Sunday, January 22, 2012

The Artist

This afternoon I left the house and a ton of domestic responsibilities to slip into the River Oaks Theatre to see the film, The Artist.

For weeks I'd been wanting to see this movie, but after it took home the "Best Picture of the Year" Award at the Golden Globes the other night, I decided it was about time I moved seeing it to the top of my weekend priority list. I am so glad I did!

I had never seen a silent movie before, so The Artist was an interesting and fun experience.  But, more importantly, I had never thought much about how the "talkies" changed the lives of those in the film industry back in the late 1920s. This film made think about it.

How difficult is much have been for the silent movie icons, like George Valentin in the film, to see an industry change so much - so fast!  Almost without warning!

The Artist is a beautiful film about the past, but it is also a vivid reminder of the constancy of change and the importance of being prepared to accept it and to move along with it.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Martin Luther King, Jr.

Today, as we remember Martin Luther King, Jr. 
and celebrate his life and legacy, I am reminded of the many things he said that impact me still - like the quote 
I've posted on this page.

I found this quote many years ago. At the time, I was venturing into self-employment for the first time. It was a big step. 

Little did I know then how many steps would follow or the efforts I would have to exert to take them.

Instead, I had faith. Thankfully, it kept me going.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Lora Jean Kilroy Visitor Center

Houston's beloved Bayou Bend opened the Lora Jean Kilroy Visitor and Education Center in September 2010 as a "modern gateway to the historic collections and gardens." And, even though I live only a few blocks away from it, I had never stopped in to check it out — until today. 

I had read once that the building was designed by Houston architect Leslie K. Elkins and had achieved a LEED-Silver for its environmental efficiencies. I expected to be impressed by this structure, and I was.

Entering the center, I found an orientation gallery, a library, two meeting rooms and a retail shop. I spent some time peeking in the various spaces and, admittedly, more than a little bit of time in the boutique, browsing for treasures. I found a wonderful selection of unique items - in all price ranges. All were reflective of the quality, craftsmanship and beauty of Bayou Bend.

I especially liked some of the shop's hand-carved wooden bowls and jars; all were created by a local artist — from Bayou Bend trees lost during Hurricane Ike. I really liked that!

Another favorite collection were some decorative pillows hand-made in China. The one with the image of an extra-large ladybug on it almost came home with me! 

The shop, as well as the rest of the visitor center, is open Tuesdays through Saturdays from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. and Sundays from 1 to 5 p.m. 

A short walk from the center, and through a bird sanctuary and over a suspension bridge that spans Buffalo Bayou, is Bayou Bend, the magnificent home of Houston philanthropist and collector Ima Hogg. The house, situated on 14 landscaped acres, was designed by architect John Staub and constructed in 1928. Its Early American decorative arts and paintings collections are recognized as among the finest in the nation.

Bayou Bend Collections and Gardens is part of the Museum of Fine Arts Houston and located at #1 Westcott Street. 

Sunday, January 1, 2012

New Year's Tide

A neighbor of mine posted this photo on Facebook today, and I am simply fascinated by it. 

Not only because it is so symbolic of the season but also because I have chosen to spend this holiday weekend in Charleston - one of our country's most charming coastal cities.

I can imagine myself walking on the beach in this photo.
Watching the tide roll in.  Watching it wash away the past.
Watching it inch ever closer to where we are today.

I can imagine myself walking on the beach in this photo.
 And, being reminded of the old saying, 
"Time (or the tide) waits for no man."
 Nor any woman.

Finding this photo (quite by accident) made me smile.
Then, I was reminded of something else.
There are no accidents!

We are shown the things we are supposed to see.
We are given the messages we are supposed to receive.

And, we share what we are supposed to share!