“To dare every day to be irreverent and bold. To dare to preserve the randomness of mind which in children produces strange and wonderful new thoughts and forms. To continually scramble the familiar and bring the old into new juxtaposition.” Gordon Webber
Maybe Gordon did this tile work?
I was coming out of hardware store, hands full when I heard the distinct sound of a military jet. I looked up to see one banking hard in the area…a totally never seen maneuver near the Portland Airport and into the air space of approaching passenger jets. Coming on fast was another fighter jet. I fumbled about for my cell phone and juggled sandpaper, plumbing supplies and a bird feeder while swiping the screen to get to the camera. I raised the camera and just attempted to follow along and snap away.
Later, I was cutting through a neighborhood to avoid the main street congestion during rush hour. There in front of a row of vacant lots and overgrown yards was a single plastic chair on the curbing. Not near a bus stop or house. Again the cell phone.
Once back home and putzing around in the garden, I had my nose turned downward toiling away. I noticed the sun was getting lower toward the horizon and then I noticed the trellis and clematis casting an intense shadow from the bright sunlight and I again grabbed the old iPhone.
Random, routine, diverse moments.
What a beautiful Easter Day. Mid 60’s, no breeze, just pleasant sunshine and a touch of warmth. As I was standing outside, I heard the geese honking, coming toward me, low and slow. I had my phone in my hand, camera activated by chance, for something else, and the geese swooped toward me. As I raised the phone for a quick snap they banked away. I didn’t check then, as I recall thinking…’too fast, no chance’.
Turned out nicely given the moment, setting, movement and device.
Photography-Misfits-Random-Images-Nature-Rustic-Outdoors-Almost, But Not Quite Right
A random selection of images that I must have thought ‘just because’.
Friendly Ranch Dog
Pending Safety Violation
Dirty Work
Uninviting to some
Forgotten Layers
After a nearly perfect day of fly fishing, I was departing the lake, driving along a narrow road, bordered on one side by a very steep bank down to the lake and on the other side by a steep embankment. I was enjoying the last glimpses of the lake on my left. I turned to the right to see a rather large rock/boulder careening down the embankment. I tried to accelerate. Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.
Regardless the rock smacked into my right, rear quarter panel and did what big rocks do best to cars. I am thankful it didn’t come in slightly higher at the window level.
The Rig After Impact ~SwittersB~
I am fortunate to have the opportunity to get in on the ground floor of a federally funded operation. I have a ready fleet that has been outfitted to highlight our new mission…A UFO Response Team. Much like the storm trackers you see scurrying about on Mid West back roads, my elite team will scurry about remote sections of the West…cataloging sitings and contacts. When opportunity knocks, I put down the lap top and get off my rear to answer that door! Another side benefit, and I know you already thought of this, is they will be near remote waters affording some fly fishing.
UFO Response Team Rig; Shop 63 (Portland, Oregon) SwittersB
Whiling away a Sunday afternoon, I came upon an inspiring, cable show called Hand Behind the Mouse: The Ub Iwerks Story. Amazing, gifted, young men in their teens and early twenties, Ub Iwerks and Walt Disney endured the lack of familial support, industry back stabbing and little financing. We all know who Walt was, but I had never heard of Mickey Mouse’s creator, Ub Iwerks, a prolific, genius animator. If you get to see the 1999 production re Ub Iwerks do so.
Youthful visionaries, entrepreneurial courage, Mickey’s progression of personality (Ub’s drawings/Walt’s voice); impressive, fun stuff….and censorship over too visible fluttering utters. Somethings never change. Ub Iwerks….now you know.
Walt Disney & Ub Iwerks
Awhile back, I posted several times re the New Madrid Fault line because I found it interesting as a geological-seismic-historical event. Then later, I posted a bit re the New Madrid Fault line and the current nuclear reactors in close proximity….wondering about the wisdom, given the events in Japan.
But, in a more grandiose vision, some have a different take on all this in light of recent flooding of the Mississippi River:
“The “once in 500 year” flooding of the Mississippi river over the New Madrid fault line is part of a campaign directed against the American people, according to multiple intelligence agency (MI6, CIA, FSB, Japan Security police) sources. The HAARP caused flooding is expected to be followed by an earthquake and then a “nuclear emergency” involving the 15 nuclear reactors located in the region. This will be a pretext for mass evacuations into FEMA camps, the sources say. The best way to derail this plan, apart from arresting the criminal cabal in Washington D.C., is to widely announce and denounce these plans in advance.”
Foil Paranoia...So To Speak (SwittersB)
Can we all say whackadoodle? http://gramercyimages.com/blog1/2011/05/10/flooding-of-the-mississippi-river-at-new-madrid-fault-line-is-part-of-campaign-against-the-american-people/
SwittersB Tattoo
Designs, visions, suggestions, artist input…..a tattoo design can be created, but can go hither and yon while you practice mind control over a few hours. I designed the top tattoo as a combination of the family motto “Semper Paratus”, the Celtic theme and the triquetra symbol. I wanted it finished off with the hands presenting the fish to nature. It was just fine until I noticed the hands were not, well not quite right. Did I speak up? Nope. I rationalized the hands and made a mental adjustment. In time it was fine; but, I deferred to what is a permanent work on my arm and not quite what I wanted. Ok, it was done and I was cool with it. If anyone noticed, they said nothing.
Now, a thought evolved from a nymph/female image I had seen years ago on the back of a stillwater fly fishing book….a buggy looking nymph/female. I had a photocopy of the image for years. I still have it somewhere, I just don’t know where.
So, I asked my son, Tony, to devise a newer image. My vision: a female/nymph blend rising from below the first tattoo to reach up and receive the fish from the hands above. Tony drew his image and I liked it a lot. Originally, it was a buxom rendition. Off to Atlas Tattoo (Portland, Oregon) for an appointment with Corey Crowley. I turned over the renditions by Tony and an appointment was made.
I arrived to have the tattoo. The Crowley rendition was similar in theme, but again the artist’s input had altered my vision. But, I liked it. We went for it. I suggested, for peace keeping purposes, that perhaps some hair should descend down over the breasts. The hands rose to receive the fish from the hands above. The middle nymphette’s hands/arms were presented in a prayerful-respectful pose. The abdomen was perfectly segmented and the three tails reached to the hand. Blades of grass/vegetation reach out from the side. I suggested a shading of grey-green to delineate the nymphette from the grass. Crowley suggested shading and leaving it uncolored/shaded. I deferred.
In the end, I will digest the tattoo, as is, and not rush to green up the vegetation, just yet. I may have the top tat touched up and a hint of blush added to the fish. Still deciding. A very good experience and as always Atlas Tattoo, in Portland, is a very awesome experience regardless of the artist….all exceptional.
SwittersB Tattoo (Vegetation Greened Up)
Sorry for glare of flash, but wanted to show the results of greening up the vegetation to differentiate it from the nymph. I am pleased. Brian Graham, Black Lotus, Eugene, Oregon
