These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Thursday, June 28, 2007

My Excuses

Life continues to be a bit of a whirlwind. Obviously! As Caroline noted in the last set of comments, I post and then disappear for a week. It isn't intentional, but rather an attempt to learn to fit the new pieces of the puzzle of my life into the old existing parts.

The job is one big piece. It really doesn't take a lot of my time, but I'm learning a new business, and it is sometimes challenging. While I have a big toe in the door of the art world, there are many things new to me, and acting as PR for the Gallery, I'm having to try to catch up the the pack. It's coming along. Also I find that every time I go to the Gallery with the intention of spending an hour or two I'm there for double or triple that! I'm not forced to stay, but when I'm there I meet other artists or townspeople; this is both interesting and informative for my future endeavors. So I go, and I linger. And the boss always buys lunch, even if I'm not "on the clock." How can I turn that down??

Today I did a telephone interview with an artist that I haven't met in preparation for another article in the newspaper. What a delightful woman! She has been a practicing artist for just two and a half years, following over twenty years as an RN. she wanted to be a painter as a child, but the responsible-self won out and she ministered to others by being a nurse. Now she is finding that she can minister to another part of people with her art. She will be the featured artist at the Gallery for the month of July and is just delighted about it. I was encouraged because, since I am a late-comer to the art world, as well, I feel there is hope for me to succeed, even this late. She gave me some wonderful information about techniques, materials, and resources that are going to prove invaluable to me in the coming months.

In the next week, I will be lunching with other artists who will be featured in coming months to interview them and get started on their write-ups. Also, the boss is taking me with him to meet some folks in another town who will potentially be an essential component in launching my photos into public displays. I find it both exciting and unnerving to be so close. I expect that with a few weeks, it will be real ... my contribution to the field will be out there for public scrutiny, praise or scorn. It will be alongside exhibits of artists that I now recognize to be really fine crafts persons. Exciting, yes. Exhilarating, yes. Scary as hell, OHMYGAWD, YES!!!

And in the confines of my private life, I'm pretty much done with the unpacking. I'm now beginning to set up for the garage sale, and I frankly feel overwhelmed by it all. There is SO much stuff to price. Gail has offered to help with that, and I'm going to let her do as much as she can. She can be impartial about pricing, and I think that's good. It is hard for me when something is worth $100 to me, but I realize that someone else might not think it's worth $1. I'm pretty sure Gail would find a price somewhere in between those two.

Related to the garage sale, I'll tell you about a strange encounter I had yesterday. I went to the local lumber yard to buy two sheets of plywood and to have them split so I would have four pieces of plywood that were 2' X 8'. These were to make tables, using sawhorses as legs, to display the garage sale items. I was told that they can't split them. Huh?? They are a lumber yard!! No, "it takes a special saw" and they didn't have one. I asked why. I was told that the one they had burned in a fire they had. I asked when it would be replaced. Reply: with a shrug, "Maybe never; the fire was over two years ago." OH...GOOD...GRIEF!!! I even said I didn't care if it splintered somewhat because of the intended purpose, but they wouldn't do it. I asked how I was supposed to (1) get it home in those big sheets (2) unload it and (3) cut it at home if it takes a special saw. They didn't know. I left. No, I stormed out. What a ridiculous thing for a lumber yard to say to a customer. They sell it, but they don't cut it to fit???

I'm not sure what I'm doing about this problem now. My only known alternative is to drive an hour or more to Roswell or Alamogordo to buy and have the sheets split. I'll work it out, but I'm so frustrated!!

But you? Y'all get off easy. All you have to do is look at this.....

We had a storm a few days ago. It began like this ....

Then it went to this......

And this.....

And I got a few pix of lightening flashing behind the clouds .....

Now, a few shots of thistle blossoms in the corral.

Beautiful things, aren't they?

But they create the most obnoxious weeds I can think of. Think of a dandelion with painfully pokey spines growing eight feet tall. Well, they're pretty now ... tomorrow they get the Roundup!

And just for kicks ... can you see why this is called an "alligator pine"???


  1. The pictures are lovely. I'm stunned the lumber yard would say that to you. And it sounds like you having the time of your life at the gallery! How exciting for you!

  2. I've never seen thistles like that! If they weren't prickly, I'd keep them, they're really very beautiful!

  3. I"m in shock at the Lumber Yard also. I think I would have left them and drove to wherever I had to, to get what I needed. Hmphf.
    That's wonderful that the Gallery is working out so well for you!
    Beautiful pics!

  4. Just get the plywood and bring it by and I'll split it on my tablesaw. Ofcourse you know what I'll charge

  5. Traci - Thanks, and I was stunned into anger! Insane! Yes, I enjoy te Gallery a lot!

    Sandra - Yes, they are really beautiful, but golly, do they spread like crazy! I may even spray some on unoccupied land around me to avoid re-population of them.

    Patti - Well, yes, that is what I must do! I apparently have no choice! I still can't believe all of that. If I could get the sheets home in the 4'X8' size AND if I could manage to unload them AND if I could pick one up and put it onto the table with the saw or onto sawhorses, I might be OK. I've proven over the last couple years that I can do a lot, but that is beyond this old and worn out body!!

    Thanks on the Gallery and pix!

    Anon - Well, well, well! You couldn't resist surfacing for that, could you? LOL! How 'bout you bring the table saw here?

  6. I have found from living in small towns that if you hit a bump in the road like this it's always best to mention it to someone you know.

    You now know the gallery owner. Just mention it to them. They'll either do it for you or conversely, they'll make a call. Maybe someone will go with you with a table saw - who can say.

    It's probably that the person was having a bad day and may not reflect on you at all.

    So...just to commiserate here - I know it can be difficult especially if one is in a rush but small towns have their charms and they also, like big towns, have bumps in the road.

    Goodlife my friend.


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