Posted in Art, Everyday Art, Food, Gratitude, Haiku, Home, Photography, Place, Practice, Vehicles, Vision, Weather, tagged diners, everyday objects as muse, I love my BlackBerry, love of photography, making light of the dark, Mickey's Diner, night owls, Nightshots, photography as art, places I feel at home, places writers call home, running through rain, shadows & light, staring through windows, the practice of haiku, the practice of photography, vintage, windows as freedom on November 27, 2009|
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Berth Of The Night Owl, outside Mickey’s Diner, St. Paul, Minnesota, November 2009, photo © 2009 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
drenched beads of lens sweat
black fog that spawns crusty rain
berth of the night owl
Sometimes the best shots are unplanned. A few weeks ago, Liz and I drove through St. Paul after going to see a music performance of Strange Attractors. It was almost midnight, rainy and foggy. We parked at different spots downtown and took a series of photographs. She stepped out into the rain; I stayed behind and shot from the car. I feel lucky my partner is one who loves the night (and art) as much as I do. It provides opportunities for creative sharing that might not otherwise take place. And we can spend downtime together in our art studio in Northeast Minneapolis.
The best part of this rainy shot of Mickey’s Diner through the windshield is the BlackBerry sitting on the dash. When the photo is viewed in its largest size, you can clearly see the raindrop reflections on the screen. They make it look like the rain fell through the glass. This time the photograph was not taken with the camera phone; she’s one of the stars.
Other Night Owl posts from over the years:
-posted on red Ravine, Friday, November 27th, 2009
-related to posts: haiku 2 (one-a-day), WRITING TOPIC — WINDOW
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Posted in 13 Moons, 25 Things, Body, Bones, Everyday Art, Family, Growing Older, Haiku, Home, Life, Love, Maps, Memoir, On the Road, Photography, Place, Practice, Relationships, Seasons, Travel, Vehicles, Wake Up, tagged Cadillacs, cemeteries, Clarks Hill Dam, diners, family legacies, Georgia, lineage, Natural Bridge, Pennsylvania, pink Cadillac, Pink Cadillac Diner, road trips, Roadside Attractions, South Carolina, spending quality time with family & friends, tanka, the practice of haiku, the things I carry, things I learn from my family, things I learned on the road, traveling in the South, vintage cars, Virginia, Westover Memorial Park on October 25, 2009|
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Pink Cadillac, Hindsight, outside the Pink Cadillac Diner, Natural Bridge, Virginia, October 2009, all photos © 2009 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
Back in Pennsylvania. I always think I’m going to post more than I do from the road. But at the end of the day, I find myself exhausted. Out as soon as the head hits the pillow. Perhaps it’s the introvert in me. I love traveling West to East, North to South, all the people I see only once a year. I wish there were a dozen of me. Maybe a baker’s dozen.
Yesterday I drove 13 hours back from Georgia with Mom. I spent this October day with my family in Pennsylvania. It’s almost 4am and I find myself wide awake, wanting to write. It’s the best I can do to post a haiku, a note, a few photographs from the Pink Cadillac Diner in Natural Bridge, Virginia. It’s a little off the beaten trail. Mom was finishing up her ice cream cone while I walked out to photograph the Caddy. A young woman strode proudly up behind me with her two daughters, camera in tow.
“My dad took a photo of me in front of this very spot,” she said, “and now I get to take a photo of you.” Snap. I watched her daughters gleaming next to the rusty chrome. “Would you like me to take a photo of all of you together?” I asked. “I’d love that,” she smiled, rushing over to hand me her pocket camera.
Lineage. Family legacies. The things we pass down.
The day was perfect for driving. The light illuminated by Fall. I hung my head out the window and snapped photos of a sunset front over Virginia. There is so much to tell. For the time being, will you settle for the highlights?
- visiting the Gertrude Herbert Institute of Art in Augusta, Georgia with my mother
- walking with my dad through the Brick Pond Ecological Park in North Augusta, South Carolina
- dining on my uncle’s chili he’s been making since he was 12
- riding on the back of my brother’s Harley Softtail
- driving through Virginia with the mountains framed in gold
- visiting my paternal grandparents’ graves for the first time with my aunt
- photographing a historic Sand Oak at Westover Memorial Park Cemetery
- standing by the Savannah River on the down side of Clarks Hill Dam
- spending the day on the Georgia side of Clarks Hill Lake working on family history with Mom
- watching the Vikings/Steelers game with my family
- grits, sweet tea, barbecue hash, boiled peanuts
- seeing the faces of my brother and mom at the airport when I land
- talking to Liz on the new BlackBerry from Sconyer’s Bar-B-Que (she asked for hushpuppies)
- Twittering across the Mason-Dixon line (and the rest of the 1200 mile round trip to Georgia) with the same said BlackBerry
- photographing the October Blood Moon rising over Pennsylvania, setting over Georgia and South Carolina
- writing haiku in the air, Minnesota to Maryland and Pennsylvania
- watching my sister-in-law tap dance across her living room floor (and later my niece and brother’s fiancee danced across the same floor)
- The Beatles Rock Band with my niece, nephew, and brother in his living room
- attending a huge Halloween bash with my aunt at the Julian Smith Casino building where in the 1950’s my mother used to go to dances and work barbecues to raise money to build a local church
- laughing with my family, North and South
- stopping at the Pink Cadillac Diner in Virginia with Mom on the way home from Georgia
season to season
hindsight is 20/20
reflecting the past;
future remains uncertain,
jumps hoops through the looking glass
-posted on red Ravine, Sunday, October 25th, 2009
-related to posts: haiku 2 (one-a-day), WRITING TOPIC — MEMORIES OF CARS, WRITING TOPIC– ROADSIDE ATTRACTIONS, you can’t go back — 15 haiku, Cassie’s Porch — Then & Now, Excavating Memories
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Posted in Food, Great Places To Write, Memoir, Photography, Place, Quotes, Random, Writers, Writing, tagged Ann Patchett, diners, Memoir, Mickey's Diner, Minnesota, St Paul, Truth & Beauty, Writers, Writing on October 24, 2007|
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Mickey’s Diner In The Rain, Rainpainting Series, outside Mickey’s Diner near the Fitzgerald Theater, St. Paul, Minnesota, October 2007, photo © 2007 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
It’s been a long couple of weeks. Mr. Stripeypants has started to eat hard food again and seems to be on the mend. (Thanks for all the good energy any of you might have sent his way.) I’m up writing and preparing a post for tomorrow. But for tonight, easy does it.
Mickey’s Diner In The Rain was shot outside Mickey’s Diner late last Tuesday night after Ann Patchett’s talk at the Fitzgerald Theater a few blocks away. If you’re around these parts, you might want to catch a bite to eat.
Otherwise, it was quite a lively day at the bottom of red Ravine. Stop by any time. The parking is free.
I wanted to keep her as much for myself as for her. We had a wonderful time that visit. Even when Lucy was devastated or difficult, she was the person I knew best in the world, the person I was the most comfortable with. Whenever I saw her, I felt like I had been living in another country, doing moderately well in another language, and then she showed up speaking English and suddenly I could speak with all the complexity and nuance that I hadn’t even realized was gone. With Lucy I was a native speaker.
But Lucy was never going to live in Nashville. Even if it might have saved her life, it wasn’t the life she wanted.
Dearest Anngora, my cynical pirate of the elusive heart, my self-winding watch, my showpiece, my shoelace, how are you?
-from Ann Patchett’s memoir, Truth & Beauty, A Friendship, Harper-Collins Publishers, 2004
-posted on red Ravine, Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
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