Here's something sweet: The "Clouds, Temporarily Visible" exhibit at the Weisman Art Museum. The photo above was snapped there on a slow afternoon at the museum last week. You can walk under the cloud and pull the cords, switching the opaque and clear bulbs on and off to change the luminosity and shape of the cloud.
For cloud lovers, this installation elicits one of those Charlie Kaufman-esque cinematic moments. The kind that make you want to fix the moment in silver halide crystals and clothes-pin it to a line in your mind to remember and keep remembering. I happen to be a cloud lover, so that's what I did.
Speaking of clouds and cloud lovers, here's another something sweet: The Cloud Appreciation Society. Is that not the sweetest organization ever? Just look at this manifesto! Don't you want to just pinch its cheeks?!
The Manifesto of the Cloud Appreciation Society
WE BELIEVE that clouds are unjustly maligned
and that life would be immeasurably poorer without them.
We think that they are Nature’s poetry,
and the most egalitarian of her displays, since
everyone can have a fantastic view of them.
We pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it.
Life would be dull if we had to look up at
cloudless monotony day after day.
We seek to remind people that clouds are expressions of the
atmosphere’s moods, and can be read like those of
a person’s countenance.
We believe that clouds are for dreamers and their contemplation benefits the soul.
Indeed, all who consider the shapes they see in them will save money
on psychoanalysis bills.
And so we say to all who’ll listen:
Look up, marvel at the ephemeral beauty, and live life with your head in the clouds!
I may or may not have recently become a member of the Cloud Appreciation Society. Everyone needs some sweetness and strangeness in their life.