Friday, June 22, 2007

Cycling keeps me sane...

June 22: 27 miles

My bike on the banks of the Tanana River near my house.

Since returning from Penland, I've been in a total funk.
The whole experience there really stirred my head, heart,
and soul around. I've been needing some kind of device
to re-orient myself, and it turns out cycling is it. I'm finally
getting some peace and sense of equilibrium when I'm
out tooling around the countryside.

While I'm at building up all these miles and hours of
riding, I've decided to take care of a couple of things
I've always wanted to do....


Bicycle touring. Check.
Next month, a full century ride---100 miles....(probably
late next month....)

The studio? ---Ignoring it.
Unfinished projects? ---Pretending they don't exist.

For now---a lot of riding and thinking.

Solstice Day

Summer solstice in AK is very important to us...
The perihelion of our season in the light.

Above: Went for a 24 mile bicycle ride.
This is the Parks Hwy headed South to Anchorage...

Thai dinner with Fromage.....summer solstice is
our wedding anniversary---Six years!

Later, we saw friends for drinks at our favorite watering hole...
Rachelle and Sandy...

Wayne and Leslie, sometime around 11pm. Although
the solstice is usually a night for staying up ALL night
and getting crazy, this year the date fell on a Thursday.
By Midnight, everyone was headed home.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Pleistocene to Gigabytes

When I returned my Mom's ruby, she gave me
several boxes that had been in her storage shed
since about collection of bones!

Many may not know this about me, but I was

this close

to becoming a paleontologist. In fact, handling
these babies still gets my blood moving. I LOVE
fossils. I love bones. Truthfully, though, I also love
drawing and painting images of them.
became an artist.

The bones in the image above are Pleistocene era
Bison with a few contemporary moose fragments thrown in.
I had thought these lost for several years, not knowing
where they'd gotten moved to. Having them back is
a reconnection with the teenage me, scrabbling around
in the abandoned mining cliffs where these fossils could
be dug up.

Bison skull from a very old, mature animal. The skull
fractures have totally grown together and the horns
must have been massive. This guy weighs about 13 lbs.,
incomplete as it is.

And to step about 30,000 years ahead to NOW...
Introducing my newest, sexiest bit of hardware!
My new (used) laptop. Yay!
Finally, no more fighting over the computer with Fromage.
Given all my work with grant applications, show organizing,
artwork organizing, image-tinkering and general stuff...I
needed this.

Let me end with a little Art Crime, shall I?
Look what I found at a local Mexican restaurant.

A Frida Kahlo imitation!
This has got to be illegal.

The travesty lies in the fact that her work was
so personal, so private---especially her self-portraits.
I bet she is rolling over in her Trotskyite grave.
The painting was one of those mass produced subtlety. No respect!
Urgh! Made me angry. Some things are