Home Sweet Home and Channeling Youth

Illustration by Earnest Clayton, Collection of California Wildflowers.  Courtesy of SFPL

 California Poppies MotorBike Gang circa mid 1950's

 Illustration by Margaret Warriner Buck from The Wildflowers of California, Their Names, Haunts and Habits by Mary Eliz. Parsons (1921 Philopolis Press San Francisco)

San Francisco and Forget-me-nots, above image California (unknown)

via Defunct Speedways

above image Clergy and Choir stall seat cushion California needlepoint motif by Elizabeth Higman Brossy

I'm originally from small town in Los Angeles County, California.  I miss California like crazy today.  Feeling like getting a burrito on my very, very old stomping grounds of the Mission in San Francisco, CA.  Filled with fresh warm deliciousness!  Oh well, maybe I can learn to make soyrizo from scratch.  I like where I'm at for now here in the midwest.  Don't get me wrong.  It's just that there is kinda a secret goal, not so secret now, of ours to be living out on the West Coast once more.  But till then gotta focus on the Iowa life and keeping the children and ourselves happy.  I love the photos of the California Poppy bike gang, they are really representing!  Also, I can't tell you how strong of a link there is between California Poppies and my childhood in the semi-desert valley where I grew up.  I'd spend hours on the steep slope next to my parent's house dreaming of moving to a more happenin' town filled with the noises of the city and staring into the orange poppies and feeling like there was hope of something more.  Just sayin'.  Happy Wednesday.


And in honor of the bright spirit of youth there is this period 1971 movie about two english teenagers in love, semi-corny (but endearing) 70's pop songs and sweet cinematography...

Inside this and dear

New work available in the shop as printed matter.    

When we first moved here to Algona, Iowa Chris' mom took me for a drive to his aunt's house.  We went through a wooded area called Call Park and some deer were there to say hello as we turned the corner.  Looking right at us.

It was the first time in awhile I felt like maybe everything might be alright, considering we were living at Chris' parents house at the time and the whole move was so sudden and urgent.  Thank goodness things turned out just fine, a month later we found a spot to live thanks in part mostly to Chris' Dad finding out about a place up for rent and moved right in.

Earth and our Acceleration.

hot dog that is hilarious!

and

Nasa space gardens.

and

This fancy horse-tail dance makes me happy. Even though it's taking place in a plaza of some sort, it still manages to evoke a feeling of 'freeness' and wild places. Like a memory.

Pushing aside the crap that doesn't matter to replace with new patterns is welcome, anyway doing what I can to attempt this at most times, hopefully accomplishing it too. Mind and matter union.