Lunch with an out-of-town guest was in an upscale restaurant. Above was an installation of some curvy, swirly thing. Not a clear shot, but I loved the dimension of this sculpture. And good lunch, too.
The Tampa airport is a wild, new, dislocated experience. From lot to train, elevator to shuttle, there is a mile of walking and hard surface. This vision appeared, but I had a plane to catch, so no long looks. It's a sculpture by Nick Cave and Bob Faust.
