You gotta have art

There must be something in the water that possesses Catskillians to hang gorgeous old clocks on their sheds, or perhaps there's just something in the water that's bringing it to my attention lately.

This particular catterclock (as I've dubbed them) isn't doomed to spend its lonely hours in solitude. It shares its space with the spectacular Wambli World!

Although all of these fantabulous sculptures are displayed on private property, they face a main road for passersby to admire. Behold a winged pig...

...and this fanciful figure.

I call this charming fellow "The Schnozz." Don't you love him?

All of these colorful creations are constructed from found objects and given new life celebrating beauty and peace. This giant sunflower is a lovely example...

As is this diving tortoise.

The inscription reads, "When the tortoise walks off the moon, it's the changing of an era." ~ the I Ching




I wish I knew more about Wambli World. Is Wambli the artist? A google search led me to the Lakota word for eagle, and although the art soars, I'd love to know the person behind it. Anyone out there know?

Falling back

It's Daylight Saving Time. Have you set your clocks back?

This Art Deco beauty probably ticked off the minutes in a posh train station.  It pains me to see it rusting away on moldy shingles.

Happy Halloween!

Got garlic?

Bus Stop

Tired of plain old run-of-the-mill firewood?

At Shapiro & Sons the wood is seasoned to capture the heady scent of marble notebooks, bologna sandwiches and Bazooka bubble gum.

However, not all of their buses are filled to capacity. Many are empty shells sinking into the earth - a modern day elephant graveyard...

 












 
 of school buses...

...and other modes of rusty rural transportation.

Hey, no shoving on the bus!

Bowling for Bagels

After you climb every mountain and ford every stream, there are plenty of other activities to be had in the Catskills. One can shoot some hoops.

Or hop on a pony. 

But if wild horses (ba-dum-ching!) aren't your thing, you can always rent a pair of groovy two-toned shoes and have a ball at the Liberty Lanes.

  

Every bowling alley should have such style! 

 And artistic flair! 

That's quite a hand span, there!












Peering through the door (I wish they had been open!) I spied this cool shirt. 
 

But what's a Kiddush Hashem, you may ask? A strike? A turkey? No, a Kiddush Hashem is any action by a Jew that brings honor, respect and glory to God. If it's any indication of skill, my shirt would have to read Chillul Hashem. God hates gutterballs.