From three line posts... back to almost complete sentences... ART style.

The Boys of '65... i might as well start running to and with them then away from them...
still continues cold and clear here... Panguitch... the east is getting thumped...
the "world" appears to and continues to spin out of my control... it all seems to go on though, no matter what i do... the natural world is that which i am grateful for  so i keep praying and close to home and do what i can and let all the rest keep doing and carrying on, keep calm, and be of good Cheer. The Lord has a plan and it's all under His control.
 The moon is coming up full, tonight, 14th, and with the combo of hearts and a full moon things might get really silly...

The house weather box is clear and dry... which for southern Utah is somewhat unusual, it should have some snow or wetness in it and the air is windy and warm. 

The weather appears to be going around and past us this winter, but with the hopes that its falling on/in the higher elevations and that gravity will works it's age old magic and bring it into the valley by river, creek and streams... not only has the weather been sparse but so has my usual flow of thoughts, ideas and words... 

I have been learning to use the face book with the intent of using that form of social media at the visitor center in red canyon this coming season... to inform visitors of whats happening in the canyon on a daily basis, doing so with the use of original images that i make and speaking and writing in three line haiku style bites, because i dislike long drawn out posts, my thinking process has taken on a different shape and style. I am making between 25-30 snapshots of the environment about town & country per day and doing a once and sometimes twice daily posting per day on fb. That along with all the "likes" and mostly smart "comment"s to re-enforce "friends" to keep up with the threads that go this way and that and get all knotted up some days. Lots of times i have to log out and escape the clamor of it all... and go take a nap with the dog !

Well this brings me to Valentines Day and Journey Jars... and the book; Put A Cherry On Top written by a good friend of mine, Ben Behunin, who is a Master Potter, Artist and learning to be a writer. As you may or may not know part of being an Artist is the "thieving" of ideas... it's an age old artistic practice among each other...  
Ben builds journey jars, ceramic and glass receptacles to collect and hold small found treasures, the joys of discovery of a younger life and sometimes carried into adult-child life. 
Picasso once said "Every Child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up." Well running the journey jar idea through my upbringing, experiences, beliefs, point of references and ideas can bring it out the other end... different. 
We all have a story within us and at one point or another we want or will need to tell that story... one way is write it... the old sit down and hammer it out the best way you remember it. Or... write/draw in a journal or sketchbook each day... feelings, experiences, impressions, dreams or ideas that come to your mind and heart. If your not inclined to write and are visual as i am... then think of the journey jar as the journal and collect "things" in your journey through life... most of us collect treasures to remind us of places we have been... special or just the common everyday places and things we do, see and visit.
Bottom-line it all tells a story... yours if you do it. The size of what you collect is dictated by the size of the opening in the jar/journal you use... you may have or want to put tags and labels on or inside each jar for ease of remembrance. That way the people who "read" your story will have a place to start guessing from. My Father, an old "leatherneck" by profession, use to say "...history is a collection of lies that men have agreed upon.", and he never told me many of his stories. So tell your own story in your words, found objects or made images that you created/found. It's all ART... and we all have it in us... go searching for it so your family will know why you were/are "weird" in your own "words" and way.

Cheers to your journey... pray for rain in the West so the East doesn't get hammered so bad by all the weather that passes through/over us.
Sorry for the late start this year, but keep looking in for more coherent thoughts and not just three line FB posts!!

                                                                            CHEERS.