Monday, August 9, 2021

Sure Ways to Tell a True Coloradan ...

[image is acrylic on a 100 year old cedar shake salvaged when replacing the shingles on a roof]

The following doesn't just apply to Coloradans, but to plenty of other folks as well.

It's a response to an article published by Out There Colorado which consisted of a list the likes of which, while newcomers to our state might heartily endorse it, is cringeworthy.

I cut this list off at fifty although I could have kept going and going and going.

You might be a true Coloradan IF ...

1. You learned what a buzzing rattler means at age two.

2. The first taste you remember loving is home made ice cream, have tasted the cold salty water, and turned the crank handle.

3. As a little kid, you've tromped around the house in Grandad's boots that come up to your thighs.

4. The first lesson you remember learning is to NEVER go out to check the cattle and horses without certain things.

5. You've found your way out to the remains of the homestead of your great-great-great grandparents. (what generation you're in determines how many *greats* you use)

6. You know what a kiva is and why they're important.

7. You know the value of high ceilings.

8. You've watched your town's beautiful old buildings go empty.

9. Seeing outsiders riding high and sassy kind of gets your goat at times.

10. Some of your friends' families have been here literally countless generations while yours is still *new* with only seven.

11. Your grandmother kept the ranch while your grandad went off to find paying work during the Great Depression.

12. You know that Santa Fe Trail Days are a celebration of conjoined cultures, people who have made it work despite (perhaps because of) differences.

13. Your horse, of his own volition, cut a troublemaker out of a *herd* and wouldn't let that boy get back to his friends - and I'm talking people here, not steers.

14. The power of a 360 degree sunrise or sunset makes you stop whatever you're doing and just absorb it.

15. You laugh at stories told by your dad and uncles about drunk hogs and a cow's leg coming through the ceiling of their bedroom.

16. An old rancher from clear across the state immediately *adopts* you because he knows who your grandfather is.

17. There is no better water in the world than what comes from the well at the *home place* that a water witch pinpointed way back when. A close second is a mountain spring coming out of the ground at about ten thousand feet.

18. You know the taste, and the smell, of fear - and you do what you have to do anyway, since quitting just because you're scared ain't an option.

19. The palms of your hands are well-calloused and you still get blisters sometimes.

20. You know what those glass gallon jugs covered with burlap are for, the ones hanging on some of the fence posts out in the middle of nowhere.

21. Turning your boots upside down and whopping them a couple of times before you put them back on is second nature.

22. Wiping sweat out of your eyes makes you cuss and smile at the same time. The cussing is because it kind of burns; the smile is because, if you have to wipe the sweat, that means it's not evaporating immediately so you know the weather's not as hot and dry as it *could* be.

23. You fully comprehend and appreciate the concept of *siesta*.

24. The dangers of green chili are to be respected, and you know to have a dish of ice cream with it.

25. You can't remember the last time you didn't cold camp.

26. One of your favorite activities is driving up and down a canyon, or an open road for that matter, at different times of the day, just to see how much it *changes* between full dark, dawn, and dusk, and from opposite directions.

27. You've had to figure out a way to turn around at a crick crossing because a flash flood made it impassible.

28. You know that day and dark kind of ease their way in, out on the prairie. In the mountains, it's more of an abrupt transition. Plan accordingly.

29. When you're out in the wide open spaces, it's harder for weather to *sneak up on you*. You'll feel it coming a good while before you actually see it in the distance.

30. Orienting yourself in terms of time and direction by using the sun, moon, and stars is automatic. Otherwise you'd need a watch and a compass.

31. You know how to cope with just about any type of situation, and fix any number of unorthodox problems, mainly because you've had to figure so much out the hard way, all by your lonesome, when there was nobody else around at the moment and it had to be done. 

32. You're fiercely independent but totally love everyone around you.

33. Self-sufficiency is a survival tool.

34. You tend to prepare ahead of time for countless eventualities, because you never know what's around the next bend so to speak. So you've got Plan A, Plan B, Plan C, Plan D, Plan E, Plan F, Plan G - and can mix and match them at will if need be.

35. You fret about crops, calves, and coyotes - not about how much powder the ski slopes have or whether someone's hat matches their snowboard.

36. You smile and wave at everyone you see - because they either have been there when you needed them (and vice versa) or will be if necessary.

37. The people in your immediate vicinity are of at least four different colors (and blends thereof), have a wide variety of personal lifestyle choices, diverse income levels - and none of those things matter so long as you pitch in and have a decent attitude.

38. Your work vehicle is liable to carry multiple scratches, dents, dust and/or dried mud, along with a wide assortment of tools, a bunch of rocks, extra gas, oil, coolant, and a gallon of drinking water. Also probably a bedroll just in case.

39. You've fallen into a cactus and learned to WEAR your gloves, not just keep them hanging out of your back pocket all the time. This will also teach you the value of wearing sturdy jeans and boots, even if they're hot.

40. You've dipped a hatful of water out of a stock tank and dumped it over your head.

41. You know full well that dogs and horses understand you better than you do.

42. You know which soapweed buds are going to taste like garden peas and which ones are going to taste like soap.

43. Too many people in the same place at the same time for too long gets on your nerves.

44. You have a deep pity for urban-dwellers, but draw the line when they get obnoxious for no good reason.

45. Your grandparents taught you that if you really need to talk to God, the ranch is the best place for it. Church is good, but if you want that *alone time* with God, go out to where there's nobody else around except for maybe a few of His other critters who aren't going to tell anyone if you cry.

46. You have a legacy to live up to. So you do your best, don't give up when you hit the dirt, and keep on keeping on no matter what.

47. You wear your hat to keep the sun out of your eyes and your head halfway protected, or maybe to swat somebody with, not as an accessory to your outfit.

48. Good Mexican cuisine is beyond compare, and when you find someone who can make a proper tortilla you've found a treasure. Get them to teach you how.

49. You know the way to your favorite mountain places, and they probably aren't on the Front Range.

50. You know to slow down BEFORE the pavement ends.

Tuesday, July 16, 2019

RICIMER - TANGLED TIMES

A little boy, aware of his Destiny, sure of his determination to fulfill it …

a youngling lad, far from home so that he can master the knowledge and skills he will need in order to succeed, surrounded always by those from whom and with whom he is taught, yet alone always, alone with the demands of his Destiny …

a young man developing ties which will further his career, ties that will prove vital as the motion of his Destiny carries him ever onward along that path …

a man grown, gathering into his own fists the lines of control, sure of his direction, confident in the strength of those ties and of the lines of authority which carry the strength to his own hands …

a man, solitary, whose supports are one by one by one knocked from beneath him until when finally, in death, he can say the words “We did it” most of the companions, the ‘WE’ to which he refers, have gone on ahead of him into death.


They say we all die alone … but … maybe not.


One man.
One Destiny.

Not to rule but to break forever the power of ‘Comply or Die’.
Not to force his own will, but to force the Peoples of Europe to find, forge, fight for, and follow their Own Will.

One man.
One Destiny.

A continent at his command.
Hear the command of Ricimer:
‘Think or Sink!’
‘Fight or Fall!’
‘If not now, when? If not you, who?’

One man.
One Destiny.

Ricimer opens the maw of the smelter – and some call it hell – whose fire already burns, shoves in the raw ore, works the bellows, and steps away.
‘Think or Sink!’
‘Fight or Fall!’
‘Choose or Lose!’
‘Freedom belongs to you. Where now your Faith? Who cares for your Family but you? Choose wisely your Friends lest they become your foes. You hold in your hands, today, the Future of generations not yet even conceived.’
Such is the message of Ricimer to all of the Peoples he encounters.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
He tells the Peoples until his throat is raw, his voice hoarse.
‘You have now, today, the Freedom to Choose,’ he tells them. ‘Find the Will to do so.’
The maw is open.
Now CHOOSE!’ he shouts.
And shoves the Peoples of Europe into the gaping maw of the smelter from which will emerge the Iron Will of the Peoples.

One man.
One Destiny.

A mother weeps for her son, who must do what no other can or will, no matter what.

Ullin of Iona counts, again, the Tears of Anna.

Sunday, May 5, 2019

Getting back into RICIMER mode ... BUT MEANWHILE ...

Let it be a challenge to me.

We left him at age 12 with almost the whole of his very active life ahead of him.

He's got places to go, things to do, people to see.

Protege of Aetius, along with Majorian and Aegidius, Ricimer's Destiny is not going to be an easy one.

In between us abandoning Ricimer in the days of his youth, Our Characters have taken the bit in their collective teeth and skipped ahead to when they journey to America in the year 1600. Two of the AINE Books are written and in print (and on Kindle). Then we skip ahead yet again to meet the lot of them in the 1800s - in America's Wild West. That they bring their own Wild Ways with them is a given since the Young Ones show up (Colum, Saorsa, Marra, and Mamm the Younger). IF you've met them already, you don't need to wonder that the American West might be just about to get a little more wild than it already was.
This is the painting I used for the cover of the 'Go West!' book that has Our Characters moving from western Kansas into eastern Colorado, and then preparing for their next western move - to the Colorado Rockies.

So ... it's going to be a toss-up between RICIMER and these Characters of the American West (along with finishing the rest of the AINE Books) as to which will manage to get done in what order.

Stay tuned.


CATCHING UP WITH ARTWORK

These three were painted for the 2019 Las Animas Art Show in conjunction with the annual Santa Fe Trail Day Celebration. The 2019 theme was TRAILBLAZERS AND STARGAZERS.

Titled 'Go West!' this depicts an early morning leave-taking by a small group of covered wagons. 
The piece is 2' x 2', acrylic on fabric.


I titled this one simply 'Grandad', used a photo of my grandfather riding a bronc, 
paired it with a background of an early spring morning,
and used acrylic and texturing on really rough canvas.
aka 'Trailblazer'


Here is the 'Stargazer' part of things. 
The 'ghostly silhouette' effect is because this is the back of the original.
I messed up the front sky & couldn't fix it, so flipped it.
Acrylic on fabric.


So those are the pieces for that art show.

Going back a bit further:

Someone from Denver commissioned two pieces, both fairly large.

Here's the mock-up for one of them:

Acrylic on rough canvas, this little piece is probably about a foot by a foot and a half.

Here's the finished piece sized 5' x 2':

It's resized her to 30% of the original photo size.

Here's the reverse of it, just because ... 

The 'because' is that we wanted this one to be able to be back-lit.
Used very lightweight fabric stretched very tight so the pigments would bleed through.
This back view of the piece has an abstract look to it. 
The foreground is Not overlaid onto the background.

The other commissioned piece turned out to be two back-to-back on the same piece of fabric (the same lightweight tightly stretched as the above piece, only with many layers of paint); one side textured, the other side not ... same essential scene but very different looks. The story behind that is that the front (textured) side had me so frustrated that I needed a break from it. So I flipped it and let the flip side relax me enough to re-tackle the front. 

When I get time I'll do a post in my artwork blog about the process of getting this 6' x 3' piece developed. For now, here's the front:

It's an early morning dawning from up on a mountain,
looking south toward another range.

Here's the 'other side':

Same view, different mood.

And again a bit further back - these next two are from 2018 December - about five feet by two-and-a-half or so.

ASPEN QUEEN (one of the variations) acrylic on cotton; designed to be back-lit.

Don't mind the shadows - these photos were taken hurriedly 
as they were being loaded into someone's vehicle.
This one has a tri-color base coat: 
cobalt blue top; off-white center; dark lower.
Then over-painted.




You want more?
Okay, we can do that.

Here's one I did just for the fun of it - on that rough canvas:

Texture with acrylic.


Coming back to the present, here's a set of hand-painted note cards. I painted a lot of them outside up in the mountains. Parked my vehicle on a pull-over along Phantom Canyon in the Colorado Rockies, pulled out my ancient little card table and newer camp-chair, unpacked my artwork 'go-kit', and ... just painted ... Others were done in my sister's cottage-studio, wood-fire keeping it toasty.












These next couple are waiting for over-lay.


There are a bunch more similar to these in various colors/combinations, so I've got some over-laying to get done! I may use paint; I may use ink ... we shall see what we shall see !! I'm just grateful to have this time up here to spend on this.

Does it feel a mite odd to be going from big paintings to little ones?

Yes.

You've already seen one of the texture/acrylic pieces on 100 year old cedar shake - there are more of them, and more plain acrylic on plain wooden plaques - but their photos aren't going to get added today!















Sunday, April 28, 2019

artwork on 100 year old cedar shakes

One of my favorites:


It's acrylics and texturing on the cedar shake that came off the roof of my old house.

2019 SANTA FE TRAIL DAY LAS ANIMAS COLORADO

This year's theme was TRAILBLAZERS & STARGAZERS



For 85 years this has been an annual celebration on the last weekend of April in this little town on the Arkansas River in Colorado.

Celebrating the cultures of the area makes for a fun day. Indigenous Folk, Spanish/Mexican, Mestizo, Black, Traders, Homesteaders, Ranchers, Farmers, Town Folk ... and somehow it all just worked.

If you take a drive in this area now, you'll see cattle of all types, goats, sheep, llama, horses, lots of dogs, some cats, hog operations south of town, crops of corn, wheat, oats, sorghum, melons, onions, peppers, alfalfa, beans, and who knows what all else, people who represent all of the above list and some new-comers, plenty of churches, folks who open doors for one another and say "How ya doin'?" to all and sundry ... and watch out for each other. 

The emergency response teams are top of the line. We had a fire east of town recently that started in the river bottom of the Purgatoire River (called the Picketwire locally) and burned its way south to the Arkansas River bottom and then east along it. Took about 600 acres and would have been so much worse had it not been for all the area firefighters coming to help, and the National Guard's helicopters dumping water on it in strategic spots. When push comes to shove True Colorado Folk stick together and get the job done.

Our family's ranch was run by my grandparents; before that our great-grandparents homesteaded down south of town too, east of where Grandma and Grandad ranched. Before that, there were a couple of generations in west Kansas. Our lineage came to America in the 1600s (Quakers) and followed what has come to be known as the Traditional American Westward Trek. We had to stop going west when we got to Alaska and Hawaii.

Las Animas has been 'home' to us for six generations now. Most of us have gone in all the directions of the compass from here - but we know our way home.


Here are a few photos of the parade - there were many many horses and riders, too! 
For a Small Town USA event, it was mighty fine! 


"We have seen His Star and come to worship Him"


A homestead couple


This group later danced in the intersection


Bent's Old Fort was first a trading post


A man and his horse


Just a few of the MANY riders in this parade


Gotta love the Hereford cattle !! 




Saturday, April 20, 2019

Saturday, April 20, 2019




On this day my soul is quiet.

It’s maybe a special kind of peace, perhaps a little unexpected. Because this is the day to remember the battle that raged a couple of thousand years ago as the Holy Trinity fought to bring Balance to a world that had need of it.

How to put into words what that means?

I don’t think anyone has ever been able to find those words. It’s more something a person intuits than explains. That makes it real at a depth that goes beyond words, or even feelings. It just IS. It’s affirmation of the power of I AM and you either get that or you don’t. Either way, with or without our being able to understand it, the result is the same.

God is Love really does mean something.

And so, today, the memory of who we are rises unbidden. Today, because of the battle that was fought and won all those long years ago, my soul can be quiet, remembering the meaning of the word Love.

It is not a day to spend in worry or tears. We already know that battle has been won.

What battle, you ask?

Well, yesterday was what we call Good Friday, when the Son finished one sort of battle on our behalf. Today is the day He fought and won an even more significant battle on our behalf. See, the thing is that it’s fairly easy for us to identify with the humanity of the Son, which is why He came in the first place. What’s harder for us to wrap our heads around is that we did not truly lose the Light when the Son of the Trinity left his human body behind on that cross and the world went dark for a time. He wasn’t lost at all. He knew exactly where He was and what He was doing. He was/is as much the Holy Trinity as always, keeping the Balance of our world intact. Physically, in a way that we can intellectually understand – spiritually in a way that our souls recognize.

The Light of the World took on the Darkness and won, keeping the Balance.

And so our own personal trinities (body, mind, spirit) are brought to Balance. That is what this day, the day between death and life, is all about I think. A day to remind us all that our time here is a gift; and the Son came to show us how to make the most of that gift. Birth, a life to live, death, and life again. How we choose to spend the life we have been given to live is up to us.

That there will be battles for each and all of us to face is a given. Body, mind, and spirit … all kinds of battles have to be fought and won. This day, the day between life and death and life, is a day to remember that the Holy Trinity keeps all in Balance. Our battles come and they go, same as we do. Some we will win; some we will lose (because we are not the Son) but in the end the War is Already Won.

Maybe that’s why my soul rests easy today.

In a world seemingly filled with hatred, spite, cruelty, and darkness working overtime, the Light still shines. Bright as bright can be, or in little flickers that mock the darkness and destroy its power, the Light shines on.

Because God is Love, not hate. The Holy Trinity rules all, has no need for aggression, no reason to inflict harm, no desire to diminish any person, place, or thing in a world so carefully and intricately wrought. That is darkness which hates aggressively, inflicts harm, and tries to diminish what has been set into place by the Almighty. That is darkness, and has already been defeated.

Tomorrow will bring again its own battles.

For today, my soul is quiet.

Remembering.

Knowing.