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1333 days ago
Lately, it seems that I'm playing fast and loose with severe weather. I'm not a huge risk taker, but besides my recent near-miss with a tornado in my beloved Bernheim Forest (see a previous blog) there have been a few high shear winds and tornado fly-bys at my office and at home. Still, after today's Clark (Indiana) near miss, the sky had cleared and was bright and suny. Left work and headed to pick up B. She wanted to go walking andreports were saying hail at midninght ... so plenty of time. Famous last words. We changed, drove over the short distance to Iroquois Park and the weather was outstanding. Maybe 77 F, very comfortable for Kentuckiana. We walked down the two mile loop. The half-moon was clearly visible and white in the evening sky. It was ages before sunset. Half-way down and tot he 1 mile marker, the clouds darkened and descended. A little lightning. Half way back on the return trip to the car the sky started to really rock and roll. Thunder pealed and ...
1345 days ago
My, it has been a long time between entries! My attentions have been at my Weird Beast and HPLblog. However, I experienced a strange sensation today. I'll let you walk with me. It started out to be a routine Sunday afternoon walk. It was sunny and in the high 40's which made it convenient but cool walking weather. The usual two mile walk started out on the closed road in Iroquois Park. This Olmstead park was once a manicured and state of the art 1930's grove and hike meadow. That all changed and by the 80's the park department threw in the towel and stopped upkeep. This made it - probably by coincidence and happenstance - a nature preserve. There is little of the hoodlum crowd left and so it is a very peaceful place to walk especially in winter and on cool days. Today, we thought we would walk one of the horse trails that traces the outer city road and inner park road. Had it been summer, the green would have suffocated us. However, ...
1380 days ago
I'm behind my time. I picked up my clay sculpture last week, but just now have a chance to show you what I purchased. Brace yourself for a different kind of art ...
1380 days ago
I met a new friend this week, though he has been dead nearly thirty years. His taciturn negativity is not my style, but his transcendentalism suits me. His name is – was – Loren Eisley (1907-1977). His essay – and God was he an essayist – on The Star Dragon is profound. However, the poignant aspect of the essay is at the beginning. His father lists up the three year old just as Halley's comet passes overhead. He tells the tiny boy something he will never forget and will never be able to fulfill. He basically says, if you live a careful life and live a very long time, you will be able to see the come again. Though I will be long gone, we will live this moment again, together, in your old age. Memory and myth. This is the transcendental angst of which Eisley wrote – pondered – and how man in his microcosm of Nature will exist. Or will he? Perhaps like his life, cut short to early to see the cosmic event, are we pigeon-holed by evolution to a dead end, unable to ...
1392 days ago
I purchased that frog-troll-potter-thing. It was sooo easy. One phone call, and it was mine. I asked if the artist would tell me the story behind it, and otday I got only a fleeting comment. "I wanted to show the primal potter." Hmm. I guess it will be up to Chris Perridas to make the story for the artist. I am a writer, after all. I did say that? Yes! I am a writer and proud of my art. Stay tuned. I pick up the thing Saturday. The artist is Page Candler .... click ... and behold a clay-fairy wonderland. http://www.candlerclay.com/
