Molly Goatwax

So of course I had to go look for myself

Yup. That there is one co-lapsed building. 

Building Collapse

When I saw on the news that a building collapse had occurred this morning at Broadway and Eastern Avenue, I was quite concerned that the late Grace Hartigan's studio had fallen. This photo posted on Twitter by @JArmz5 and @Nakialjackson shows that the bulding across the street fell and the studio is shown in the background, intact. Whew. One day I'll climb up that hatch to the cuppola and look out at the harbor, I swear. At least I can still dream about it. Click on the picture and view it in its original, bigger format. You'll daydream of looking out the windows, too. 

The whine-o-meter

Over the weekend I puchased a key locator and put it on my key ring. It has an embedded alarm that sounds when you whistle. Because I misplace my keys a lot, this would be quite convenient and truely deserving of my Hubby's professed gratitute for this acquisition, but. The alarm also goes off when my younger daughter's voice reaches a certain pitch and volume. The tiny, tinny beeps sounded constantly during our drive this morning. Just as she began whispering to keep the peace, Sarah Palin's voice came on the radio and set it off again. "You don't want to sound like that when you grow up, do you?", I asked. No. She doesn't. I think I'm on to something big, here.

This is STILL Hans Schuler's town

When I drove by the monument to the Fallsway and The Sewerage Commission this morning, the black spray paint that outraged me yesterday was gone. I wondered if I had imagined this incident until I drew close enough to see lighter areas where the scrawl had been. That was quick. I hope the vandal does not regard it as a challenge.

Vandalism Is Not Art

I was dismayed to see a black painted tag on the monument at Guilford and Biddle this morning. You know, they can really never quite clean it out of the porous marble. Some jack ass figures he's better than Hans Schuler and marked up his art.

Goat beer

It makes me happy to celebrate the arrival of Spring by planting pansies in the planters near the hair studio's door and drinking Anchor Bock.

A Dainty Sweater

The tree in front of the Lovely Yarn shop on 36th Street is clad in pale celery and lilac tones for Spring. It reads "HUG ME" around the base.

trolley

The odd monument at Guilford and Biddle

Erected in 1915 to replace one built in 1865, this monument celebrates the re-engineered river running from north Baltimore to the harbor, the Fallsway. It features the engraved names of the Sewerage Commission,, two defunct two way fountains and a sculpture of a classical water bearing female figure by Hans Schuler. The monument now sits in a median straddling a five way intersection and does not favor a moment of quiet repose and awe for the casual pedestrian.

In the bag

I must remember to take pictures of;

A. The odd little monument at Guilford and Biddle,

B. The dainty sweater the tree in front of Lovely Yarns is wearing for Spring,

and

C. The rusting locomotive they towed to the tracks outside the trolley museum.