Molly Goatwax

Two chairs in the Road

In this instance my neighbor has put them out for a fresh coat of paint, not for collection.

Blackberry Lane

The concrete was made long ago

with oyster shells

(tabby), rough underfoot

as I pass wrought iron gates

overgrown

by flowering vines

between the hidden stair cases

and gardens fragrant with

boxwood and basil.

I hear songbirds in the shade

and through open windows,

lessons practiced on real pianos

in large plastered rooms.

Cutlery clinks on heavy china.

Here and there

beside the recycling bins

you may find

barely worn shoes lined up

neatly on a retaining wall,

a porcelain lamp or a teak end table.

Once I scored

a box of picture frames with glass and wire

two weeks before my show.

There I lurk in the lane

collecting chairs

by the side of the road.

Two chairs by the side of the road

It may seem like the same photo over and over, but my neighbors keep throwing out their furniture. Harbingers of Spring in Roland Park!

Two Chairs and a Mirror by the Side of the Road.

   

It may have a tacky black leather frame, but I nabbed the dusty mirror for the winter pepper palace I am building in the basement.

A Classical Approach

A week ago I showed you a new laid ground on Aches cold press and threatened to get all medieval with it. Here is the latest in the Chair by the Side of the Road series; The Firehouse Discard.

 

On a drier day

Chair, heating grates and fish by the side of the Road

This is Art. It doesn't have to make sense to you. It doesn't even have to make sense to me.

Chairs, revisited

After years of bemoaning the imaging software I have on this computer and the ones before it, and not affording any upgrades, I discover webware applications courtesy of the world's largest advertising agency. Y'know, the one you use for a search engine. Huh. This could be the game changer, at least in a small way, for me.

Bench by the Side of the Road

I have again taken to early morning walks, it helps keep up the circulation as well as inject some optimism into my day. This week I have seen many, many chairs out for collection. Besides taking photos of them though, it astonishes me how much furniture my neighbors throw out! What's up with that? Frenetic redecorating? Overly boisterous parties? 

Mirror by the Side of the Road

Planning ahead a bit, I told my blogging buddy Keith to put mirrors up on the north wall of his living room to maximize the light for wintering pepper plants. He told me he couldn't afford mirrors.Huh. I forgot that there are places where people actually have to spend money on furnishings. In Baltimore, if you are patient, your every household need can be found by the side of the road.