It's over a year before completion, but the West 7th development is generating a lot of interest with its line up of tenants. One reason: they are not the normal Mall or Big Box Shopping center retailers and restaurants. I like Chili's and Barne's and Noble but Fort Worth is ready for something new. Besides, I keep hoping the shopping trends move back a little towards small and personal, and away from big and impersonal. Wishful thinking, probably. For me, entering the yellow world of Best Buy is sensory overload, driving near the mall makes my palms sweat, and walking into a Gap or Pottery Barn triggers my tired-head switch.
If nothing else, Montgomery Plaza and downtown Fort Worth are attracting more diverse retailers than our suburban cities, as in Southlake.
You have seen the West 7th list in the Star-Telegram probably, but here it is just in case.
Several of these companies are not new to DFW but I have not been to any of them. How about you? Good or bad?
A partial listing:
Fireside Pies -- pizza restaurants
Patrizio's -- Italian restaurant
Tillman's Roadhouse
Brut -- a champagne boutique
Yofe -- a yogurt shop
Paciugo Gelato
Saxby's Coffee
Fort Worth City Market -- gourmet to-go foods. You can also eat prepared foods on site.
Iron Cactus -- Mexican
Monday, March 24, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter 2008
Eugene Burnand
Peter and John Running to the Tomb
1898
Musee d'Orsay, Paris
From the Gospel of St. John
The first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulchre, and seeth the stone taken away from the sepulchre. Then she runneth, and cometh to Simon Peter, and to the other disciple, whom Jesus loved, and saith unto them, They have taken away the LORD out of the sepulchre, and we know not where they have laid him.
Peter therefore went forth, and that other disciple, and came to the sepulchre. So they ran both together: and the other disciple did outrun Peter, and came first to the sepulchre. And he stooping down, and looking in, saw the linen clothes lying; yet went he not in.
Then cometh Simon Peter following him, and went into the sepulchre, and seeth the linen clothes lie, And the napkin, that was about his head, not lying with the linen clothes, but wrapped together in a place by itself. Then went in also that other disciple, which came first to the sepulchre, and he saw, and believed.
For as yet they knew not the scripture, that he must rise again from the dead.
Peter and John Running to the Tomb
1898
Musee d'Orsay, Paris
From the Gospel of St. JohnThe first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulchre, and seeth the stone taken away from the sepulchre. Then she runneth, and cometh to Simon Peter, and to the other disciple, whom Jesus loved, and saith unto them, They have taken away the LORD out of the sepulchre, and we know not where they have laid him.
Peter therefore went forth, and that other disciple, and came to the sepulchre. So they ran both together: and the other disciple did outrun Peter, and came first to the sepulchre. And he stooping down, and looking in, saw the linen clothes lying; yet went he not in.
Then cometh Simon Peter following him, and went into the sepulchre, and seeth the linen clothes lie, And the napkin, that was about his head, not lying with the linen clothes, but wrapped together in a place by itself. Then went in also that other disciple, which came first to the sepulchre, and he saw, and believed.
For as yet they knew not the scripture, that he must rise again from the dead.
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Thursday, March 20, 2008
One Good Friday Recollection
Good Friday, in the Year of Our Lord, 2008
From Psalm 51
For in sacrifice you take no delight
burnt offering from me you would refuse,
my sacrifice, a contrite spirit.
A humbled, contrite sprit you will not spurn.
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The painting is by Caravaggio / Betrayal of Christ.
Today is Good Friday.
I recall, on the Friday before Easter, one particular childhood memory. At noon my mother would make sure that we three children were inside, and that for the next three hours we were silent or at least playing quietly. I think we had some vague idea as to the meaning of this infringement on our Easter vacation, that this was the time that Christ had died and descended into hell. I remember it being a dark and cloudy three hours -- of course, this was Delaware not southTexas. Can you imagine a mother having such a rule today?
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From Psalm 51
For in sacrifice you take no delight
burnt offering from me you would refuse,
my sacrifice, a contrite spirit.
A humbled, contrite sprit you will not spurn.
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The painting is by Caravaggio / Betrayal of Christ.
Jesus' faces expresses both resignation and pain. He knows what is about to happen to him. Judas kisses him so that the soldiers can be sure who they are supposed to capture. The man holding the light is Caravaggio himself. It was rediscovered in 1990.
----------------------------------------------Today is Good Friday.
I recall, on the Friday before Easter, one particular childhood memory. At noon my mother would make sure that we three children were inside, and that for the next three hours we were silent or at least playing quietly. I think we had some vague idea as to the meaning of this infringement on our Easter vacation, that this was the time that Christ had died and descended into hell. I remember it being a dark and cloudy three hours -- of course, this was Delaware not southTexas. Can you imagine a mother having such a rule today?
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Good Friday and Holy Saturday will have no new posts. We will post Easter themed art on Sunday and then return, Monday, to our uninspired commentary on whatever it is we're thinking about.
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