Street Art: Dots and Dashes

I made a little safari for myself Saturday morning, with a bus trip planned for stops along the route to take pictures of some statues at the federal court building downtown, and of a white plaster house just east of the area. 

Just as I was going to the catch the bus for the second leg of my journey, I noticed these orange dots and hash marks at the intersection. They seemed to align with the traffic lights and, later, I found that orange is the color used by workers to mark the location of underground signals.

Happy with the results of the first leg, and the discovery of the orange marks, I caught the bus for the second part of the trip. The little adventure went well, indeed, almost as if I'd carefully allotted twenty minutes to take pictures of my subjects before I had to go on to the next location! Tah-dah!

A Season's Colors

 Every season has its colors and,

while I prefer the delicate hues of spring,

there are subtleties in winter's palette that

can be equally beautiful.

 

No Outside Air

 This is one of two locations for this business on the west side of Indy. The man who owns the business started from this location in 1985, then opened another ten years later. He became so successful that he donates ten percent of his profits to his food pantry. I have been past Dalton's Food Pantry on some mornings when the line of people has been a block long - and this was before the lockdown.

  

Zowey! Look at the Color!

Maybe it's because the past several days have been so gray that this fallow rose bush seemed to glow with all the colors of  a tapestry. A constellation of silvery stars is made of the sepals, while the flower's secret affair with bees is revealed in the rose hips containing the flower's pollinated seeds.

 

A Frosted Edge

 Another of the photos I took last week on my quest to find different browns. Although it is listed as the least favorite color in surveys, brown is everywhere.

From shoes, to eyes, to hair, to poop,

to Mother Earth - it is ubiquitous.

Men at Work

 Not far above the streets of Indy, but high enough that both were leashed to the scaffolding, two men were working to install some sort of steel framing into a newly poured cement wall. The building they were working on had been some sort of Mid-Century/Brutalist mishmash, concrete and gravel surface with no windows. While it wasn't exactly ugly, it was dated and nondescript. Over the past year or two, it has been gutted and re-shaped into a structure that will have more windows, at least, and a veranda on top where people can see the city

and get some air.

Looking for Brown II

 

The longer I looked at this picture, the more browns I saw. The dried hydrangeas seem to have more yellow in them than other areas, while leaves and bits of mulch have red, making the color seem more like burnt sienna. And the darkest bits are carrying more blue. Since brown is a tertiary color, one that is a mixture of red, yellow, and blue, how the balance of those colors are made determines the sort of brown the artist gets. One definition reads: "Tertiary colors are those that are made by either primary colors with secondary colors, or two secondary colors, or a full saturation of primary color and a half saturation of another primary color." WTF? Meh, I just mix blue with its opposite on the color wheel, which is orange. Since orange is a mixture of red and yellow, I just vary the mixture until I get what I want.