From another blog…
Feature image is of the Old Playground Pavilion in Tower Grove Park, St. Louis
I sit to write this brief reflection as I work a shift for a colleague trapped on high ground somewhere South of St. Louis, the water of a swollen Meramec River keeping her at home. Another friend upstream posts pictures of the water that has trapped her family near where the same river passes just southwest of the city. I, myself, though largely dry, save for a trickle in my basement, stare at MoDOTs highway closure map, zooming down on red and yellow lines slashing the lower half of the state that block my easiest routes to a weekend retreat, placing my trip in jeopardy.
Contingent: “dependent on or conditioned by something else”
It is not a feeling that we like to have–being reminded that we are not the free-agents that we think ourselves to…
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I did not bring the right lens for such a thing today, but I wanted to capture the vivid greens of the trees against the grey skies. Plus, there were puddles!
I used to have a rather dim view of the architecture here, but I have come to appreciate its lines and angles. My appreciation was heightened by reading this article by Greg Johnson on the history of the buildings. He writes, “If the campus of St. Louis Community College—Forest Park is brutalism, then it is a very subtle, warm and humane brutalism.” Indeed.
Also, in the middle of one of the shots is the top half of one of Jim Dine’s Venuses.
Finally, in his article, Johnson notes that Dan Kiley, the landscape architect, initially planned for a lake at one end of the buildings. I like to think that these reflections serve as a sort of homage!