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5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0

maura @ 9:08 pm

At times like this I’m glad I have a picture on my camera I’ve been meaning to upload:

I took this picture last week — it’s of the big jello mold art in the Willoughby Windows that I mentioned, one of my favorite things to walk by in the mornings on the way to work. After I wrote that post I searched all around Flickr, thinking that someone had to have taken a photo of the big jello mold on a table, but I couldn’t find anything. So here it is for your delectation.

I should probably join Flickr. I don’t know why I never have, just hasn’t occurred to me, I guess. I don’t take that many photos (though I do take more now that I have a phone w/a camera) and I’m not sure that I would ever remember to upload them. But it would be nice to add to the pool of Creative Commons-licensed images out there in the world, so maybe I’ll take the plunge soon.

5 comments on “5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0”

anissa (5 November 2009 at 7:54 am)

I think it’s a bundt cake with icing.
Are those chairs regular chair size? The enormity of the cake/jello throws off the scale.
Very nice. That woud brighten my day too.

maura (5 November 2009 at 9:24 pm)

Hey, I think yer right! The pink color threw me off. Yup, the chairs/table are regular size. It’s pretty awesome — I’ll be sad when the exhibition closes at the end of the month.

Anne (8 November 2009 at 6:07 pm)

It could be an enormous bonbon.

I saw a glass purse in an airport (honestly forget which one even tho it was over the past few days — possibly Philly) but this HA takes the cake!!!

Somewhat related, the Chrysler Museum in Norfolk, VA, has a glass toaster! Could not find a pic of it even in their cool cataloged pics on the website.

I guess what pulls this all together is the glass head you (used to?) have, plus my incredibly shrinking sense (makes things look bigger and makes me more nonsensical!).

Anne (8 November 2009 at 6:08 pm)

Madeleine says it’s a picture of a birthday party! :-)

maura (8 November 2009 at 10:07 pm)

Okay, why can I not remember what I did with that glass head? Like so many things, lost in the mists of time, sigh.

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