See you tomorrow under normal operating procedure.
Most of my aliens in paintings pictures have been pretty bucolic. Fortunately our museum, the Mia, has a Delacroix. And this painting offered me some unique opportunities.
I've been viewing this painting for decades and, to be honest, I never quite got what was going on.
Until now.
Technically speaking, as you read this, my vacation will be over, and I will be back at work. Today, then, are officially the last of these high speed photo heavy postings.
Naturally we wonder what will be next on Clerkmanifesto.
Will it be...
1. Deep coverage of the Women's World Cup?
2. A new obsession with Glensheen Mansion?
3. Cozy, fireside tales of life at Minnesota's Premier Public Library?
4. Bitter tales of life at Minnesota's busiest public library?
5. Exhaustive and idiosyncratic book reviews from a week and a half of fanatical reading?
6. Cocktail hour?
7. Even more weird pictures of crashed alien spaceships?
Yes, probably.
I have a lot of pictures still to post. Some are better than others, but I can't keep readjudicating that over and over, so now we'll have to take my pictures as they come. No more: "I liked this the first seven times I assessed it, but isn't it now suddenly... not so great?"
Nope, if it's in the 'to be posted' pile, posted it is.
But I'm not posting fast enough so I'll be picking up the pace from here.
Although the other possibility is I can go back into your past and infill more posts that you have already seen.
So I'm basically saying:
Either the rate of pictures will now be increasing, or it will continue at the same rate you've been experiencing which is higher than what you would have been experiencing if it weren't for this moment of reckoning!
Moment of reckoning?
Moment of reckoning. That would make a good title for this column!
What was the old one? You ask.
I don't know. I haven't written the old one to get rid of yet.
Anyway, here's another picture of a coyote.
Maybe it even fits the title?
Of all the things I could show you,
If you could see the way her smile makes me feel,
We could change the world,
And not need to.
Maybe you were getting the hang of the random photographs singly posted throughout the day, and now here I am throwing you for a loop by showing you a bunch of pictures all at once.
I had to look that up: 'thrown for a loop'. It looks like maybe it's a boxing term, which doesn't offer either of us that much explanation. Apparently the theory is it's like one gets hit so hard they do a kind of cartoon backwards somersault. It's from the twenties. It sounds like it's from the twenties, the other twenties, one hundred years ago.
Alas this only makes me sadder to have thrown anyone for a loop here.
Maybe I could just knock you over with a feather?
Anyway, I have broken our vacation rhythm here to post a group of pictures. But there is a reason! I have done this because these photos all have a common element or, um, theme.
No, probably not a "theme". That's too high falutin'. But I think you'll get the idea when you see them.
No, I don't know where "High falutin'" comes from.