Trube revisited

What a fantastical old palace. Ah, how I love the Trube!

The J.C. Trube House

The J.C. Trube House

The J.C. Trube House (1890), designed by architect Alfred Muller, has appeared in these pages before but only in passing, only as an example of the glorious architectural treasures still extant in this great old seaport town.

But the Trube House is different, singular even among her sister icons, and so today, as I was driving through the neighborhood, I couldn’t help but stop once again, marvel, and snap another photo, or two or three. Read the rest of this entry »

Beachtown

Just noticed I’ve been remiss again posting to the blog. Don’t blame me; blame the weather.

Beachtown at dusk

Beachtown at dusk

To quote Aristotle (who was later unabashedly ripped off by Max Wertheimer in developing his Gestalt theory back in the ’20s ), “[t]he whole is greater than the sum of its parts.”

How true. (And good for Aristotle, since he was wrong about almost everything else.)

The unremitting drought and suffocating heat have combined in a synergistic way to completely sap my energy, motivation, and creativity, and thus the blog, bereft, has gone to the dogs. Or make that the dog, as in singular, which would be Tippy, of course, primary beneficiary of my latest blogging hiatus (yes, close reader, there have been others). Read the rest of this entry »