Saturday, August 22, 2009
Here are a couple of short articles about a current exhibition into which this piece of mine was accepted:
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
The folks who helped me put my classic bicycle, and that of my daughter, back on the road are in need of help.
"Located in the heart of downtown Tucson, BICAS (Bicycle Inter-Community Action & Salvage) is a 501(c)(3) non-profit collectively-run community education and recycling center for bicycles that welcomes people of all ages and walks of life."
As you can read on their website they're looking for a solution to their rent/location predicament. Spread the word.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
During the brief break between summer school sessions, I took some time to dust off the easel and do some painting. This is the first of a series titled "Compassion" (8"x10" oil on panel). I'll post editions as they're completed.
Monday, July 6, 2009
In memory of Col. Gene Gaddis, one of the finest human beings I've had the pleasure of working with. Gene was a retired Air Force Colonel who was head pilot for Cooper Aerial, my former employer. He built his own aircraft and helped several others do the same. He was dependable and honest and sought little reward for what he did. He leaves an enormous hole in the hearts of those who knew him. So long Colonel.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Here are a few shots of my favorite ceramic artist, Don Reitz, at work at the workshop. He's a great storyteller and a very talented artist. I draw a lot from his philosophy and it was awesome to hear it from his lips as opposed to articles and essays. To paraphrase briefly one outburst, 'Here I am, over 80 years old and still don't know what I wanna be when I grow up. I play with clay all day and people pay me to do it! Isn't that great?! It's unbelievable!'
I've been out to do photography once since the move, with no good photos yet. I'll try again this weekend. maybe by the lake. I'd be able to keep up with more creative pursuits if not for the anthropology class I'm taking this session. It's a 17 week class crammed into 17 days. That means one chapter per night. Each chapter covers a different Native American group. I do a reading summary and reflection paper for each chapter. We just finished our midterm exam today. But, it sure beats working for a living.
This is exciting stuff, doing what you love. Every day brings new possibilities. I'm so damned excited I could puke! Every day I get up, have a breakfast of mixed fruit with my youngest daughter, on the deck in the sunshine, do some homework, boss the kids around, greet Michele as she comes home from class, have a little lunch (lately a veggie sandwich with tomatoes, cucumber, red bell pepper, carrots, radish sprouts, and mayo on ten grain bread-YUM), then it's off to the ceramics lab. There I finish work from the night before, either trimming or assembling pots. I then set out to create more pots. After a while I clean up and head home for a late dinner and more homework. It's just awesome. I don't know what I'll do when the fall semester starts and I have four classes!
Thanks to all for your support, and by all I mean all who receive my posts via email. You've made a difference in my life. Peace.
Friday, May 15, 2009
We'll be leaving Tucson next Tuesday evening. A layover in Phoenix at my parents' place, and off again early Wednesday morning to the great white north eh.
Think positive thoughts about us.
I'll be in touch.
Love peace and all good.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Excerpt: Bob Dylan, My Back Pages
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