Journal

Missing Y'all!

Hey Howdy!…

I’ve only had a chance to poke my head in here a couple of times in the past couple of months. I moved into a new apartment on Christmas Eve. It’s an awesome, AWESOME place. A 1907 building, 12 foot ceilings, claw foot bath tub, musical steam radiator heat. Just lovin’ it. It’s right in the middle of everything. If you’re at all familiar with Seattle I’m on Capital Hill just off Broadway (the street that has dance steps embedded in the sidewalks). Super lively, musical, arty neighborhood.

Then in January I started school again. Had grave doubts about going back at my age but I’m thoroughly enjoying it. I’m working on an AAS degree in Geographic Information Systems. It’s a filed wear I can do a wide variety of work at good pay AND create a different kind of art with the technolo

A Bit of Help from my Friends??

Had a marvelous visit to the new Dale Chihuly exhibit at the Seattle Center. It’s called Chihuly Garden and Glass. It’s magnificent and well worth the visit.…

I took nearly 300 frames. Whittled & edited down to 63. All the mad colors, light & dark spaces, outdoor glare started driving me bananas after two days of editing. My problem is that I’m a bit undecided of which of those shots to post on RB. There are a few I definitely want to post. If any of y’all have an opinion of which of the photos I should post on RB I’d love to hear from you.

Google+
https://plus.google.com/u/0/photos/108610740725...

Facebook
http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.101513...

The same photos appear in both places,.

Thanks!
Many much l

The Fant Family Wagon

I recall that we had to order the station wagon to get it configured the way Pop wanted. I also recall the day we picked it up from the dealership in Fairfield, CT.
I was nine the youngest of four kids. It was huge. Gleaming cranberry red with a light brown almost tan interior. I’m pretty certain it was a 1970 model. It was definitely a Chevrolet Townsman with factory installed air conditioning. The rear tailgate could be opened either sideways (like a gate) or down (like a truck). The rear window was electrically controlled. We also chose to not have the nine seat configuration. Instead we opted for the storage compartment, which we called the ‘pit,’ where the three rear facing seats were normally installed.

The whole purpose of this station wagon was for moving the family from Fairfield

A Shout Out from Austin

Received an invitation, on a dating site, from a woman in Austin Texas (1775 miles from Seattle) that contained this entreaty:…

‘But I am in lust with you, and would find you quite a good person for that tawdry business until I am ready to settle down again and make some poor guy miserable (but also somehow manage to tie him to me for life; I’m good at that) for however many years.’

I responded:

‘A wrestling match might be fun if it were not for those 1775 ’things’ between us.

I’ve got family all over the state of Texas (are there people who don’t?). I always quake whenever I hear the name Republic of Texas in the news. Fear I’m going to see one my cousins in the photo/video. Have trouble telling apart those several we call Buster or Bubba. Love Waco. San Antonio is on my list of most beau

What Teachers Make

One of the things that I love, and astonishes me, about art is how a voice, previously unknown to me, can show up so suddenly, to me, and so powerfully. I had never heard of Taylor Mali until this morning.

I am the son of two career teachers. This video brought me to tears & shouts of joy.

Indeed! What do teachers make!!?!!

Ballad of the Icondic - John Ciardi

My Father read a lot of poetry to us, his four children (of which I am the youngest). He was an actor so the reading, recitation was always accompanied acting, pantomiming the story into physical reality. John Ciardi was a favored poet of my Father’s. Ciardi wrote fantastic poetry for children. Unfortunately, he is virtually unknown today. I wonder if his books are even still in print. If you have children or are involved in children’s lives you can create an enduring magic in them by reading some Ciardi to them. I encourage you to seek him out.…

There was one Ciardi piece my Father performed for us that I just loved as a child. It was very similar to Jabberwocky (which he performed to renown in American Sign Language for the public) in that it involved a fantastical beast with whom a batt

Unwritten

There’s this thing that vexes me; Titling some pieces of poetry.

I strongly dislike having to use ‘Untitled’ so I’ll usually resort to naming them by a physical description of the journal they’re written in (e.g. Glossy Black, Florentine, Brown Leather, Black Rubber, etc.) and a number (the order in which they appear in the journal).

A more vexing problem is poetry that I want to write, have a title for but can’t seem to proceed past that point. Here are two that have been vexing me for years:

‘When Oysters Fly’ – about the joys & tribulations of sneezing

‘Unleash the Vole!’ – on things we’re told to fear that are in reality harmless

Anyone else run into troubles like these??

Inner Independence

“Inner independence means just that: We do not emotionally give ouselves to someone,which is like saying, “I give myself to you, henceforth my happiness and self-esteem depend on you and how you regard me.” We don’t have the right to give ourselves in this way to anyone. They dont want the responsibility. Once they tire of the flattery and convenience of our servitude, they end up despising and abandoning us."…

This came to me through a friend who studies the I Ching (hexagram #61 Inner Truth). I really dig what it says though I find there is also a balance that need be struck. Detachment and aloofness are a risk if one were to follow this idea to strictly, literally.

Additionally, there are MANY translations and interpretations of the I Ching with an enormous variance in meaning for the s

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