Saturday, August 27, 2016

Beauty for the Soul at the Morse Museum

I love art, and I love art museums. So does my youngest daughter, who is 11. We often make the rounds of six of the local ones: Orlando Museum of Art, Morse Museum, Albin Polasek Museum, Maitland Art Center, Mennello Museum of American Art, and the Cornell.

My daughter and I took an impromptu visit to one of our favorites, the Charles Hosmer Morse Museum of American Art on Park Avenue in Winter Park.

The museum has the largest collection of works by stained glass artist Louis Comfort Tiffany and his associates.

 ~ cloisonne panel ~ 

"Still Life, Fruit, and Dishes"

by Gottfried Schultz

~ 1903, Carl Schmidt ~

Lady's writing desk


by Emile Charles Martin Gallé

The chapel is my favorite spot. Originally assembled in Chicago for the 1893 World's Fair, it was moved in 1898 to the basement of St. John's Divine cathedral in New York City. Noting its disrepair, Tiffany bought it back and moved it to his Laurelton Hall estate, where it remained until 1949. Many parts of it were sold off over the years, and what remained was badly damaged by fire in 1957. Over a period of decades, Hugh and Jeanette McKean of Winter Park lovingly salvaged what was left, and then located and purchased pieces that had been sold. The restored collection was reassembled in the Morse Museum in 1999. I am so thankful. The story brings me to tears. The chapel is stunning and reverent. See for yourself.

Christ Blessing the Evangelists

The rest of the Laurelton Hall exhibit is also quite beautiful. The Daffodil Terrace has been reassembled here in the museum.

Look up! The detail in the ceiling is exquisite.

In the Laurelton Hall dining room exhibit, we find the same motifs from floor to ceiling.

I get such a feeling of serenity here. I love the beauty.

So does my eleven year old daughter, who wanted to express her appreciation.


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Saturday, August 20, 2016

Look Closer: Red Bug Lake Park Through My Lens

~~ Look closer: crepe myrtle with dew ~~

It started with the moon - or rather with the teen who missed the bus, and our sleepy trip to the school.

I am driving home, waking to the world.

And then the moon.

Pale against the morning sky, floating over the poles and wires of the world.

I see the moon, and the moon sees me.
God bless the moon, and God bless me.

I cannot resist. 

And so I spend the next hour in Red Bug Lake Park.

First with the moon.

Then the sun playing with the trees.

Air ferns, magnolias, tree trunks. Always take the closer look.

Look closer again. I do love tree trunks.

The sun is over the trees, but look closer. Is that the moon on the water, a small white dot near the dock? Or not?

Tiny leaves, floating...

And a lily in the midst...

A dragon fly perched on the arch of a leaf nearby...

And what is this? Tree friends, cypress and palm, nestled together at water's edge.

Fronds dry and brown...

Another tree, light and shadow...

Look closer again, new life springing from an old wound. 

What secrets do these trees hold, draped in Spanish moss?

A hole in the trunk...

Look closer again, inside the darkened hole, a delicate spider's web.

A rotted stump...

Look closer again: on the other side, sustaining green life. 

The lizard, the crow, each sees a different view...

What do you see here? Looks like camouflage.

Really, I do mean camouflage. That is not a twig or a loose flap of bark, but a bug there. I would not have known, but it twitched.

The dewy grass...

Look closer again: a dewy spider's web in the dewy grass. I kneel down, propped low on my elbows to steady my hands for this shot. A dewy mama on a dewy morning.

Mushrooms of all shapes, sizes, colors... These are just a few.

 True, this?

What do you see?

Look closer again. Same photo, closer view.

Even the ant casts a shadow if you have eyes to see.

For grace and wonder,


(These photos were shot with an iPhone 6 and edited with Picasa.)

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