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Posts from the ‘Ephemera’ Category

Beaubourg

April 24th, 2013

Daniel Pontius

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A Saturday in Beijing

April 13th, 2013

Daniel Pontius

Every city has smells of street food that waft in the air. Some of Beijing’s Yams & Mutton.

 

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Holiday Wreath

February 15th, 2012

Daniel Pontius

This 5′ diameter wreath Daniel Pontius created from the remains of  a stormy Santa Ana night in Los Angles. It was constructed from gathered palm tree stems,  pine branches and cones–entirely green.

Sunset

March 29th, 2011

Daniel Pontius

There wasn’t time to take any photographs of pillows this afternoon. I was just looking out my bedroom window and imagined the view as a pillow fronts so here are some pictures.

Happy Easter from Grandma Griffith

April 4th, 2010

Daniel Pontius

As a child we would visit my grandparents in Jasper County, IL. They lived outside Newton on Rural Route #4 where they owned seasonal greenhouses: geraniums, petunias; tomatoes, lettuce. The town square had the Jasper County Court house in the center, a drugstore (soda fountain; vanilla cokes) and a kind of General Store with a pet section. I liked to look at the animals for sale and wonder about humanity.

The surrounding villages had relatives in places that the proverbial blink would have you miss them. A favorite past time was shooting at birds in the woods with a BB gun. (There was a hierarchy of birds and my brother and cousins and I could only shoot the sparrows that Grandma found annoying because they took over the bird houses she put up for cardinals and blue jays). We attended my born again Uncle Ray’s church dressed up in suits and ties.

This Easter Card is from my Grandma, Inez Griffith’s, things (b 1917– Nora Inez Childress– d 2001). Grandma Griffith called on people from her church and her community–people who lived in places like Ste. Marie on the Embarrass River, Hidalgo and Rose Hill. There are 4 Easter cards and this is the best. I love the Rose window — and the  pop out surprise– the Gothic archways, with the light of God shining through–a contrast to the church that she or anyone else attended in her community–which is perhaps why she never mailed it.