Seattle. Sunday. Sculpture. Sun. Sky. Sea. Sun. Shadows. Sunset.
Alexander Calder's "Eagle", with the moon and with Elliot Bay and the Olympic Mountains . Teresita Fernadez' "Seattle Cloud Cover", polka-dotting the cityscape, and then with Roxy Paine's "Split" at sunset. Shadow of Hemlock trees on a wall, really just as sculptural as any of the "real" one's in the new SAM Olympic Sculpture Park.
There is nothing in all the world quite like a sunny, blue sky day in Seattle, just like the song goes. The views cannot be beat. The new sculpture park on the waterfront only improves the surrounding views, the art enhancing the surroundings, and vice versa.
We met my brother, his wife, and our nephew there on Sunday afternoon, staying until nearly sunset. Other free things we while there: Played at my parents' house and in the yard. Saw a free Seattle Symphony community performance. Played with cousins, second cousins, and my parents' neighbors' kids. Parks. Libraries. Delved deeply into family roots: stories, memories, photos, movies, and other ephemera. Saw relatives I haven't seen in ages, even one I didn't even know existed before, and another I didn't realize was still alive.
Yet, like always, it's good to be back home.