July 20 -- art fair

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Looking south at the north face of the bell tower. The University's first carillon is in there, hence the name. A pair of peregrine falcons worked on nesting there for several years, and finally, this year, with a nest on the hospital (which is probably about half a mile east northeast of the bell tower), they succeeded. I can't look at the Bell Tower without thinking of the birds....

I don't spend time looking at jewelry, because I just don't wear it.  The colors caught my eye.  Work by Debra Adelson.  I like the way she has arranged the colors.

This is what I wanted.  I love the faces, and I love the different ... hmmm ... backgrounds(?).  Not sure what to call the variation in surface/surround........ This is the work of Michael Barnes.

This one.  I had my eye on this one.

I am not sure I would have bought it, had it still been there on Friday, but it went home with someone else, so I was spared a decision.

I saw a lot of ceramics I liked.  Love this.  The sign says she was inspired by seeing humpbacks bubble-net feeding.  We saw bubble-net feeding when we were in Alaska.  I love the watery jar, and the momma and baby (see it, tucked up against her side, between her flipper and her tail?). This is the work of Teresa Wooden.

I love the watery jar, as well as the whales....  (This is huge.  About a yard high, I bet.)

More of the U's excellent plantings.  Cone flowers.

Daylily seedpods.

Bell tower, with Hill Auditorium at left and the Modern Languages building at right.

The Potters' Guild displays work on space in front of Hill Aud.

This is J. T. Abernathy's space. It's likely that he is the only artist to have shown work in every Ann Arbor Art Fair since the beginning. My mom owns a big J.T. pot. Did you get it at the Art Fair, Mom?

The dapper dude in the white shirt and the straw hat, with his back to us, is J. T. himself.

I mentioned the falcons -- when I was walking around, looking at art, I heard a bunch of screaming.  I was in looking-at-art mode, not listening-to-wildlife mode, and it only slowly sank in that the screaming was birds of prey.  I looked up, and saw the falcons.  I saw two bigger ones, flying together, which must have been the parents, and I saw at least one (and maybe two) smaller ones, which must have been their offspring.

No pics, alas.  I have a pic of the "see that bird-shaped blob, sticking out of the top of the Bell Tower?" sort, but I decided it was a waste of space.  I was too busy watching the parents' synchronized flying, and the baby's clumsy landing on the Bell Tower to even try to get pics.

I was glad to have gotten to see them, and even gladder to take in the evidence of successful fledging of at least one chick!  (I'd read in University email that they had three, but that was many weeks ago).

Back in my office.  I was very glad the morning had been so cloudy and breezy.  The heat and humidity would have been awful if the sun had been out.

Definitely NOT a window-open kind of day!

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