the art of n.s. piotrowski
It is interesting how the sounds of my neighborhood have changed. From traffic to children. And how time spent on the back balcony can be the most stress reliving thing ever. I have to stop typing I am watching the fire flies at play.
So as I settle into my new neighborhood, the Uptown area, I find I am enjoying a new pace of life. The neighborhood is much slower than the comparative bustle of Midtown, of course this is minus the ice cream truck that drives by nine hundred times a day. Overall the neighborhood is peaceful and it has been a great decision to make the move. There are some interesting people about and the street wakers provide endless entertainment as they pass through my block, but overall life is relaxed and calm.
Also of note is the first Palmer Park Green Art Fair is this Sunday, from 2-7pm around the log cabin pond. The event will feature an Ecology Fair of 20+ environmental groups, Community Art Fair Entertainment of Gospel, Jazz, Blue Grass, Crab Grass, and Folk music, Children’s Arts and Crafts by ‘the Friends of the Belle Isle Aquarium’. Be sure to bring a picnic lunch and enjoy Palmer Park. The events is supported by The Friends of the Detroit River, WA3, Greenacres Woodward Civic Association, Palmer Woods Association, and University Commons Organization.
Saginaw Valley girls (a poem)…
I only had coffee and water for two weeks.
Eat anything… 30 carbs a weeks.
Walmart provides pretty healthy choices.
For what your body just won’t crave anymore.
Like.
Cookies.
Cake.
Bacon.
I wrap everything with it.
Salad with bar-b-q sauce all over it.
I like the food I eat.
I’ll just might turn into a giant block of cheese.
Just eat all the time… and you’ll lose weight.
This poem was inspired by a conversation at a Starbucks in Saginaw where the barista was explaining the virtues of the amazing Adkins Diet.
“This years fashions will never be here again. The colosseum will it has been around for thousands of years.”
A true expression of frustrations after looking at all the amazing things in Rome and just being on total overload.
Sorry for the long break on posts, I was having laptop issues which would not allow for readable typing.
Life is an adventure… and sometimes you get lost, find a bottle of wine, four gin and tonics, and a bottle of champagne.
O Florence, O Florence, O Florence
How I love you so, probably more than thou will ever know
Along the river Arno… time does fly
When one is watching the pretty boys ride by.
There is alot more than pretty art to look at when in Florence. The city has got to be one of my all time favorite places to visit.
It is funny how even when you are half a world away from Detroit, you can still hear the same old trite comments about the city. Case in point while in Siena looking at postcards me and my friends struck up a conversation with a Canadian who lives in Toronto.
She explained that her and her husband were traveling down the coast of Italy they started in the Alps. And we explained that we were studying architecture and that we are from Detroit Mercy and we have been traveling since the end of April.
Everything with our conversation was fine and wonderful until we said our good buys and she said “I hope you guys learn alot so when you go back to Detroit and fix it and make it beautiful.”
This made all of us just give her a look, like seriously. To which she obviously felt awkward and tried to explain as her and her husband walked away.
Its strange that even thousands of miles away people who have never been to Detroit continue to judge and put the city in to a category of being ugly and broken and having no positive aspects, which is simply not true. Not saying that Detroit is prefect but it is also not the salt of the earth.
