Cultured

I spent my Saturday afternoon floating along in another museum, the Hawaii State Art Museum (HiSAM).  Located downtown pretty much right across St. Andrew's Cathedral, the museum is actually housed in the original site of the Royal Hawaiian Hotel.  I attended summer school for about six years at St. Andrew's and I've never known about this museum.  The building itself is amazing.  It's so sad though with Hawaii's government in a financial mess that there is hardly any upkeep for the building.  In comparison to the Honolulu Academy of Arts, the HiSAM is quite tiny.  But no one minds when you see what they have displayed.

Renamed the No. 1 Capitol District Building, the scrollwork and other architectural details were modeled after the Davanzatti Palace in Florence, Italy.

Yoko Haar

Erosion #2, 2000  Ceramic relief

Satoru Abe

Copper Cutout Series, 1985-1992  Copper

Two of my favorites.

Fred Roster

The Eye of the Storm, 1994  Stone, wood, and cast bronze

It's all in the detail.

Satoru Abe

East and West, 1971  Welded copper and bronze

Bookmark

Thank you, Samantha.

Total Benefit

I've been obsessed with skin care lately and after trying out the Benefit b.right! Radiant Skincare makeup remover, I'm keen on trying out their Triple Performing Facial Emulsion SPF 15 PA++.  A mouth-full, but oh so amazing.

Or hell, maybe I'll just grab the whole line.  The packaging is to die for. 

Strut on, baby.

Die-hard

Last night I watched VH1's 100 Greatest Artists.  Every so often they'd have other artist's ballots on their top five favorite artists of all time.  So for the three hours that I was watching, my mama and I tried to come up with our personal list of top five artists.  That honestly has to be one of the most challenging things to do.  After sleeping on it I still can't organize a working list.

A list I do keep though, is a list of songs and artists I come across.  I have one on my phone as well as in a journal and on the notepad on my computer.  I bought a notebook specially made to keep track of these kinds of things but like usual, I neglect my notebooks.  I should make that my summer project: transfer those lists into the book.  Ah, we shall see.

Afternoon Delight

This past Sunday I was lucky enough to have the day off from work allowing me to visit the Honolulu Academy of Arts with my family.  I haven't been there forever, easily since elementary school.  I assumed it wouldn't be much, just a few pieces here and there and mostly locally-themed art.  I was completely wrong.  The facility itself was beautiful.  A mix of old and new architecture, there was gallery after gallery filled to the brim with amazing pieces.  The curators at the Academy of Arts really take pride in their exhibits.  For me, the highlights of the afternoon were the Renaissance, Baroque, and Romantic era themed galleries, the Greek sculpture and pottery gallery, and the rotating gallery which this time around held the Artists of Hawaii 2011 exhibit.  If you have the chance to go, check out this gallery before it's gone.  I also fell in love with the Mediterranean Courtyard.  So peaceful and bright. I'm definitely going to make a point to come to the Academy more often.  

Daren Waterston's 'Forest Eater' exhibit.

Donald Dugal

Twenty Improvs on a Bougainvillea Hedge, 2011  Watercolor on paper

Richard Pousette-Dart

Savage Rose, 1951  Oil on canvas

Chandelier in the Romantic Art gallery

Marble statue in Renaissance era gallery

Mediterranean Courtyard

Home-work

Source: CheaperThanTherapyDesign

Day Tracker

Since I was about ten or eleven, each Christmas I'd get a 365-days of Italy calendar.  Back then I really didn't have a reason to keep track of the days.  Now that I do, it's as if the days pass me by without my appreciating them.  Looking at my calendar tacked on my wall it's stuck at May.  MAY!  Where did June go?  And now we're half way through July?  If ever there was a sign telling me to slow the fuck down and enjoy, this would be it.    

Lust

What is a friend?

It is a single soul, dwelling in two bodies.

                  - Aristotle

Call of the Wild

(Sleep) Deprived

I have trouble falling asleep.  As each night passes it gets worse and worse.  I don't know what it is and I don't know why it is.  What I do know, however, is that I've found that I'm the most productive late at night or early in the morning, however you choose to look at it.  If only the world were on the same timetable.  Wouldn't that be swell?

Nightlife

Coiled lights and a

black, black sky.

Flickering candle 

(of the battery variety),

atop a stack of unfinished journals. 

Whiskey dreaming,

temptation haunting.

Other rooms filled with

silent sleepers dreaming deep dreams.

One, eternally awake.