackets:
And speaking of Los Angeles, in come three beauties from Art Brother, Richard Piscuscas:
L'ego Love
Lighting the Way
and "Half Tub on the Rocks"
Have a savoring of summer week.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Found Art Friday 56

Welcome to Found Art Friday,
Nearing the longest day of the year, what we aggregate here are series of images collected and shared that seem to manifest before our eyes or our minds in an artful way.  A moment plucked from time.
This Brewers Blackbird captured by Jim Lindenthal, strutting his stuff at the beach
Makes Art Ranger think that these two were "birds of a feather"
The above was transmitted by Bonnie Hotz in VegasSome weeks later, she witnessed Snail Ballet while drinking coffee in the garden 

As mentioned dear folks, The "art" Art that you find, need not occur Friday, that is merely our day of FAF presentation.  However, often times it turns out to be the most fertile day of having the camera on hand.
Today, we had a bit of "time to kill" sitting in our vehicle. Up drove this stunning truck of rust calligraphy to add to our ongoing patina collection

Plus one for the "Why we love being the mother of boys":

Stunt by Noah.  Sculpture by Addison Moore @ Monterey Regional Waste Management District

Have a story on us! And please don't forget your toothbrush or your camera.
Some of us remember times when cameras were used mainly on vacations.  Now cameras are inherent. They are part of peoples arms or pockets or eyelashes or sense of identity.  Images are bits and bytes.  How do we still cultivate meaningful and interesting visuals in a world of over-saturation?
Please submit your "found art" to

Friday, June 10, 2011

Found Art 55

Welcome to the Department of Homeland Inspiration!
In case you've just arrived, what we seek to bring you here on Found Art Fridays is a collection of visual art and language that interprets the surround, enlivens our awareness as beings in the world.  There is Art in museums and galleries and books and then there is art as it leaks into everyday life.

Due to last week's loss of circulation, today we post a more lengthy supplement.  Have you noticed how some days get eaten too fast? Especially a Friday involving automobile repair.
Because a local online newspaper will soon link up and synch up with this blog, our timing will now be: Friday morning the Art Ranger posts.  And throughout that week, your participation is invited and advised toward the next posts:  Additional entrees of subject happen when they happen.

Today's Found Art Friday is devoted to intersections of words with images.

Gathered from speaking on the phone with her mother, who has been giving tours to school children for over forty years as an "art docent";  a nine yr. old hand gets raised at the "old masters" show "What's that fuzzy thing above the baby's head?"
Speaking of museums, the Art Ranger attended a real live Art Event in Monterey (California) at a newly transformed public space:  Along with the refreshingly relevant and high quality contemporary art exhibition, the Ranger fixated on pieces from the permanent collection:  a "local artist" of the WPA era.  These fragments of drawing, cartography and language were beautiful to the hearing and ironic to the mind when held up beside our current conundrums in this state.  Jo Mora is so interesting that Google barely even carries him.
And From Pichard Piscuskas in Los Angeles, where we imagine that everyone might be writing or starring in a screenplay:
These two sent from Susan Needleman at different times

It was the A Ranger's good fortune to experience the above establishment.  Best of all was the smell, and the amount and color of light.  When poetry may fall out of the sky, how do we continue to make it? 
Favorite Political Campaign Mailing of all time

Hats off to you, for something we're sure.  And remember, found art  ART can happen any time any where, by being there now, or noticing to notice. 
The Art Ranger  (working on a blogature signature, but only 5 fonts offered here)