the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.
“a fortunate stroke of serendipity”
synonyms: (happy) chance, (happy) accident, fluke;
Strangely, the Free Dictionary phonetically spells the word, differently from the actual spelling? … The vagaries of the English language.
The word “serendipity” is used by sculpturesteph, https://gurkykowsky.wordpress.com/2015/03/08/object-of-the-month-my-pearl-necklace/. In her challenge for this month, for March.
My object used for the challenge, is “The Giant”. A local stone sculpture.
Now I’m not really sure whether the object might seem serendipitous?
For myself it is. For I have been back to the spot easily 4 times since late January. Trying to get a photo that will convert to WordPress, framing the whole large sculpture. I have turned the camera sideways on to capture the largeness. That works well into something like iPhoto. Yet converting into my image files, here at WordPress. The head is chopped off, or the feet, etc.
I was trying to use the original photo, taken in January. For use as an example of local sculptures. It is at the very end of a local park, called Lakeside Park. It is located under large trees, which in summer are cool and shady. In winter the snow hangs on and it is cooler also, from the chilly wind that blows off of the lake. As a site for the sculpture, it has much to be desired. With a backdrop of the bridge, leading across to the other side. The lack of sunlight during the winter months and the children’s playground close by. Brings people to use the swings, etc. Yet few stop to look at “The Giant”. With his large feet. Hands, clutching a cat in one and a bird in the other. The sightless eyes, staring out across the water.
How serendipity bought me back again and again, trying to capture the right snapshot. Yet each time I leave, makes me think about the statue itself. Is there a point, or meaning, of the cat and bird? The notion of a large person holding the creatures and proportionally how the hands and feet seem to be about the only things out of scale.
I suppose I could go and ask the sculptor himself? For I know where he lives. Somehow, I do not really want to know. Preferring the enigmatic questions that serendipity has bought me to.