dumb crap... see ya later.

Some times life gets in the way of what i really need to be doing...
other times i am trying to do what i should and life gets in a tangle...
then i have to get back to my ART to make sense of it all...
the every day struggle on... and i try to take each day as it comes at me...
finding profound things to say or do is really hard to keep up with...
so i have found that small steps build overtime into something big...
if i stick with it... Daily reading and study of the scriptures, Book of Mormon,
centers my daily life... most days i do not get everything done, but something
done... the day to day tasks of life seem to take longer, getting older is hard.
So here i am about a year from my last post, unlike the numbered posts along the
pink ledges trail in red canyon, i have always said my Art is like a sign post along
the path of my life, as of late i have departed from the road of life and moved to the
narrow a path of life.... My visitor center work for the forest service takes a lot of
time and energy, people work tends to be that way... both working with people
and for people...
such is life i have to figure how to get images into this blog...
be back later when i learn how, see ya later love ya bye.
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4/28/2016
when all else fails call somebody... Apple... thanks for the help still have a big learning curve... will keep at it and be back after four days of real work getting use to new hearing devices... getting use to talking and listening in a tin can... it's crackling sharp with a bit of fuzz...
Cheers to the journey, back real sooooooooon.

Where have i beeeeeeen... Fishing !!

Guess what's coming next:

Commentary to come later... please enjoy for now.    CHEERS.

Creativity has taken over...

The time is moving fast this winter, but the nights are to long and the days to short.
Can't wait for my grandfathers birthday, the shortest day of the year, Dec 21.
Then the days will start to be longer again... i hurt when i stay in bed to long.

Trying hard to go back to sleep after 0300 hrs. is really hard... strange dreams.
Tis the season for lots of packing paper... i convert it to drawing paper.
It's getting brighter in the house... more lights... heater running more.

 Fish prints, colored pencils, drawing.

 My right hand print along with fish print,
watercolor pencils... 
I just keep going where the ideas lead...

 Fish print, colored pencil...
boat, vessel,
still trying to figure where this is all going...

 Notes and sketch book drawing... working through the process.
My Grandfather and three generations back were fishermen...
and wooden boat sailors, out of St. Johns New Foundland.
In the 1920's Charlie came to the United States, New York...
and worked as an iron worker, high steel.
As a teenager i would go out in his wooden power boat.

 Cruz = a cross
Cruzar = to cross
flying vessel not on/in the water 
but through the air/clouds...
still not sure where this is all going...

 More notes and sketch book pages...
looking at boat/vessel shapes...
defining parts... 

 My right hand print, and vessel with passenger...
passenger is me moving through life... 
colored pencil and paint.

 Again right hand print...
unmanned vessel moving through the air...
Ink print, and colored pencil...

Another right hand print with fish print...
unmanned vessel moving through...
ink print, and colored pencil...

Still wondering where this is all going...
i just keep following the ideas as they 
flood in. Keep notes because the ideas
come faster the the pieces can be worked
through...

Unmanned vessel, study, with "wings"...
working out colors, shapes and paper...
pen and ink drawing and colored pencils.

Still working with ideas...
where they came from...
where this is all going...

i am happy with what i am seeing...
and will follow the process...
letting the creative run loose...

Come on back to see where it all goes.

CHEERS

NOVEMBER 1... end and start again...

Looking into the "death box" wilderness... Escalante UT.

Seven months over and five months start...
creativity takes courage... got to muster some up... 
sooner then later... or boredom will creep in.

Gray warm very windy day today... change...
must learn to provoke in a positive way...
journal/sketchbook is a way to Remember.

 Life has reason and purpose...
even though we may not see it now...
life is not fair... its a test... i never did test well! 

Trial: a person, thing, or situation that tests...
a persons endurance or forbearance... situation
that reveals the strength or quality of a person.

We are living in an age in which everything...
is political... an nothing is honored as pre-political...
marriage is a pre-political institution.

Full moon thought... 
faith and doubt cannot exist in the same mind...
at the same time, for one will dispel the other,
cast out doubt, cultivate faith.         T.S. Monson

The reality never matches the hype of the holidays...
 awake my soul, awake my soul...
for you were made to meet our God.

Stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God...
let your hearts be comforted... 
for all flesh is in my hands; be still and know i am God.

Some thoughts from last off season...
now off into the wonders of a new off season...
i will be more diligent in writing this season.

One of my scary places in the world...
can't drive across it... or stand on it's edge...
but i can walk across in the middle.

Cheers...


 

Where in the world have you been...?

Where... i have been right here just very quite silent... to say the least...
being busy has nothing to do with it... i should be making time to do my vent work... in all fairness i have been expressing myself just in a hands on sort of way... not on line here... i have been dealing with quite a lot of  "actors" this season, and we all know how touchy they can be... they take everything so personal... no sense of humor... and most everything is by the book... those year end evaluations create lots of pressure... so needless to say a bit of hot-water and deep do-do i have found myself in early in this season... my hell you mean to tell me it's three quarters past August already!! Well that almost borders on obscene... ya know fecaobok is a habit forming, allowing one to make most of the time cryptic statements and don't have to explain ones self... or you just crawl the web and post things that are the best ever! Then everybody else just scrolls and likes. And in my case with seventy+"friends" i only interact with about a half dozen at best and scroll through the rest... i have wanted to quit lots of time... butt, we all have one, it provides something to kill time and vent in three liners. i suppose i am like most folks trying to quit something that i have become addicted too... it's hard and takes time... just like setting down to corral some thoughts and running on in this blog... my thoughts come so fast and they depart almost as fast as thy come, and if i do not make  a sketch of what i am thinking the train rushes  bye... yes i have my sketch book, but if i go to that and come back to where i was when captured by the though or idea i sometimes forget where i was and what i was doing that started this random line of thinking to start with...? i make notes in the form of words, images, and scribbled combinations of both to try and hold ideas and thoughts on paper till i have time to get to them, and they cover a good part of my desk top and a shelf under a table in the corner... oh the life of an unorganized artist. But then i don't think you can be an artist and be tooooo organized or nothing would ever get done. i now feel like the guy painting the floor in my studio sitting on the unpainted triangle in the corner waiting for the floor to dry!

i will get my head out of the clouds, rummage through my notes and find my ruminations and rants and get back with what i find.  We had one clear blue day with no clouds... but now they are back...    and yes i can see out of the window but it's on the other side of the  studio and the floor is still wet!?                                                                    Cheers to the day!

P.S. Eddie i am glad you and Rob have returned... Thank you.

Ruminations on a stressful season... so far...

Hello  again from the busy time in my life... summer... more stressful this year then in years past. Mostly of my own doing but none the less stressful.  

 Good morning sunrises...

 Spring weed burning getaway...

 No water coming out the plug...

 The blooming prickly...

 Couple of early full moon rises...

 Morning monster sunrises...

 Abstract shadows on the drive way...

Ruminations...
eleven pieces on the red canyon walls...

Subtle light in/on canyon walls...

Happy Mother's day... from A-red too A-white canyon...

Back to subtle morning sunrises...

Rainy afternoon windows, inside out...

RUMINATION...
30 MARCH 2012...
paper page, wooden frame, dotted line...

CHRISTmas 
bird count kids ArT display...

Come what may...
give the dog a bone,  chew chew   chew...





















Cheers till we meet again...

Of clouds and cupcakes...

The winter is almost past... though in most cases all it seems we got was spits and sputters this year. Yes it was cold but most of the days were mild and pleasant, not good if your a worker of the land, and it might prove short on water for green grass and drinking this summer.
I have been trying to figure my "footprints'... you know how green am i/we as a family... I have paid into Rocky Mountain Powers "Blue Sky" program for the last couple of years and quit that this winter... i don't feel the warm and fuzzy no more... and really i can't see or tell the difference between "green" electricity and the regular, or i guess the coal fired electricity we use now... yes i know it goes far beyond me. But ya know right now i am looking for the cheap... even if they do find a "greener" cleaner alternative its always going to be more expensive because it's "new", even though it looks, feels , ouch!, and does the same as the "old" stuff the "guy"or "corp." that finds or makes it wants their $$$ back plus more $$$ so they feel warm and fuzzy. Then there's water... the big difference there is we can't make more of it and that's pretty much a closed system... and a government trying to control all this stuff and make sure everyone gets an equal share... well that almost borders on insanity, because they want the $$$ plus the power and control to hang over my head.
Ya know as i set here and write and think i think this all becomes "mentally hilarious"... i am not even sure if i am thinking and writing or writing and thinking...!! Keep it simple stupid !! why do we need to go through all these mental gymnastics to prove we are smarter then the rest of the heard and we deserve more money or power for doing it. Yes i know it's very simplistic but come on folks what's the deal ??

A stick is still a stick no matter what colors ya paint it...

Sticks & stones or in our case around here rocks... other peoples actions and words can only hurt us if we allow/choose to allow/accept them as we do.
Fat tuesday, fish friday, and now lent, an old system now given up for a new less complicated and plain/simple understanding and belief of this world and life.
Pottage: to sell something for a ridiculously small price... (Gen 25:31)
Anxiety, fear, angst... some of the posts that come through on facebook and most posters don't even realize what they are saying.
i love the sounds of a train in the open country side... all the sound, not just part...
The need to clear the eye boogers, dry mucus, from the dogs hairy eyes... he's happy.
a meeting that involved squeezing feeling and comparing stuffed animals, beavers & fish to determine which is the best... whatever it takes to get on the same page.
review of signs that have no rhyme or reason... i don't understand this one !?!?!!?!??!?!?!???
being angry at a "brick wall" does not affect the "brick wall" in anyway...
it just makes me unhappy... choose not to be angered. stop being angry.
Taoism... a life of complete simplicity and naturalness and of noninterference with the course of natural events...
a milagro is a 'miracle'... and milagrito means a 'little miracle'... we need to look for these in our everyday life...
"Where there is no vision, the people perish."   Proverbs 29:18
Vision if not pursued, will grow apathetic, wither, and die.
Take the dog for his afternoon ride about town... its all still there on a grey overcast cool cloudy day... i might just have to take him to work.

Thanks for rattling along with me... i am about a month away from freeing myself from Panguitch winter cabin fever... back to work.
checkinlaterluvya bye!
Cheers