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As mentioned earlier, these mushrooms don’t last very long. Today, the third day I’ve seen it, the mushroom has withered to a moist mass of glutinous material. There are three more growing nearby, so there will be more. They do, however, look very strange, and smell like rotting meat (although I didn’t get on my hands and knees to check this one out).

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These things puff up and die off pretty quickly. I haven’t been up the street yet today, but I’m sure it’s just about gone. There were two others coming up, with the white outer caps breaking through the wood chips.

I went on my longer walk yesterday afternoon of 6+ km, down where they’ll shoot off fireworks tonight. I like going a bit further, even though walking the opposite direction through the business district of Las Olas as times gets little crowds and I have to walk out in the street to keep my pace, even though it’s not terribly fast.

It’s a holiday, but I still have to work on some art, or read, or make something. I got invited out, but I wasn’t told exactly where. No email reply either. Time for another attempt, maybe. Otherwise, I’ll just head down to the beach and check out the fireworks later tonight.

Clathrus ruber, the Basket Stinkhorn

© Drawing provided courtesy of Geoffrey Kibby
http://www.bayareamushrooms.org/mushroommonth/clathrus_ruber.html

Thorns 20110624_021, a photo by miamiartexchange on Flickr.

seed pod
Nickerbean (Caesalpinia bonduc)

Not sure how it got killed, but I suspect either a house cat, or attacked by birds. The mockingbirds are particularly aggressive right now since many have eggs to watch over. I got attacked by them on my Friday walk by the Museum of Art | Fort Lauderdale at NSU. There are quite a few trees on the Blockbuster plaza, and that’s where it happened. What’s the name of that plaza now anyway?

Ring-necked Snakes are found throughout most of the eastern U.S.. These diminutive snakes seldom grow longer than 12 inches. Ring-necked Snakes have smooth scales and a black or dark gray back, whereas the belly is a bright orange/yellow, often with a row of black spots. As the name implies, there is an obvious ring of orange/yellow around its neck. When alarmed or threatened, Ring-necked Snakes coil their tail like a corkscrew. These snakes are fairly secretive and may be found under logs and rocks in moist uplands, where they eat earthworms, slugs, small salamanders and small snakes.

“Untitled (insect eating plant)“

Since this is public space, and I am not one to go ruminating on life’s negativity (or ranting) in public, this space is generally focused on the images, objects, or the creative process, in part or whole. Those are the things that I feel are important for myself, the artist, involved in the creation of the work. There are other issues involved with the display (in the white cubic space), promotion, and sale of art. Some of those issues, obviously, creep in because they are all things that are connected.

My art practice has taken me to new personal territory that I am still attempting to navigate. Over the past year or more I had treaded into an area that has now got me recooping much of my art practice that I had put in a “no man’s land.” It was somewhere, but nowhere, hovering around me without my acknowledgement, until very recently. There has always been the desire on my part to more fully integrate art and the creative process with the rest of my life. So, again, hiking through the woods in Florida, Oregon, California, Ohio, Georgia, Puerto Rico, or Italy is all the same for me. It is a creative act, yet I also become a vessel for that space to act upon me. It is also a tool that pushes me into learning, creating, and ultimately enhancing my life.

“Art Talk w/ Francie Bishop Good at the Sagamore Hotel.”

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