post 50

in a few days my daughter will turn 50 years old, and she is my “baby”. coincidently, my post today on wordpress, is my 50th post. and so i am going to take care of odds and ends that have been left dangling and then say goodbye to blogging. “post 50” will be my final post which began in a cemetery and will end in our plans and hopes for the future. a heartfelt thank you to those who have spent time reading what i have written, and especially to friends who have taken the time to leave comments. here goes….

 

where was i (hallie ford)

 “where was i when we voted for life and death”

a sculpturally framed art piece from found wood by nic, writing by sloy, now hanging in the northwest artist’s room at the Hallie Ford Museum.

ephemera

ephemera. places dave’s mother visited when she was young. she is no longer with us and so part of the process we are now involved in includes culling ephemera (and soon our art) and making choices about what to go on with and what to let go.

casper

downtown casper, wyoming, “gateway to the frontier”.  hotels, old timey cars, ballroom, dining room, lobby, bar.

earring1back

for jan, our neighbor, who asked if i would please take a closer picture of some earrings i was wearing in one photo on facebook. this is one of many pairs of cardboard earrings nic has made for me through the years. although they appear heavy, they are in fact, much lighter than most commercial earrings.

earring1

the other side of the same earring as above.

earring 2 back

this is the earring that “matches” the one above. they are meant to be worn as a pair, though i tend to wear either one or the other as they are a strong enough statement singly.

earring 2

and this is the other side of the one above. sorry to have taken so long to respond to your request, jan.

our little sitting room

and here, dear readers, is where our attention will be directed for some time now. this is a small room in our house meant to be a second bedroom, but we use it for our “parlor”, our living room, a place to seat guests who visit in some comfort. we have a wall unit holding a tv, stereo, bar (open) and other civilized paraphernalia as well as the furniture you see. our intentions are to clear out this room so that we can bring our art home out of storage. a huge job as there is nowhere else for all this stuff to go. most will have to go away, somehow, and it is difficult to let go. this is as much as we know right now, and so it is all i will say about it, excepting that it is exciting to think about change, about having our art here with us.

camano deck

i say goodbye with this lovely picture of the deck off the cabin on camano island where we spent many, many years with great joy in a paradise-like setting, the saratoga passage seen here barely through the trees in the upper left, with its ferries, ships, boats and wildlife and sunsets, the beach below. my father and his wife, my stepmother, hosted many a family get-together here, and we filled the deck with conversation and laughter and children and grandchildren. kay thompson took this picture and posted it on facebook, and we are immensely grateful to her for it, as this photo represents time past. my father no longer reclines in a lounge chair in that far left corner by the white table, and the gatherings are no more. we must move on.

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10 thoughts on “post 50

  1. Hi San & Dave…what an amazing post. I’ve read all of it & really taken it to heart…change is everything. Our building just sold & so we are changing too..letting go of more things,learning more about how to be together & how to make art and how to grow older with joy & discipline. What a miracle life is: I mean ” real” personal histories, all the people we love, all the letting go. Your words really hit me with the reality of these things. It fills my heart with love and longing–the past was a miracle for me of love and guidance & learning. Never forgetting anyone who was part or whole. The future takes shape & then falls away into the newer forms. Love you both for your courage. It lifts me up & helps me move forward. All so precious. David is filling boxes right now & I’m letting go bit by bit. Hopefully left with the essence of new discoveries. You two are great. Really, love to you both. Clouds in circles, always changing form…that’s my lesson!!!! Xoxo

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    1. all best to you two also! one of life’s biggest stressors is having to relocate. perhaps the change will give you a new
      outlook, a “new” start on the way you see and live your life. we certainly hope so. thanks for the deeply thoughtful post here.

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  2. each endeavor we start has a beginning and an end, knowing when that end time has come is a good thing. so glad i have come to know you two these last few years.

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  3. Hi San, wow, what a melancholy post. I remember that porch on Camino island. What a fun time we had there. Glad no one fell off that deck. I was wondering why you have to bring all your art from storage? Is it something you have to do, or just want to do? Either way, it sounds like a big job. hoping to visit Oregon this year and will let you know when and if we do…. Hey, Cali is still doing really well. She will be 22 in May. The vet said that he was “pleasantly shocked” how good her blood work was, but eventually, like many older cats, her kidneys will let her down. I am hoping she makes it to 25. Love you guys.

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    1. kory, cali at 22! amazing and good to hear. she is a sweet kitty. the tone of this post may be nostalgic, perhaps a wee melancholy, but we are doing well and looking forward to this new stage in our life together. storage units stuff the art like an overfilled closet. we need to see the work in person once again. see you and marse this summer.

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