Gift to the Streams – Dreams in the Park

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The Last Week Of May – Effortless

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“Effortless” – © chriscondello 2013 – Sculpture of Stone – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – I had a crowd this morning… From the bench they quietly cheered me on… They told me I made it look effortless… Hence the name…

Stacky

“Settlement Pond No. 3” – © chriscondello 2013 – Sculpture of Stone – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – Nine Mile Run begins its Frick Park journey by traveling through several man-made settlement ponds… The purpose of these ponds is to allow litter and pollution to sink to the bottom before being carried to the Monongahela River…

Belly

“Sewicide” – © chriscondello 2013 – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – I regularly see kids playing in this creek… I always see dogs swimming… I wouldn’t throw my enemies in this water… I build these sculptures because I understand… I understand that nature can not always watch out for itself… Sometimes… It needs a little help…

Relic

“Relic” – © chriscondello 2013 – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – Built by a few neighborhood kids that have now moved to the beach… This teepee is a reminder to me that this park is making a comeback… I thought that someone would surely destroy this… But nope… Someone is maintaining it…

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“Public Display” – © chriscondello 2013 – Frick Park – Pittsburgh, PA – Photo from the weekend… I found this Wild Geranium pretty early in the morning… The sun was not in the right place… So I waited for about 45 minutes until the sun was just perfect… As I was setting up my shot… This damn insect landed on the flower… Slowly turned its head toward me… And stared… As if I was the asshole… So I settled…

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“Popular Opinion” – © chriscondello 2013 – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – I guess not everyone is a fan of peace… Or 100-year-old Victorian homes… Or art…

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“Plant Petunias” – © chriscondello 2013 – Whitney Avenue – Wilkinsburg, PA – When in Pittsburgh… Expect to see a bunch of petunia photographs this Summer…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

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For My Friend

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“Singular Squill” – © chriscondello 2013 – Calming blue… Soul soothing tones… The perfect companion on a day like today…

I wrote this yesterday… But I couldn’t press post until today… Sorry for the delay…

Today I received some grave news regarding a close family friend… Things are not looking good for him right now… This is not something I have had to deal with in quite some time… My initial feelings were rather cold… Having used heroin for the better part of a decade… I had become accustomed to regular death… Almost hardened to it… I expected it… And as a user… I embraced it…

It took roughly ten minutes for what I had just been told to sink in… Oddly… My initial feelings reminded me of being dope sick… I just felt ill… My initial reaction was purely physical… My stomach twisted… My head started to throb… Then I realized what was happening…

My face got warm… And it became difficult to see… Weird… My mind left the present… And immediately focused on the past… Memories… And not the bad memories I commonly associate with the people I used to use drugs with… But good memories… The kind you relate with a real friend…

The feeling was so foreign to me that the only thing I could comprehend doing was heading to the woods… It is the only place that makes any sense to me at all… Walking at break neck speeds… I choked back tears along the entire seven block walk to Frick Park… I have severed a finger without making a sound other than quietly asking to be taken to the hospital… I don’t cry… But today I cried…

Normally when I get in the woods I become a different person… I become highly aware of my surroundings… I look for color… Observe movement… Listen to everything… I don’t just think of it as walking through the woods… I walk with the woods… I don’t subtract… I add…

Today was different… I was expecting the good forest vibe to trump my grief… I was expecting the trees to kill my pain… Or at least dull it… Like an opiate dulls physical pain… But it did not… Although I was no longer on the brink of crying… I was still lost in thought… As I walked aimlessly through the woods… I realized that my mind was far from the present… I had no focus… I had no aim… I was just off-balance…

As I started to realize what I was feeling… I was able to focus it… And use it to some degree… Though I would compare it to learning to walk all over again… Normally… When I find a place to stop and work… I can focus on the present and get right to it… But today I could not focus… My mind was in the trees…. My mind was with my friend…

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“Watching” – © chriscondello 2013 – It is difficult to write about the feelings I had running through my mind while I was on this rock… Really painful…

As I clawed my way to the top of the steepest trail in the park… My mind was focused on getting as far away from the relentless onslaught of people walking their dogs through the park as humanly possible… On a normal day… This is one of the parks best attributes… But not today…Today I needed to get as far away from them as possible… I needed a place to be invisible…

At the top of one of the trails lies a shale outcropping… From this rock… I can see five trails… From this rock… I can see myself… From this rock… I can see you in the pale gray distance… I will do more than this stack of stones… Maybe 100 stacks… Maybe 1000 stacks… I just don’t know… I won’t know until it feels right… The only thing I do know… Is he deserves more… It is very rare to know someone who has had a positive effect on every person they came in contact with… Those that do… Deserve something special… I don’t grieve like most people… And I don’t memorialize like most people… But I do cry…

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“Holding Up” – © chriscondello 2013 – Because when you needed a friend to help hold you up… He was always available… And willing to help…

I will create art……
I will plant trees…
But most importantly…
I will not forget…

peace – chriscondello

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Value Hue or Shade

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The last of the snow clings to the shadows…
Shadows of winter that always face north…
As the shadows fade with the end of winter…
Spring and its flowers begin to push forth…

Take your time to observe your surrounding…
Natures beauty never fails to awe and inspire…
Even in winter when you look you will find…
A minimalist landscape for your artistic desire…

Black and white make colors seem bright…
When mixed together they neutralize and fade…
Who wants to be just another neutral gray…
When you can be color in any value, hue or shade…

peace – chriscondello

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Whiskey and Water

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Whiskeys worth drinking… And water worth a fight… Forget your past… And do what’s right…

No need for the negative… Leave them in dust… Remember your money… Says in god we trust…

So forget your excuse… No time for delay… Get up off your ass… And go out and play…

Play on the land… And explore the sea… In your own heart… Sing let it be…

Why wait for a rainbow… When you can create one… Waiting is boring… Creating is fun…

Create for the future… Not for yourself… Put your worldly needs… On the back shelf…

Because life is too short… For the few in your way… If you let it go… You will have your day…

peace – chriscondello

 

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The Orange Glow Of The Night

The last of the leaves are being blown from the trees… Winter has finally arrived… The chill of the night is sharply enhanced by the wind… Thirty mile per hour gusts… And the first snow i have seen this season… Life is simple… Life is grand… Life is peachy…

The essence of the late night atmosphere—however you choose to look at it—is really about heightened awareness… The obvious lack of sight awakens your other senses… Take a moment and listen to the natural rhythm of your surroundings… Once the melody is established… Foreign noises will jump out of the sound scape… Disturbance of the rhythm… Is a disturbance of the natural peace… A foreign being… A predator… how true to life…

Tonight I am not alone… Neighbors cat… And the sound of the wind… Snowflakes in the orange street lights… And that oh so familiar constant dog barking in the distance… Winter in Wilkinsburg is something else… No one screaming… No one fighting… Just me…

Some abandoned houses whistle in the wind… Loose boards clap… And old floors moan… The wind-blown leaves rustling on the ground… Are what bind the song together… A song that you would never hear… Unless you took the time to stop what you are doing… And let nature teach you… Be ready to listen… And always be willing to learn…

nature is the ultimate artist – chriscondello

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