An icon whose time is no longer on his side.
I came across this advertisement in Architectural Digest and was struck by the beauty of the photograph and its many incongruities. A lovely Annie Leibovitz photograph.
Carefully posed, not a cigarette in sight, the ravages of time and tide speak loudly on Keith Richards’s wonderful face. Even his Vuitton guitar case (!) has seen some miles. A fabulous portrait – both classical and poignant – of one of our greatest musicians.
Nothing like a clear morning.
The other morning Bertie, the resident Border Terrier at the old manse, raised a bit of a ruckus.
And the breakfast omelette was not yet ready ….
But as I trust the pup’s judgement, I popped the old noggin out of the front door to determine the source of the hound’s ire.
And there it was.
I don’t know about you but I have never seen a balloon which I have not loved at first acquaintance.
The sword is mightier than the pen.
Presumably her dad beats her mum after a few shots of Tezón.
Spotted in San Francisco. Hard to see in this small format, but the worker’s shirt says “When in doubt, knock ’em out”.
We are a violent nation, we Americans.
A modern cathedral of commerce.
It may not be quite in the league of the scissors arches at Wells Cathedral in Somerset, but the attention to detail in the Transamerica Pyramid in San Francisco and the elegant execution holds its own in the world of modern architecture. For whatever reason, these snaps seem to work nicely in a square format.
The fourteenth century designer of these arches in Wells Cathedral may not have had access to modern computers, but he did OK, no? Notice how the doughnuts confer strength while adding beauty. Simply wonderful. Somehow I think his work will outlast the Pyramid, given America’s love of tearing down good architecture.
And let’s not get too high fallutin’ about motives here. Both clients were interested in one thing – making some coin. It’s just that the folks who commissioned Wells were smart enough not to pay taxes, whereas the underwriters at Transamerica really would prefer that life was infinite as that means they would never have to pay up on all those life policies …. and you though life insurers were callous and uncaring?
Disclosure: I have a thumping great big term life policy issued by Transamerica on my life, so my son, the beneficiary, prays that the Pyramid and its owners remain standing. Me? I don’t care. Once I’m gone, that’s all she wrote.
The brains trust strikes again.
Proving yet again that intelligence is a disqualifying attribute if you want to work for the municipality of San Francisco, the twit who designed the seats in this bus shelter decided to make people on the right feel decidedly inferior to those on the left. No surprise that this citizen elected the highest perch!
