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11 March 2014

Sierra's art continutes

Both a lovely celebration of life, and a little reminder of K & i's honeymoon.  :)

01 March 2014


Sierra and i played chess really for the first time today.  Actually we had set up the board a few times at a coffee shop (Open Space) or at home, but today was the first time we really played a full game with me helping her by explaining where she could move her pieces according to the rules

I won, but i lost a few key figures carelessly...a queen, a bishop...basically playing against myself.  Anyway, she seemed to have fun, though she probably just wanted to move the figures around however she wanted and pretend she was playing. 

I haven't played chess in a long time, though i fondly remember playing it with Dillon, Gregg, and others.  It's been a while since i've played at all, and i definitely haven't played seriously in many years.  What is serious chess playing?  Unhealthy mental obsession?  Memorization of patterns or superhuman like capability for forethought?  I know that chess is supposed to be good for the brain--for making rational, thought-through decisions, though part of me kind of feel like it's pointless. 

I do really like the name of the game in the three languages i know it.  Interesting.  It's also interesting to think that the game is hundreds of years or thousands of years old or something.  I am imagining royalty or clergy in the Middle Ages playing it, and sheiks in the dessert or so.

And i like playing chess with our daughter. :)

03 September 2013

24 May 2013

Stolen Bike!

Gray Trek Soho. 

Rear fender rattles (was slightly detached), flat front tire, attached U-lock to frame, sticky hand grips.

Stolen from locked bike rack (broken in theft) on back of car.

SE 29th & Francis

16 January 2013

SE Portland Neighborhood Art

 No one car say?  No one car soy?

Chicken annex.  Good thing they have prayer flags too, to keep up their GHP.

No one can soy?
I am liking the window project and might want to set up something like that here...

15 January 2013

Collaborative Father / Daughter Art II

Part II:

 „Ein Froschgesicht“ / "A Frog Face"
25. Dezember, 2012 / 25 December, 2012

„Ein Dinosaurier“ / "A Dinosaur"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

„Eine Art von Flugzeug“ / "A Kind of Airplane"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

 „Anton“ / "Anton"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

 „Monde und Serena die Muppet“ / "Moons and Serena the Muppet"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

„Mama und Baby Haifisch“ / "Mama and Baby Shark"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

„Ein Haifisch“ / "A Shark"
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

And for kicks one by Kirsten, a "sawtooth hammerhead" shark with heart.  / Sägehammerhai mit Herz
8. Januar, 2013 / 8 January, 2013

28 November 2012

Clucking Octopus

"...and on that farm he had an octopus, E I E I O! With a 'Cluck! Cluck!' here and a 'Cluck! Cluck!' there, here a 'Cluck!', there a 'Cluck!', everywhere a 'Cluck! Cluck!'..."

And now you know.

Plus: bonus photo!

06 November 2012

What kind of person are you dropping from your chamber into the street every morning?

"The fate of the country does not depend on how you vote at the polls -- the worst man is as strong as the best at that game; it does not depend on what kind of paper you drop into the ballot-box once a year, but on what kind of man you drop from your chamber into the street every morning." -Henry David Thoreau, On Man and Nature

29 October 2012

Smashing Movember

Originally posted on 7 November, 2010. Reposted for seasonal reflection! Meet Mo':

Rear view

Les artistes peek inside

K's clown o' lantern. Both Clown and Mo' yielded delicious seeds!

Mo' tries to steal the show as Mommy gets brushed up. Mo' keeps telling us about this Australian doctor he's met.

Ahhh! Eaten! (Someone else's art from halloween)

Non-flash view

Eater, Eaten, & Friends

Quotes found at OMSI on art & children

Originally posted in August, 2011. Reposted for seasonal reflection!


Originally posted on 17 October, 2011. Reposted for seasonal reflection! One of my favorite songs, a waterdeep tune, claims, "a thankful heart prepares the way for you my God". I think that is right. These are photographs taken of kid contributions to a fall thankfulness binder in OMSI's children's area. I actually took these photos back in the summer, but now is a good time to post them as many trees are now exploding with the colors of fall!

While the show represented here seems to be interesting and i am still learning about it, i prefer to pretend that the child meant to write "Gabbo".

Good Sidewalk Advice: Thanks, Los Angeles!

22 October 2012

Rooster Road

Colusa County, CA

20 October 2012

15 October 2012

21 August 2012

Nice Copilot

If only we were investing in it!

"Knowledge is the only fountain both of the love and of the principles of human liberty"
Inscription above the door of a local high school.
I wait near this most days at the bus stop before continuing the journey to work.

13 August 2012

Lifetime First

Yesterday i played a cello and a double bass for the first time ever. Actually, now that i think about it, i may have attempted a bass before, but probably just played it by plucking the strings. Anyway, this time i was able to get some good sounds out of both instruments and sort of play a few ditties without massive ear pain to myself or any innocent bystanders.

06 July 2012

Many times heavier than themselves

In a book our daughter and i have been reading again lately, Der Wald (The Forest), this line (among other things) is really striking:  

Diese kleinen Tiere [Ameisen] sind Schwerstarbeiter.  Sie können Lasten tragen, die viele Male schwerer sind als sie selbst."
("These small animals [ants] are Hardest Workers.  They can carry burdens that are many times heavier than themselves."  - my fairly literal translation)

This is how i feel with my current work to finish my master's degree, mostly in the process of writing long, dry, academic papers.  The classes have been fun, and relatively easy, since they've been by and large interactive and rich in dealing with people, but slogging on through papers I don't necessarily care about that much is tough.  One of the worst aspects is having to stare at a computer screen for long periods of time, especially when the weather is warm and summery outside.  But i am nearly finished.

Recently after working downtown and just before getting on the bus home, this little guy was staggering around near my feet.  The photo came out a little blurry, but you should still be able to see the black dot which is an ant at the bottom of a butterfly or moth wing he's trying to carry there.  He wasn't doing too well, or at least he didn't cover a lot of ground while i was watching him.  But there he was and he kept trying.

A theme that has been coming up in a lot of films i have been seeing and things i have been reading lately is the idea that there are lots of forces at work around us which are much larger and more powerful than we are.  And often some of these forces show up in the things that at first glance seem small, but on closer examination are huge.  How does the ant know what to do?  How does the seed sprout and grow into a delicious, edible plant?  How do we finally make it from point A to point B?  How are our needs ultimately provided for?  Why are we losing sight of stars in the night sky to light pollution and what effect is that having on us?  How do we breathe clean(er) air?  How do we breathe?  Many people are asking these types of questions, but not many of them are looking toward spiritual answers.

"Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise!  It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest."


“Four things on earth are small, yet they are extremely wise: Ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer; hyraxes are creatures of little power, yet they make their home in the crags; locusts have no king, yet they advance together in ranks; a lizard can be caught with the hand, yet it is found in kings’ palaces."


And for the intrepid some of the context of the latter excerpt:

"I am weary, God, but i can prevail. Surely i am only a brute, not a man; i do not have human understanding. I have not learned wisdom, nor have i attained to the knowledge of the Holy One.  Who has gone up to heaven and come down?  Whose hands have gathered up the wind? Who has wrapped up the waters in a cloak?  Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His Name, and what is the Name of His Son?  Surely you know! Every word of God is flawless; He is a shield to those who take refuge in Him.  Do not add to His words, or He will rebuke you and prove you a liar.  Two things i ask of You, Lord; do not refuse me before i die: Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor riches, but give me only my daily bread.  Otherwise, i may have too much and disown you and say, ‘Who is the Lord?’  Or i may become poor and steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.  Do not slander a servant to their master, or they will curse you, and you will pay for it.  There are those who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers;  those who are pure in their own eyes and yet are not cleansed of their filth;  those whose eyes are ever so haughty,  whose glances are so disdainful;  those whose teeth are swords and whose jaws are set with knives to devour the poor from the earth and the needy from among mankind.  The leech has two daughters.  ‘Give! Give!’ they cry.  There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ‘Enough!’: the grave, the barren womb, land, which is never satisfied with water, and fire, which never says, ‘Enough!’ The eye that mocks a father, that scorns an aged mother, will be pecked out by the ravens of the valley, will be eaten by the vultures. There are three things that are too amazing for me, four that i do not understand: the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship on the high seas, and the way of a man with a young woman."