I’ve followed Sen. Chuck Hagel around a lot over the years. He’s leaving office in January so he took his farewell tour of Nebraska this week. No remarkable pictures, but I’m posting this one because he’s using my Sharpie to autograph this lady’s picture. Come to think of it, he never gave it back.
This is my favorite of the bunch. In fairness, Hagel has some interesting things to say, but I understand why the young ones might get a little bored.
One of the Hagel stops was the Scottsbluff airport. In a conference room just off the room Hagel was addressing his well-wishers, I saw this reflection off the table. I would have loved to sit the airport director or even myself in the seat and taken a portrait, but I didn’t have time.
Staci and I went to TJ’s house today. He wasn’t home but we took a look around anyway.
Since TJ wasn’t home, we didn’t want to impose and had lunch in Charlottesville.
I have never been to the National Portrait Gallery before, so I spent today’s rainy afternoon getting art overload. Fascinating exhibit of Lincoln, including two freakazoid life masks, some exceptionally bad art photography — I’m in the wrong genre of my business — and lots of other good stuff.
There was a display of famous women, some by famous photograhpers, some not.
The gallery is the old Patents Office building, vastly remodeled in the 1990’s. The old, central courtyard is covered and they have functions there. Saw this out a window.
They also had a folk art exhibition. “Man dancing with drums” (left) and a jug of Elvis, of course.
. . . gets my minimal appreciation.
Went to the Hirshhorn gallery in D.C. yesterday where they had a minimalist exhibit. Can’t say I get it. A line of rocks piled in a long, rectangular pile. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. On the wall is a string of 5×7 photographs taken from a camera mounted on a tripod, unmoved, looking out a window at nothing particularly interesting, set at the same exposure for a period of 24-hours, so most frames are either under or over exposed and only a few being correct.
I liked the big, naked man sulking in the corner.
Shiny things attract my attention.
This shiny object attracted everybody’s attention. The Hope Diamond is one big rock.
Headed south to Manhattan for the KSU game on Saturday. Spent the night with Travis at his home in Wichita. Had an excellent dinner at a Latin restaurant and bacon for breakfast — a Travis specialty.
Gwyneth found something to do while waiting for the game to begin. Thanks Matt.
Comfort is important. Travis is married to charming homemaker Teresa without whom he would suffer greatly.
Not the roomiest of accommodations in the KSU press box. Room enough for Heidi to play on my iTrip.
