Monday, February 28, 2011

Eco Sarasota 3

On Valentines Day, i decided to make a trip to the Ringling Art Museum to get my Italian Renaissance paper about ancient sculptures done. Fernando offered to drive and we set off to the museum. And apparently the art museum is free on Mondays, on a side note. It was so nice and warm in the sculpture garden, so I took my time sketching sculptures and lounging in the sun. Then Fernando and i set off to wander through the galleries, and I don't know how well he enjoyed it.
Art museums in general, don't really excite me much, so I make up stories that are completely different from what the artist had ever intended. I find that to be great fun, and totally worth wandering the silent rooms full of paintings. Though i can't say the same for Fernando, who was carefully examining the pieces as some serious art student should. I would have to interject and ruin the serious moment with my stories. Then we walked around to the tree trails, and found someone's garden by an abandoned looking building. Oddly enough, the building had the exact same coloring and style of the buildings on the Ringling campus.
But we continued our walk around the sea wall, and up to Ca d'Zan, which is still gorgeous and blows my mind every time I see it. And then we walked up to Mable's Rose Garden. It reminded me so very much of the Disney Alice in Wonderland when Alice is in the Queen's rose garden. I really want to go back when all the roses are in bloom.

Eco Sarasota 2

My father was in town for a few days for business so he stopped by and we went out for a walk and dinner. One thing to know about my father is that he is quite insistent on the idea that I get myself to New College and get my self invited to parties, cause you know, parties are all what college is about. So when he said he was stopping by, I made sure to tease him about going to New College, which I now know was probably not the best idea. But anyway,  he showed up on campus right as my 12:30 class got out, which threw off my schedule a bit, but none-the-less, i hopped into the car with him and we headed off on an adventure. We decided to go get an early dinner, but we couldn't think of a place, so he decided just to drive. But when he drove past University, I was a bit confused. And then it dawned on me. New College.
We were driving to New College. I was flabbergasted. He was laughing, I was flailing. But he still drove to the back of the New College campus and we got out to walk around. And New College has a much nicer buildings than Ringling, and its right next to the Ringling Museum. What is up with that, really! But any ways, we walked along the sea wall area and onto the Museum grounds by Ca d'zan. It was ridiculously cold out, but nice.
Then we went over to St. Armands circle for dinner. We walked along the circle, got Starbucks, got dinner. Dad made fun of me for not knowing what a Corona tastes like, checked out an art gallery, made fun of the overpriced art. Went to a poster store, geeked out over a Speed Racer poster. Saw a lot of old people, made fun of said old people.

Ecology of Sarasota 1

This blog is now for Ecology of Sarasota and will document random adventures around the Sarasota area.


Nicole invited be on a quest and adventure with Paul, David, Denny and Adam. Paul needed a classy porno magazine for a photography project, and so they were going stop by Art & Frame as well. And since Paul's car has up to 8 seats (3 seat belts in the front and middle, and 2 in the trunk), they had room for me, and I'm always up for an adventure.
Our first stop was Art & Frame, and i have never been there so i was completely amazing that the store has 3 levels where it looks like a dinky little place from the outside. It was amazing, it was hard not to buy a lot of supplies. But I was able to limit my self to only what i needed for classes. After an hour there we were off to Giggles.
First off, Giggles has some amazing shoes. But if you're looking for a sex shop, it kind of fails. The man adamantly insisted that it was illegal to sell pornographic magazines in Sarasota, and we were quiet confused. We had bought a Euroboy mag as a joke for a friend from Zone d'Erotica, so we were very very taken back and decided to move on to the next place in hopes of better success.
At Borders we found more than we were expecting. They had books and comics and they also had the magazines for Paul. He had quite the hilarious conversation with the women at the counter who apparently didn't have a working gaydar at all.