This post is more than just about weeds and butterflies.
Starting with weeds, Mona Caron is a San Francisco-based artist who paints beautiful large-scale weeds in murals that make them magnificent. Her weeds aren’t the ugly plants you want to get rid of in your garden. They are objects that surprise and delight your senses. They appear to grow wild rising up from parking lots in the middle of cities, bringing life to barren cement boundaries. Gorgeous!
The artist couldn’t have said it better about weeds and why she paints them:
They may be tiny but they break through concrete. They are everywhere and yet unseen. And the more they get stepped on, the stronger they grow back.
Air is life. Water is life. Land is life. Don’t give up
— Mona Caron
Before I explain about some other weeds, please be sure to see some of Mona Caron’s butterflies before I get onto butterflies.
For the last 2 weeks, I’ve been dealing with my own weeds. My main database and mirror backup were having issues. I asked my husband to help look and diagnose what may be wrong. I believe that in the process the software that we used to diagnose may have damaged the files. They both failed recovery. My last full backup was before I took my trip to Scandinavia in June and this is in tact. I’m still in the process of locating and trying to recover newer files. I’m not sure what was actually lost since I’ve been using Dropbox and my main database since the last backup. Most new files may be OK. Fingers crossed. This has just taken an exorbitant amount of time, so much so that I haven’t been able to stay on track for every other weekly posts or had a chance to post about a birthday and some recent events. I’ll do that now
Peter surprised me with an unexpected getaway Saturday before my birthday at The DC Wharf Intercontinental Hotel. We call it “our son’s hotel” because he’s the project manager for the construction firm supervising the build. It’s complete but they still have some punch outs to do.
It was unfortunately, crappy weather with snow and rain. Not many people were out and about but it was pretty outside. We enjoyed it from inside at the Canopy hotel’s Whiskey Charlie bar, next door, where we had a wonderful experience before, and which I’m realizing that I never got a chance to write a full post about, so I’ll add a snap shot of pictures from when we visited last after seeing the Vermeer National Gallery of Art exhibit in December. This was after I had helped concoct a signature marzipan-flavored drink that was served for brunch to celebrate my sister’s 50th birthday at Magnolia’s on King. After attempting the drink on our own with Disaronno that came in a fashion-Missoni bottle, we found the better and perfect tasting drink in the WC Mainstay cocktail at The Canopy. Now we know how to make it!
This time, however, I lost a single glove and liner that fell out of my pocket somewhere between the top floor bar, elevator and front desk. I noticed immediately before leaving and backtracked but still couldn’t find it. No one turned it in and I’m missing those gloves now. I had those liners forever! They help manage my Reynaud’s all throughout the year. The replacements just don’t cut it. Letting it go…we had a delicious meal at Al Crostino, an Italian restaurant near the Black Cat, where we danced to 80’s music for three hours despite spraining my middle toe earlier that day. This was a great workout; even though our knees hurt the next day.
This included breakfast in the hotel at Kith & Kin the next morning as we awoke to sunshine and all the snow melted. We had just eaten at Kith & Kin for brunch with Piers & Libby to try it during restaurant week the week before. It was wonderful. The hotel breakfast was OK in comparison. It’s nice to see this restaurant doing so well. These selections below come from their lunch menu that you can get during brunch time.
My actual birthday was celebrated with my Book Group during a Mardi Gras party, which I coincidentally host every year. This included a table setting for the theme, homemade shrimp remoulade from Brennan’s, Louisiana chicken and a Creole vegetable side dish with lima beans. Dessert was the real deal, half lemon-chocolate doberge cake from Gambinos — the best and a delectable, local King Cake from Best Buns!
These were all the good things that happened surrounding my birthday. Soon after and out of the blue one my large maroon clownfish got sick with a “clown fish disease” that I first noticed with some whitish discoloration on his snout. The research I did proved true that by the time I noticed this it would be too late to treat him. More importantly I needed to concentrate preventing the other fish from contracting it. I had to treat the tank for 21 days with Para-guard, an anti-protozoa medication that could kill all the invertebrates. I had to remove my 7 year-old hermit crab, the only one left, into a specimen tank. Fortunately, he was OK for this long in a new environment. There hasn’t been another outbreak and my two remaining fish appear happy, as does the crab to be finally back in the tank.
Now we’re back to where I started because that same week my database was damaged and I’ve been doing search, recovery and tedious cleanup ever since. I’m entrenched in digital files as weeds. My hope is my filing system will emerge more streamlined after this. For the amount of time this blog takes, which I enjoy doing, it has taken too much time away from actual work-related necessities. I’ve decided to be more sporadic in my posting. I have so many things that I want and hope to post about but this may be less than once a month if that. My readership isn’t what it used to be and I’m questioning the effort.
Here’s where the butterflies come in. I believe in transformation, as symbolically represented by the butterfly. Mantra, the France-based artist, uses exceptional his trompe l’oeil talents to paint large-scale butterflies as murals to show the transformation of the place that occurs where they are painted. He leaves these public sites more beautiful than when he began. I really love his work! It seems appropriate to break the 10-year, non-stop AIE blog post run (this being the 780th post) with these beautiful specimens that I couldn’t find more inspirational.
I consider this a transformative period where efforts can be better spent on furthering to increase Casart Coverings, as European production is beginning and some new designs will follow in the spring. Meanwhile, please know that I’m always looking and observing that Art Is Everywhere and hope to share those posts with you when I can. They just won’t be as regular as they have been in the past.