Yesterday's photos were two chairs, so let today be two tables. The first was my office desk. Then there's this:
I liked the reflection in this glass-topped table in a beautiful, old room at the University of Saint Louis School of Law, where I was a week ago.
October 18, 2006
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What does the eye see?
The drudgery of endless cleanups, spills, fingerprints, smudges, waxy yellow-buildup. Schmutz. Dirt. Everywhere.
Mirrored glass is the hardest to keep clean.
Glass table-top =
Losing battle with endless Windex.
Peace, Maxine
Jeez Maxine you are such a downer sometimes! May I suggest you take your jaundiced eye for a drink and help it unwind a bit? My eye didn't see anything remotely resembling waxy yellow buildup. Or schmutz. Or dirt -- anywhere. Obviously, this room is impeccably maintained.
I covet that woodwork (and the staff that maintains it.) What a beautiful, beautiful room!
But Joan, that's what my eye sees?
Should I lie and pretend like I see something I don't?
The eye sees what it sees.
And my eye sees dirt---at every turn.
New pair eyes?
Peace, Maxine
Maxine: New pair eyes?
When's the last time you cleaned your monitor?
Nice shot.
Did you study photography in college, or is it something you learned on your own?
Are you saying there's no dirt in St. Louis?
St. Louis has dirt just like anyone else.
Maybe they hide it better, but it's there.
Peace, Maxine
Maxine -- I can confirm we do have dirt here. And we don't hide it.
Ann -- It may be different for the Law School, but the undergrad institution goes by SLU ("sloo").
Rev: Thanks. No, I never studied photography. I'm using automatic settings, then tweaking in iPhoto, which is easy. The main skill is picking a subject and framing it. That's purely mental.
A lovely room. I think that everything you see above the doorframe (reflected upside down in the tabletop)is made of plaster. The cartouche running up the wall with the urns and acanthus leaves intertwined prolly is too.
wow, you have really intense crown moulding. That's gotta get dusty.
Oh, that's not yours. nevermind. I'm drunk.
Also, I want to say that I don't like glass top tables. Or white carpet.
Ann, was this the room where you tangled with Prof. Fallon?
Gosh, I wish I had known you were going to be in St. Louis.
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