In June
the Flying Carpet was
thrilled to stay home
and reminisce about Flea Markets...
after all... ‘tis the season...

THE STUFF

Even though some of us are stufficated,
we still love the thrill of hunting and gathering
Dana Newman once said,
“I see it...
I want it...
It’s mine!”

tool trove
Paris 2016
 

carousel
Paris 2013

Baldie 

Paris 2013

THE VENDORS

When I asked to take his picture,
the French Edwardian guy said grouchily,
“I’m very busy.”
and then turned into a mannequin...

Paris 2016
 

Red haired floozy Louis Vuitton Lady
 Paris 2016

 Sneering figurine lady
With visions of sugarplums

Paris 2016
 

Boing
Mexico City 2014
 

THE COLLECTORS

Jean Moss once said,
“if you have two things
and you want more...
that’s a collection...”
 

Pose Please

 Paris 2010

Point of Fashion: Ecclectic

Santa Fe  2015

THE WEIRDNESS

Swami
Paris 2013

 Military Naked

Mexico City 2014
 

Day Glo
Mexico City 2014
 

Charles Simic wrote this
in Dime Store Alchemy,
“America is a place where the Old World shipwrecked.
Flea Markets and garage sales cover the land.
Here’s everything the immigrants
carried in their suitcases and bundles
to these shores
and their descendants threw out with the trash:”

...and japanese Flea Markets...
don’t even get me started on that one...

Special thanks to Nelly for taking me to the
Paris Flea Market 2016
 

May Flying Carpet 2016

In May the Flying Carpet was

zooming and zooming:

Swirling over snow covered peaks
Somewhere, New Mexico

 Reunioning at the pajama party
at Cathy and Leon’s
Tuscan Villa “farmhouse”
Ashland, Oregon

Listening to Cathy tell of her project
to raise awareness of gun violence
visionquilt.org
 

Reveling in the early morning iris
Santa Fe, New Mexico
 

Contemplating the Eternal at
El Oratorio de Juan Diego y la Sacrada Familia
Antonito, Colorado
 

 

Experiencing immensity of geologic time at
Great Sand Dunes National Monument
San Luis Valley, Colorado

Flashing on the 60’s and early 70’s 

Salida, Colorado

Eyeballing the Big City Patterns
Denver, Colorado
 

Galloping at the Bling Fling
Art of Armor Samurai Show
Denver Art Museum,
Denver, Colorado
 

Special thanks to:
The Fairy Godsisters... Rebecca, Cathy and Sas
Diane Erickson and The Artists as Travelers

“The fool walks off the cliff
and builds his wings on the way down.”--- Miles Frode

In March and early April
the Flying Carpet sang
“"go in and out the windows"”
and careened
near and by and through

 the rondels at the Cloisters

in New York

 

the wall of windows
of the Institut du Monde Arabe 
that act as camera lens aperatures
and vary with the amount of sunlight

 in Paris, France

 

 

illumination of stained glass

sanctuary church 

in Paris, France

 

 

 deserted ruin of a greenhouse
in the Jardim Botanico Tropical
in Belem, Portugal

 

 

Moorish stone lace fairy tale
Monserrate Palace
in Sintra, Portugal
 

 

 Blue blue sky
and flooding sunlight
in Tavira, Portugal

 

 

meditation on mortality
Capela dos Ossos
fake flowers... real bones
in Faro, Portugal

 

from the golden cathedral
to the crumbling walls and windows
along the back streets
in Faro, Portugal

 

 

color poem window
in Lisbon, Portugal

 

 

so many tiles
so little time

in Lisbon, Portugal

 

 

a memory of growing up
surrounded by the Delft tiles

of my Dutch Grampa
in the National Palace
in Sintra, Portugal

 

 

mystery dilineation
greenhouse of the
Brooklyn Botanic Garden
in Brooklyn, New York

 

 

“"Now go and choose a partner"”

Special thanks to my
amazing traveling companions:

Sialia

 

 

Serena

 

 

and our mascot

 

In February The Flying Carpet

celebrated the wonderous and unsung

 women

who make the world go round:

a mother

receiving blessing for her sons at shishi go san

in Kyoto

 

a lacemaker 

 stitching a life of intricacy

on the island of Burano

a grandmother

spinning on her bicycle wheel spinning wheel

in the countryside of Laos 

a farmer

selling her chickens at the morning market

in Luang Prabang

 

a shrine maiden

calligraphing a temple book

at Heian Shrine

a weaver

winding silk from a cocoon

in Cambodia

a papermaker

singing the song of her village

in Imadate

a waitress

haloed and awaiting a customer

in Mexico City

 

every day sacred

In January 
The Flying Carpet
shivered above snow covered peaks

 
reading the calligraphy
of earth's secrets

California here I come

the lure of golden sunshine
and crepuscular rays

Bird Sanctuary sunset
transforming

from masterpiece to masterpiece

dunes & mist & ocean 

& new friends
 Special thanks to Joni and Gina and Lauren