wells, maine is where the girls and i sojourned on a day trip last month. we were headed to the wells national estuarine research reserve to explore 2,250 acres of salt marsh, freshwater wetland, beach, dune, forest, and field. but, before we reached the entrance to the reserve i spotted this particular building and nearly spit my iced coffee out on the dashboard. hellllllllllo fabulous architecture, design, sculpture, landscape and aesthetic all rolled into one beautiful package called corey daniels gallery. i racked my internet image ladened brain to figure out where i had seen this beauty before and realized it was in a new york times article from 2010. "At his gallery, a recently built addition connects the house to a converted barn, both of which date back to the 19th century. The facade of the addition resembles a chalkboard left out in the rain."
i, of course, had to get out to take a closer look. to be surrounded in such thoughtful and artistic expression is really just one of the best parts of life for me. the girls on the other hand were not so keen on mr. daniel's artistic poetry. the whining was the least offensive action. there was kicking and screaming in the car and for fear of making a huge scene i decided to abort and not even see the interior of the gallery. the positive side is that i did get to snap these few photographs. and mark my word, i will be going back there without the girls for josh's and my anniversary. and then back again when the girls are old enough and will fully appreciate mr. daniels beautiful design because if they have one ounce of genetic makeup that is similar to josh and i; they will get it. at some point. i hope.