“We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming. We cannot stop the spring or the fall or make them other than they are. They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse. But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives.” — Gary Zukav
Mile Marker 487, 16″x22″
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“Photography, as we all know, is not real at all. It is an illusion of reality with which we create our own private world.” — Arnold Newman
Mile Marker 469, 35″x51″
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“The Wedding” ©Chris Dahlquist
“The Hand Magazine is dedicated to being the world’s premier forum for innovative and experimental uses of reproduction-based media. We are interested in how artists include their own hand in the art object while utilizing mechanical or reproduction-based techniques.”
The Hand Magazine was founded in 2013 by Kansas City based photographer and educator Adam Finkelston who I am happy to know and be inspired by on a regular basis. He and his business partner, printmaker James Meara, began the publication to create a forum for artists working in photography and printmaking allowing artists access to a larger audience. Thank you Adam and James!
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I’ve just added two of my favorite shows to my 2016 schedule and I am getting itchy feet to get the travel season under way.
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I am continuing to hear from shows, so my year’s travel schedule is not fully completed. If you want to make sure that you’re invited to any shows I am doing in your area, or know someone that should receive an invitation, be sure to get on my email list and you won’t miss a thing!
“Our everyday lives are filled with complex decisions. We long for simplicity and ordinariness.”
–Ursus Wehrli
Mile Marker 519, Triptych 45″x29″ (x3)
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I don’t make New Year’s resolutions but I did write a manifesto at the beginning of our six week camping trip last summer. A declaration of my intentions for the time away from our normal routine were written on an easily accessible index card that was shoved in my pocket, my backpack, the dash of the van or wherever I was most likely to see it. And, when we returned home, I carried it in my bag where I would see it every time I went for my keys.
What served me well on my vacation continues to serve me well at home, and at the risk of sounding trite, has made home a little more like vacation.
A little worse for wear.
Manifesto, resolution, intentions, mantra whatever you want to call it I plan to continue it on into 2016.
How about you? Do you make resolutions? Manifestos? A word of the year (which I can’t resist since I love individual words so much)? A theme?
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” — Rabindranath Tagore
Mile Marker 490, 16″x22″
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“The coming and going of the seasons give us more than the springtimes, summers, autumns, and winters of our lives. It reflects the coming and going of the circumstances of our lives like the glassy surface of a pond that shows our faces radiant with joy or contorted with pain.” — Gary Zukav
“Mile Marker 444″, 35″x51”
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Reverend W.W. and Adena Jones
As I prepare to spend the day with loved ones, friends so dear that the line between family and friends was blurred long ago by a friendship forged with my grandparents and passed along the generations, I recall once again the legacy that was left to me in both big and small ways. The legacy of love, of gratitude, of faithfulness.
(Thank you for indulging me once again in my Thanksgiving tradition of reading and sharing this beautiful inheritance.)
Written on Thanksgiving Day, 1945 by my Grandfather, Rev. Dr. W.W. Jones to my Grandmother, Adena White Jones, before he returned home from serving as a chaplain in WW2.
For some reason on this Thanksgiving day my thoughts have picked up that little phrase someone wrote us when we were married. “May there be just enough clouds to make the sunset beautiful.” Of course it would be quite a shallow view of life if we thanked God only for the bright and pleasant things. For this would be such a dreadful place in which to live without the clouds and the rain. So I’m especially thankful today that I have you for my sunshine, and we can look out all our windows at the clouds, which will make our sunset beautiful, and that you will always be there to warm my heart when it is cold, to be my strength when I would falter, to hold my hand when I have lost the way.
Grandmommie & DaddyBuck
All my reams of paper couldn’t contain the mercies that I’m thankful for today, for they pass my imagination in an never-ending parade. The rain of yesterday, the bright sunshine of today; the little ponds of ice I saw outside this morning, a shelter warm as toast; memories, rich and mellow, embroidered with hearty friendship and camaraderie; enemies – and the joy of being able not to hate them; cool water from a spring on a long, hot hike; good food that makes one comfortable inside; flitting glimpses out of the past that now seems so far away, so much apart of another world that one gives pause to think-could it be so and could that have been me? Continue reading
“Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.” – William Arthur Ward
Mile Marker 515, 35″x51″
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