I don’t pretend to know what modern sculpture is. But that doesn’t stop me from making this page – modernish sculpture in our front yards.
Stop and park. Find the birds. It is a bright orange stucco house so it should be easier. There are more than you think.
Several dozen car-part bugs sit in a kiosk at Peter’s Automotive on Cedar. They wait. A bug’s life.
No rhyme or reason to the collection of stuff in front of 1608 MLK. Kanji! And a prayer for Wendy.
Olivia Hunter’s violet and pink celebration of butterflies, dragonflies, owls, and peacocks. And Dutchess III, dog royalty.
In which I start photographing columns, stop photographing columns, and then go gaga over these Camelia Street beauties.
Pirate images from our front yards and some lightweight musing on our fascination with imagined pirates.
As the old Cody’s rises from the ashes, a bumper crop of new Mark Bulwinkle work is blooming. Outside, inside, steel, sheet metal, tile. Oh Happy Day!
In the shadow of Alta Bates, a quiet neat street. And lots of ceramic animals. Dogs and cats and turtles and most of all, penguins.
More murals! My 11th post on murals. Who knew? Great new murals and – best of all – three photos sent by Quirky Berkeley readers. Who knew?