tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19739064247886890232024-03-14T09:58:14.926-07:00Petrified AiRSept.1 2016 I received an email saying my request to be an Artist In Residence (AIR) at the Petrified Forest was accepted. This blog will follow me through the process and the final art produced during the residency.Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-53531039219503422522021-11-11T14:03:00.003-08:002021-11-11T14:03:37.631-08:00Going Home<p> <span style="font-size: medium;">Rambling thoughts today.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Cleaning up the Casita is the big chore of living there. Strange beasties and such think there is NO REASON for us to be there, and perhaps they are right. The cat and I have successfully repelled things on all our trips. Perhaps his chasing across the floor as I TRY to sleep and talking to himself is what scares them off. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I pass on some wisdom to the next tenant in the book by the bed they call the Guest Log:</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO0ZJ81yLF-eXHwNHtdvgS_rv3OVZvMs07abH09XsOXl4zjfA3ZlC2Zt0UcH5vtWdV7mwHwcsyfLLaY_2XV9sDKVrEfaxQTtfMfn_WoZL8q0LKucDriBhbzyyXOpVqSapAyJa_SsTGnio/s1440/log+desk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1094" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO0ZJ81yLF-eXHwNHtdvgS_rv3OVZvMs07abH09XsOXl4zjfA3ZlC2Zt0UcH5vtWdV7mwHwcsyfLLaY_2XV9sDKVrEfaxQTtfMfn_WoZL8q0LKucDriBhbzyyXOpVqSapAyJa_SsTGnio/s320/log+desk.JPG" width="243" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><ul><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My words of wisdom include refrigerating your trash. It is semi-primative. By today's standards, VERY. Mostly no internet unless your data plan works up there. But there is electricity and fridge, stove, microwave. Oh, and the cleanest tap water... sigh.... here in Mesa/Scottsdale/Phoenix, I have not sipped from a tap since I moved here in the 80s. Just smells like gas, and tastes like fish.</span></li><li style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Baby Navajo Taco is so perfect! I like Pow Wows because there are so many fry bread booths. BUT tacos are just huge. This Baby is so just right. Freshly made and a bit more merchandise than mama's handiwork, but it is the real thing.</span></li><li><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">There are sundried goodies in our pantry, including plenty of spare sheets and beddings, but you have to wash when done. I just bring my own. Since they traded queen bed for twins, I found I had a bit more than I needed:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtA_2SbToQDq9XHIxr7rZvH_B00YXg7M5aGi5WiuJrNE3A5PihoJHkBxrsWc14aw8fdwDJkaov_x6Fchsfukr9mmYksLxSNCkttFODd4fmjYWCvxJmLly0mOYjJvf8-OXSMx8LvR1v-7M/s2048/IMG_20211110_071313750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtA_2SbToQDq9XHIxr7rZvH_B00YXg7M5aGi5WiuJrNE3A5PihoJHkBxrsWc14aw8fdwDJkaov_x6Fchsfukr9mmYksLxSNCkttFODd4fmjYWCvxJmLly0mOYjJvf8-OXSMx8LvR1v-7M/w300-h225/IMG_20211110_071313750.jpg" width="300" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">Not a problem. I suggest a cat.</span></div></li><li><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">DO NOT FORGET YOUR COFFEE, as they have a brewer and liners but if you need that cup, bring your grinds.</span></span></li></ul><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I really committed to the nothing of the experience. I dawdled cleaning and made my third rearrangement of the furniture something I just feel compelled to do. The cat in my car is smooth as clockwork these days. Bigger car, and older cat. He slept all the way up and was only mildly interested in a little walk on the leash before we left. He is borderline boring.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I spent time in the visitor center in the Puerco Ruins. There is a semi-stupendous slideshow (a good 15 min) that has all the archaeological discoveries. I was mesmerized. Normally there is so much to do. I never actually DO anything.</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHGyOrEIkMk4B-fYFHbEAYGmYcsxhe-WepMYxAYO2kb-urwCiFWmh_IkGuV8lDH480IyjGRdsUSwfsuHAWp2YQnA7uMR5E0Wi0Fs7f2NZ-c8HZEkZR8KjUNXlq9g1fm7Qo3t21ZWzzjo/s1920/puercosm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1920" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHGyOrEIkMk4B-fYFHbEAYGmYcsxhe-WepMYxAYO2kb-urwCiFWmh_IkGuV8lDH480IyjGRdsUSwfsuHAWp2YQnA7uMR5E0Wi0Fs7f2NZ-c8HZEkZR8KjUNXlq9g1fm7Qo3t21ZWzzjo/s320/puercosm.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">On the way out, I made another pilgrimage to Newspaper Rock... not for the petroglyphs but for the omnipresent ravens. They literally were feet away this time, hanging around, grabbing bugs off our grills.</span></div></div></div><p></p><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; mso-padding-alt: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;">
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<p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">I will say, this is sort of wondrous. It is the first time I had people actually seem as excited to have me back as I was to think about my next return!!!</span></p></td></tr></tbody></table>Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-87317273541215450652021-11-10T05:49:00.008-08:002021-11-11T12:21:33.969-08:00Festivities<p style="text-align: center;"> I was up plenty early due to the cat deciding to drag race through the house. I am hoping that means he's chasing vermin! It still doesn't mean he hasn't found every single thing to knock off every single table but so far only one really scary centipede.</p><p style="text-align: center;">I made my coffee packed for chili weather, which means I overdressed and lo and behold they're in the Painted Desert Visitor Center parking lot was a gigantic truck filled with Christmas tree.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5BhFjvfWPaF1t2gipBYP3l5jE4_aAve1KW0t6qfT6cEVg_j8IidYPh_YR3WL7CFr7g_tXXpRE3cdP4DBJoz7wEYqqvp52Ifx3i5MPfvXzLJSwJ8lj11J3_Yy0SpqBlGe3QqkT_an2jI/s2048/IMG_20211109_093216631.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="513" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx5BhFjvfWPaF1t2gipBYP3l5jE4_aAve1KW0t6qfT6cEVg_j8IidYPh_YR3WL7CFr7g_tXXpRE3cdP4DBJoz7wEYqqvp52Ifx3i5MPfvXzLJSwJ8lj11J3_Yy0SpqBlGe3QqkT_an2jI/w684-h513/IMG_20211109_093216631.jpg" title="The US Capitol Christmas Tree arrives in the Petrified Forest NP." width="684" /></a></p><p>I arrived plenty early as the festivities weren't scheduled until 9:00 but luckily I got there just as the organizers said they wanted the ornament that was given to the truck driver (mine) last night to hang on the tree... that red space there at the very very back has clear windows and you can see a lot of the ornaments that have been given as special treats. I do believe the bulk of the ornaments beat the trailer to Washington DC. Because I goofed and left my phone in the car all I had was my camera which I can't upload from when I'm on the road but I did get a picture of me handing it to the representative.</p><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; text-align: right;">
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<p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> (<!--[endif]--><span style="color: white;"><o:p></o:p></span>Seriously forgive me as I had to take the photograph from the screen of the camera which was what I handed to the gentleman who is their official photographer. See I told you I overdressed and I'm sorry you can't really see the ornament that well 😯. I have other pictures that I can post later. This is just what I can do with my cell phone.)</p>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: right;">Aside from the free hot chocolate (which I vigorously enjoyed, having just escaped the hundreds and now into the high 90°s in Phoenix) there was a presentation which included an honor guard. And a nice little walk-through display from six Rivers National Forest including this gigantic slab from the bottom of the tree in the Box showing how old it was. Apparently it's one year older than I am.</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; mso-padding-alt: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;">
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<p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7uAkeFmehtqLEQognT9YUaAzDH15loxqy20szw7Q5UrGdW_hHkEbcktX9nQ5uWkaljBopmEMX-wSH8B0_arh27m1v-KOss_tCPEW7qIOtprNY74hbYHCx_OoPM1ZWxxWdtQz05pQQvE/s960/252630245_10228070355290665_3310552690523760466_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7uAkeFmehtqLEQognT9YUaAzDH15loxqy20szw7Q5UrGdW_hHkEbcktX9nQ5uWkaljBopmEMX-wSH8B0_arh27m1v-KOss_tCPEW7qIOtprNY74hbYHCx_OoPM1ZWxxWdtQz05pQQvE/w187-h249/252630245_10228070355290665_3310552690523760466_n.jpg" title="Me, chilly and outside the viewer of the US Capitol Tree" width="187" /></a></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I had plans to come and get fry bread on my way back in the evening but that was before I realized that I had slightly low tire pressure. From 100° to 39°. I believe that would account for it but it might be a better idea to check in Holbrook on my way out.</div><p style="text-align: center;">I spent the rest of the day doing the sort of things you would hope to do on a single solitary day in a single solitary place. I made myself drive out to the teepees and sit. Half an hour to 45 minutes in one spot just watching the clouds play on the badlands. And then I walked up to Puerto Pueblo and actually spent some time looking at it. I had already gotten some petroglyph pictures on a previous joint but this time I was more careful I didn't devour them hungrily I took photographs put down my camera and then watch them with my own eyes. As usual Ravens were doing their thing everywhere! And I think when Ravens show the rest of the animals are a little bit more shy.</p><p style="text-align: center;">I will tell you right now that one of the good things about this trip was I specifically tried to not take as many photographs I tried my best to experience so y'all are out the massive quantity of photo references I usually have, but I will say there are a few that are the memory evokers ...basically, casita experiences. Cats in the windows and sunsets....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVV3AxBbbJ1EzJ35W3XNyES53mjqEPJWJl6Snk1cOhKjaPNgTOaM_AwWv-xzh1xgvzbLPoTSj3H4Nf5C8JLAPxLTuLGA2tz2ml6WU5XJs8-0CrdLNS6kHcacgpqKMyg2ViRdOVIMIkntE/s2048/IMG_20211109_173055023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVV3AxBbbJ1EzJ35W3XNyES53mjqEPJWJl6Snk1cOhKjaPNgTOaM_AwWv-xzh1xgvzbLPoTSj3H4Nf5C8JLAPxLTuLGA2tz2ml6WU5XJs8-0CrdLNS6kHcacgpqKMyg2ViRdOVIMIkntE/w531-h398/IMG_20211109_173055023.jpg" title="The view of sunset from inside my casita at the Petrified Forest" width="531" /></a></div><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; mso-padding-alt: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;">
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A raven just flew past my window and I did not check for spelling errors... But so I can begin my day I'm going to just publish it and edit it when I get home I hope you all enjoyed this little adventure of mine. I do so love the Petrified Forest.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtluClBmwVymSj0q7rR5hqakitswWneI2eSawL5XdVLDEr8sY107pKoccG0CadTb7FhMYzYUJ7J7sD_igf0X4MXqr_GZtF0shnPYD_zRTzMJ_jQOvUzJ-0RHKQeVAleP2x2KvV4RlqH4Q/s2048/IMG_20211109_172856116.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Dusk at the Casita in Petrified Forest." border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtluClBmwVymSj0q7rR5hqakitswWneI2eSawL5XdVLDEr8sY107pKoccG0CadTb7FhMYzYUJ7J7sD_igf0X4MXqr_GZtF0shnPYD_zRTzMJ_jQOvUzJ-0RHKQeVAleP2x2KvV4RlqH4Q/w640-h480/IMG_20211109_172856116.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...A Post Script: I just found if you still have Facebook... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/478979625529759/posts/4642282629199417/"><span style="font-size: medium;">The US Capitol Christmas Tree Page</span></a></div></div>Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-23225739057982492582021-11-09T05:59:00.004-08:002021-11-11T12:50:00.337-08:00To See The Tree<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I negotiated myself a two-night stay in the l-shaped Casita in order to watch the US Capitol Christmas tree come through, which they asked me to design the ornament for:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvaihRzBQXsU7JiIJTNpNf3NAcjW69HhbFE8d0Lhh4azwlE_RMlVUXw2SLkGXZVYErLeCEbU7hP5kvwaKA4LZoAsa6-aPoIO148KDdHgrreXlWkPoAeQbvpRvQz50t1hXChiK_vHSjqvw/s1678/245567797_2653282551645856_8982148141955229436_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="860" data-original-width="1678" height="405" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvaihRzBQXsU7JiIJTNpNf3NAcjW69HhbFE8d0Lhh4azwlE_RMlVUXw2SLkGXZVYErLeCEbU7hP5kvwaKA4LZoAsa6-aPoIO148KDdHgrreXlWkPoAeQbvpRvQz50t1hXChiK_vHSjqvw/w790-h405/245567797_2653282551645856_8982148141955229436_n.jpg" width="790" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The parks requirements were that it be no larger than 12 in and waterproof. The theme was "Seven Rivers (the forest from whence the tree came), Many People, One tree." So I decided that the rivers of stone or sand or bentonite that make up the teepees where the many colorful Rivers, the petroglyphs of the people that live here were the many People, and the centerpiece with our cougar petroglyph logo is One (petrified) Tree! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That's my story and I'm sticking to it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse; mso-padding-alt: 0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;">
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<p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="text-align: center;"> But there was a request for glittery so I brought down with me extra glitter paint in a violet and green tone and outlined all of the petroglyphs which are hard to see in photographs so they're not worth taking more.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="text-align: left;">As usual my colleague and I made the trip very safely and arrived around 11:00. I know I'm a very weird girl and I have strange things that make me happy but staying here is one. And getting a magnet that I can wear around and look like I'm part of the park is the other.</span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFQnvvCSS7Ywh5cCPK0Zfvzxk8a7cLy6IEYxr_saUUMIDtmN3ju1-ao83f-Q7idy9tLt3F3-Wo56gR0k_8WqCjdFPGmbl863f1X25UgRz80eamCKK7AYdLYdiZvrdVGkRLF8vTJu-bbA/s1080/IMG_20211108_202220_497.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFQnvvCSS7Ywh5cCPK0Zfvzxk8a7cLy6IEYxr_saUUMIDtmN3ju1-ao83f-Q7idy9tLt3F3-Wo56gR0k_8WqCjdFPGmbl863f1X25UgRz80eamCKK7AYdLYdiZvrdVGkRLF8vTJu-bbA/w640-h640/IMG_20211108_202220_497.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I had a very sad revelation. I am old. 4 years ago when I lived here I was in better shape had not sat on my butt during a 2-year pandemic and even then I was not the world's greatest hiker. After a 3-hour car trip with no stops, (I had a really great audiobook that let me drive straight through. I finally figured out how to download from my library so I listen to Desert Solitaire about a guy staying in arches National monument be moaning his knowledge that it would soon be developed in the 1960s 😥) when I picked up the ornament to do some touch-up I realized my hand was somewhat shaky, my knees were not working properly and my back hurt. Sleeping on memory foam is not good for me. I have a big butt. <i>I admit it right now</i> I need something that supports the arch in my back and memory foam, as the commercial says remembers things and seems grumpier than it should!</p><p>There have been many changes on the inside here. Number 77 used to be the spillover Casita I believe. The last time I was here they were working on my old AIR cabin, so I believe now the Artist in Residence were housed over here. Wisely they split the queen size bed into two twins. Instead of having a massively bizarre fold-out bed you just had extra sleeping space in case you had a guest. I checked all the screens, as the last time I stayed here my cat decided it wanted to escape through one. The three screens that were ugly that I took out of the windows because the frames were falling apart are now no longer even available to me. But the ones that were in the windows were in excellent shape. First thing I did when I got in here was open up the window and Thingy jumped right up.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa8lSvFdA5FZqvzNTDfWYq1TdHVyC97yyxYaYQf556Fs8g2P6GneYIDxBr4JHdI4n9xZAcy5HD1Zw-0mTi8l3aFltbXKDijSVsW77G5EH7zOfuDGru2WngpUROI6QX4jkiowr8XxGBSY/s2048/IMG_20211108_133329484.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa8lSvFdA5FZqvzNTDfWYq1TdHVyC97yyxYaYQf556Fs8g2P6GneYIDxBr4JHdI4n9xZAcy5HD1Zw-0mTi8l3aFltbXKDijSVsW77G5EH7zOfuDGru2WngpUROI6QX4jkiowr8XxGBSY/s320/IMG_20211108_133329484.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We are here typing on the morning of my second day - well, after my first night - and as I'm looking out just after the sunrise, over my cute little car I noticed a solitary jogger. There are brave people here! She was lean and young looking and obviously worked in the Painted Desert area and was taking advantage of the amazing opportunity she had living here in the park. I will update you all as the day progresses but I just wanted you to know how happy I was to be home again.</div><br /><p></p>Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-57760012580252718082021-06-09T11:41:00.021-07:002021-10-15T12:27:15.827-07:00Brief Return<p> Hello again.</p><p>I did a really swift trip up this year as it began to warm up and I raced through a day. 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Well some the same, but new perspectives. This last one was a great new display in PDI of the room where a Harvey Girl stayed when she worked here!</span><span style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">My pal Hallie was doing demos on the edge of the Crystal Forest describing the "rocks"... fossils, petrified wood and even pottery that are everywhere!.</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AoZjuprppfsdnXCaj9y8vS6Q5AfiQJ_KV3q8T4H6S5hdwIqBsrnd1NGB_nXhqhrqOgNtygyprAbEFjUHMJuhaN3pDhtNZz69WeWyZRvm0hZboJJo7LUYlTx6OkvA0xkh5pwb9Ot6YE/s2048/IMG_7581b.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5AoZjuprppfsdnXCaj9y8vS6Q5AfiQJ_KV3q8T4H6S5hdwIqBsrnd1NGB_nXhqhrqOgNtygyprAbEFjUHMJuhaN3pDhtNZz69WeWyZRvm0hZboJJo7LUYlTx6OkvA0xkh5pwb9Ot6YE/w640-h480/IMG_7581b.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></span></div>I stayed in Holbrook for two nights and ALMOST found myself in the park a bit later than I expected. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXT5ufd_uZttNkHxMaeRWvWedrDNYetA3dSMQYmIy15SxVTiJKRye3TGRAS_ff4ItTdW7y3dH60e3-Dl0OX9eUJCgLSlHeFg1oSuhClG-gNtSsIn-QdKzPsU15onfpduvQHWff6MIiI0/s4608/IMG_7698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3456" data-original-width="4608" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXT5ufd_uZttNkHxMaeRWvWedrDNYetA3dSMQYmIy15SxVTiJKRye3TGRAS_ff4ItTdW7y3dH60e3-Dl0OX9eUJCgLSlHeFg1oSuhClG-gNtSsIn-QdKzPsU15onfpduvQHWff6MIiI0/w200-h150/IMG_7698.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><br />My new (well very used but pretty and two year old) Kia had a fuel indicator saying I had precisely enough gas to get me to Holbrook IF I were not inside the park. I shiver at the though of running out of gas on the freeway!!! BUT the pumps on the north side were self serve and still open. This was one of the most exciting things about the return visit. I am not as thrilled that civilization is so easy to find, and my cell service was till highly problematic but that gas station saved my night!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thingy came. 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(Due to a simple but tragic mis-reading of my schedule, I was ORIGINALLY assigned this month for my AIR, so I wondered if there were any gaps in the schedule that I might come back and do a little token residing) This year it snowed his first day out and I forgot about what I will return to ...Phoenix HEAT!<br />
The trip down was via Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado and last time I went up that route a couple of years ago I was crying on the way down. The beetle kill was so awful. This time I left early in the long shadows of morning, to the west, so the sun did not blind me and NO TRUCKS stressed me out! I really enjoyed it! Then back through the mountains and on to the familiar flat Rez land on the way back to Arizona.<br />
Kip did arrange a three night recovery for me, from the 12 hour trip. I feel it a lot more coming home than driving up. Probably the depression of coming back to boring old home....<br />
In to the Park, I was eyeball burned and aware that it was no longer Spring. The deep autumn in the park brings rusts and gold to the rolling flat grasslands. And the air was softer, whiter. I found there was a lot of "controlled" burning going on in the area. It was seriously changing the nature of the place.<br />
Once I located my key and was settled in to cabin 77, the L-shaped one, I met my neighbors, a water colorist and her husband from Tubac. They had arrived the night before and I gave them my brief park rundown. They also made me feel guilty that I was not up to the task of this place.... Relived that an artist was in the park to contribute to the experience, but again, not sure where I fit..<br />
I had been turned down for another residency (and I should have held off for next year, as I an already hoarding the days I can talk someone in to giving me precious hours here) but I had thought I might work on a sample of my project if I can apply it to another park... I have my eyes set on Mesa Verde as I had a short email chat with someone there and they MAY allow the cat! <br />
I wanted to do what I do best - humans. The project, which really was an offshoot of the ill-fated model release I never ended up using, was to meet and immortalize at least one visitor a day, probably from another country, with a brief interview and a lot of photos. To show how really valuable the park is to US. The humans who revitalize ourselves, who often only get to experience actual nature in these parks. <br />
Now with the impending doubling of fees, I think it is even more necessary to show that access by EVERYONE is necessary! We own these places and we need them to STAY human.<br />
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I packed for Denver and found myself lacking some necessities for the Park. I have all (oh, I am nearing another good 500 if not more photos from the Denver Zoo and Rocky Mountain Arsenal wildlife snapshots) my photos in the camera, but forgot to bring the card reader for to put them into the computer to use when I am connected by wifi in the few areas of the park that I can connect!<br />
I did learn that my phone can transfer a few photos, so we are lacking the beautiful shots and back to being a tourist!!!<br />
Here is the Thing, settling in at his home away from home:<br />
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<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-37689657287971187872017-09-23T12:08:00.000-07:002017-09-23T12:08:39.123-07:00Outreaching and updating.... and adventures ahead!I realized a lot of drafts were sitting in my program here, waiting for better photos and I forgot to upload them!!!<br />
So this is just an update on my recent adventures.<br />
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I have learned PowerPoint and just finished my third presentation as my outreach for the Artist in Residence obligation...well <u>gratification </u>would be better named.....<br />
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In July, I spoke at the Scottsdale Artist League. August was Tempe Artist Guild and just Wednesday, gave a presentation to a great group of quilters called the Mavericks! I bring my borrowed projector (GREAT thanks to the amazing Arizona Art Alliance and Mike Brady) and did this one in the daytime! Still was able to show the drop in the bucket of my over 3000 photos from that month living in the Petrified Forest. When I return, November is Peoria Artist League and January will be the Mesa Art League. Hopefully I will carry a little less of the original art with me for show and tell as it will be moving into galleries or permanent homes... or donation to the PARK!<br />
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Summer is always fighting the cabin fever I get in so many days over 100° weather in the Phoenix area, so I am coming out of my despair and starting to plan my annual car trip to Denver in October.<br />
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I have offered to be present for my original month of October (because of the annual jaunt, I nearly declined, but Kip was able to double up artists in May...so I was out of sync) during the last week of the month as I drive back. So I hope to put on my badge and set up - for a couple of days at least - in the PDI to work on a small secondary project of portraying the visitors!<br />
My first concept was supposed to center around the ravens, and where they would lead.... but they basically HID from me most of the month! This time I want to interview people stopping in and see if they will let me borrow their visages for a project emphasizing the HUMAN aspect of the park!<br />
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I am loading materials and getting them ready for the road as I go up to enjoy the trees turning in Centennial and come back to see another season in my beloved PEFO.<br />
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Just throw in a visual aid...<br />
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...from a previous trip..... I KNOW they will mob me this time!</div>
<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-50890753018424065592017-09-09T11:43:00.000-07:002017-10-17T16:58:42.891-07:00Spider Woman's HandsI am a portrait painter. Because of that I am rather meticulous in trying to get model releases from anyone who could be recognized from my work. Everyone who is demonstrating or helping in the park, from Rangers to Volunteers, all have to sign off on copyright issues. They become part of the public benefit, just like the scenery (so I was public domain while I was there!!!)<br />
When I was lucky enough to witness this presentation, I asked for a release and was greeted with "let me think about it"<br />
There is a very good reason to think it over.<br />
The Native Americans in the Southwest have been iconic and functioned at money-making props for many artists and tourism promotions and have not benefitted from their "personhood". You are your face and features. Stealing the one thing you ARE is a very tricky issue.<br />
So, even as I left, she was still thinking.....<br />
I have tweaked a bit the experience and this is the image I have of the presentation! No face, just the amazing experience of watching hands on a traditional loom....<br />
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I began with a way too detailed drawing. The skin on these ancient hands is so full of character, much like the weathered mounds in the badlands of the park..<br />
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This was always the fun stuff! I love exploring flesh and although this model did not have my requisite "eyeballs" I say I paint, the humanity is what I hoped to capture. I am always in love with work that shows it is not a photo, but the work of a human being, so I always like to stop before it is done, but this needs a better environment...</div>
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Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-19014884397612107542017-08-31T10:58:00.000-07:002017-09-23T11:01:58.733-07:00Driving Home - ArtIt is a long hot summer!<br />
I have been stuck in my house for the last couple of months, looking at my photos and tweaking my presentations for art groups in Phoenix Area.<br />
I did a nice presentation for the Teme Artists League in September and I will be showing for the Mavericks group of quilters and fabric artists this month. There have been some amazing fiber artists who were AIR in the Park!<br />
Recently, the amazing <a href="https://tinyurl.com/yar733bz">Rebecca Mezoff</a> did some truly stunning work! and Bill Meed and Denny Peterson were recent quilt artists as well. I am hoping to let them know that the program welcomes ANY artist that needs, can profit from and give something back from the opportunity<br />
So that proceeds. I am going to present in Mesa in November and Peoria in January. They are great fun and I get to meet old friends as I have been a member of many of these groups during my life!<br />
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I am close to giving up on landscape. <br />
I tried another of my super strong images that evoked so much emotion to ME from my loads of pictures in the park.<br />
I tried a tonalist style on it and was defeated at every turn....<br />
Here is the work as it progressed and pretty well stopped.<br />
Sketched in, I was trying to get the curve of the road and echos of the wonderful wind blown falling sky in the distance... Lots of impending rain and at that time of the year, very little wet!<br />
sketch...paint.....<br />
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Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-81628838238277167202017-08-16T20:11:00.000-07:002017-08-16T20:11:07.355-07:00One More Piece! One More Presentation!It was a tense day.<br />
I had applied for a second AIR. It is rarely done but I have such a great idea.... so it will have to wait.<br />
I can do it in another Park, but this was inspired by the month I spent there. I am going to talk to Kip later about a different plan, but no PEFO for me in 2018... Stay tuned, I am branching out.<br />
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And I have not updated, but I do have another presentation tomorrow at the Tempe Artist Guild in Friendship Villiage, 2645 E. Southern Ave, Tempe AZ. I will be running the artist critique at 5:30, with the business meeting at 6:30 and ME at 7:30 to 8:30!<br />
So there you are!<br />
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While waiting for good or bad news, I did another piece. Many of these will be entries in the Mountain Oyster Club in Tucson in November. What a lot of exciting reference I have!!<br />
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Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-31772340599470518232017-08-04T21:16:00.000-07:002017-08-04T21:16:46.648-07:00Little Visitors on the FlagstoneIt is hot here in Scottsdale.<br />
It is sweaty and the air never cools, but we did have a monsoon rain last night and I left the door open!!<br />
That is all my excitement.<br />
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I have been working on another one of my birch panels. This is two little ground squirrels, snacking in the shade of a scrub brush, right outside the kitchen, when I returned in June. It is only 10" square and I am feeling like it may need something.... later.<br />
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Pretty sure we are done.... if not, I am betting you won't notice the changes....<br />
On to more and more things stuck in my head, needing to get out.<br />
(PLEASE share or contact me if any of these strike your fancy. They are all for sale. I am doing my donation in October, so there will be PLENTY of pieces by then!)Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-76217959004679852112017-07-23T21:39:00.000-07:002017-07-30T10:45:10.167-07:00Trooper, the Equine Ranger in ProgressSo much that has nothing to do with anything has been happening, so a brief update.<br />
I had my first presentation in Scottsdale at their art league and it went so well, another group asked for me. The scheduling will probably end up in November or so, with the league's schedule and mine.<br />
Tempe, which is very nearby also wants me and this time for AUGUST! So we will put that on the agenda. I figured out the issue I had been having with projectors. You see my reliable little laptop does not have the proper hood up for almost EVERY available machine I can borrow or afford. The new laptops don't tend to come with the plug either! SO... I literally got and returned FOUR adapters before I finally found a small, rather old, but running win10 very slow and very old model REFURBISHED notebook that I will try to use ONLY for presentations. If it wears out quickly, it was only $30 more than most of the adapters I exchanged. <br />
I am breaking it in.<br />
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And I have been working on a portrait.<br />
Still not done but here are a few progress shots....<br />
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I knew what I wanted to do with Tooper, one of the horses that come (two days before I left) to stay in the park for the summer, but I was a bit unsure of what I wanted to do with the background. So I drew him, sketched the background (which changed) and painted it all in black acrylic so I could do the background and still see the horse.<br />
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I finally decided on the scene and blocked it all in before I even began to paint the horse. I called it eating my veggies before I had desert. I am so bad at landscapes. I love vignettes, but it is a bit nuts, to be around all that beauty and not use it at all in the paintings. So this area was from a snapshot on the road. I am pretty sure it is just around Kachina point, very near home... but I had blur in the thing and just loved all the stripes of color.</div>
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I am sure she is aghast at the horrible plastic I used, but I just needed to decide what color and how far I needed to go. <br />
So why is this in this blog?<br />
I am aware of something that happened to me there. I have become REALLY unhappy now that I am home. I do not feel connected to much. The heat keeps me in the house like a cage and I don't know what to paint, don't know if anyone will buy them, how much more I can fit in here, and I basically and to afraid to start anything for fear of failing.<br />
This was a free pass! <br />
I gave myself permission to let go.<br />
I got in there and started by darkening and moving the sky a bit...<br />
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Not too dramatic but then I started darkening the space behind to show the shadows of the clouds and eventually stopped trying at all to match the reference, just started playing with the colors. I put the purple in the shadows of the rocks close in , and dotted the background with glints of light and basically started playing. It was more about me painting my OWN Painted Desert.</div>
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It is finally to a point where when I leave it and come back, it is pleasing me!!!</div>
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<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-55420427524232750352017-07-12T08:09:00.000-07:002017-07-12T10:20:28.080-07:00First Public Presentation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, one more technology I have put my toe into.<br />
Last night I did my first Power Point presentation at the Scottsdale Artist League. I had been a member of this great group of artists on and off for decades. It was old home week.<br />
The challenge was compressing my 3000 photos into some reasonable format (which personally I think I failed at, but that was actually NOT the idea) so I could give a taste of my month in the Park.<br />
Three weeks of procuring the projector that would work with my computer and some food poisoning, a day long technology scavenger hunt for parts to interface and practice with the machinery for a good two days before, had resulted in a very well received presentation.<br />
I brought the pieces, so far, from the residency and got the best review of all - nobody left in the middle!<br />
Kip even helped out by shipping a stack of the Trip Planner newspaper and some brochures for me to pass along so people could follow a bit of what I was talking about.<br />
In a group that is basically retirees, I lit a fire about getting their Senior Passes soon, so we may have a small flood of elderly getting the $10 pass before the price hike!<br />
So I have a first round done. Two other leagues are interested in having me speak and I know I can do it, so I can finally slow down and start planning art.<br />
More to come.... always.Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-61942932852209055592017-07-10T09:50:00.002-07:002017-07-10T09:50:35.715-07:00Old Folks: Get America's Best Bargain NOW<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The Senior Pass or former Golden Eagle (I miss that....) is going up at the end of August from $10 when you buy it from a ranger when you come into the park, to $80. For the rest of your life, they smile and hand you the brochure and are thrilled you came to visit. </span></div>
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Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-48632228606770077482017-06-28T13:38:00.001-07:002017-06-28T13:39:53.410-07:00Captive of my ComputerI may have complained by not having wifi, but I do feel as though I am a prisoner of technology today!<br />
I am learning OpenOffice Impress which is the freebie PowerPoint program that I can use on my laptop for the presentation at the Scottsdale Artist League on July 11. I had it pictured that I would just go through my 3000 snapshots and run them like I do on the computer.... keeping in mind I tried to show them to some friends the other day and after two hours, we were only up to May 15. <br />
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It is a great way to organize my thoughts but it is also a great way to pretty much stay right where I am. I do need to figure out my future and which of the 30 or so paintings in my head will escape to canvas. <br />
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I also have another project...... I am going to apply for next year. <br />
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The Artist in Residence program may or may not be around long, the way things are going and very few parks will let my cabin mate join me. Aside from trying to find cat-sitters for shorter possible residences, I DO have a STRONG concept for the next residency. This trip was so overwhelming I am having a hard time winnowing it to a single vision.<br />
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I am also drooling over possibly learning what happens in the season changes in the park. Thinking of snow on my teepees is actually exciting. Not learning to drive in slush or closing the windows and trying to keep warm, as it is the ONLY time to be happy living down in the valley, but I see WHY I need another month. <br />
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EVEN BETTER, four or more one week visits through the year to build an intimate knowledge of the place. I feel like I belong there....sort of like it belongs to me...<br />
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<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-84316570455614303072017-06-25T20:10:00.002-07:002017-06-25T20:10:26.644-07:00Pronghorn on Birch PanelI needed to use up some of the amazing wildlife stuff I had. Trying to be more iconic, I got the iconic beasties of the park. Pronghorn.<br />
This couple was hanging out on the amazing last trek down. He decided to rest and the three girls in his gang sort of wandered around. This little girl decided to hang and chat.<br />
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I had a number of these panels from another project. 10" square with 2"deep sides, I never liked painting over the beautiful wood. Seems as though the colors just organically tie in...<br />
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<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-86419502603141871492017-06-24T15:06:00.000-07:002017-06-28T14:52:47.287-07:00Landscapes Win...I have literally nearly gone blind trying to figure out which of these 3000 photos to paint from. Most of the shots were part of an idea or just an amazing moment that had to be captured.<br />
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I know I will do some more wildlife but as many pix of the teepees as I have, I found myself haunted by them. Finally I just gave up! I have a feeling the general public might like some landscapes so I started..... I is pretty daunting.<br />
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So many artists are just plain so much better at this than I am, but as I finally dug in, I started enjoying it.. This was from last night.<br />
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This morning I had a cat that just was NOT up for staying away. He was total hell and I finally brought his cage in.... I was sort of leaving it in the car in case we needed to go somewhere. (<i>Aside from spending too much time looking for a new place to live, I fantasized of lovely car trips and of course, moving into that great place my PATRON set me up in.... I have been succuming to the heat, so please ignore my rambling</i>) <i>(Unless you are a patron that really wants to help by setting me up in a new studio/living space.......) </i>I have him in the studio and he is much calmer just watching me. No biting and play-time with the brushes etc...<br />
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And with his cooperation, I am at what I call SITTING STAGE. <br />
This is where I MIGHT call it done but there is a good reason to stop and ignore it for a while. The reason is sloppy, gloopy paint. Not much oil lately but I apparently have a lot of enthusiasm.<br />
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I brought a stack of 11x14 canvases with me. I have so many ideas in my head, it might just be worth it to get a few out and work on my ideas for my donation. I don't have room for big pieces in the place so these small pieces are just about right...Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-24857137330794918832017-06-17T12:53:00.000-07:002017-06-17T12:53:02.550-07:00First UpdateAs part of the terms of being an Artist In Residence I have to do community outreaches back home. Well the first one came quickly!<br />
In April I was asking at one of the local Art Leagues if they might want to hear the report when I got back, so Scottsdale Artist League has scheduled me as their July speaker on July 11!<br />
I am hoping to find a digital projector as most of my tale is images. If not, I guess I will have to paint more....<br />
I finally am at the first stop of my piece about the mule deer that walked above the casita one dawn....<br />
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I fear the photos is not showing well, and the piece is not quite the mood I was going for... but it is a pretty good sense of how I felt that amazing morning looking over my refrigerator in my kitchen!</div>
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My plan is a presentation to the park in October, when I am on the way to my annual trip to Denver. Poetic balance, I think....</div>
<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-74187763028410966732017-06-12T22:35:00.000-07:002017-06-30T21:30:42.755-07:00On to the Real World.A little note as it ends (again) and I hope I get to post such things regularly!<br />
I tried to make my stay valuable to the Park. I am a dogged advocate and supporter of the NPS. I had a great chat with Suzie and Steve as they departed this morning as well.<br />
Not sure if there is any way I would have the resources to donate more time to them, but I want to look into the Park Volunteers! These are the backbone of the place. So much of the park is run on nothing but love and good will.<br />
I came home with over 3000 photos and have hundreds of ideas in my head how to use them.<br />
There is no telling what the donation will be but I hope to spend a few days in October delivering it on my trip to Denver.<br />
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I am not as bottomed out as I was before, even though the morning was a bust.<br />
I tried to see the new babies at the tree on the south exit but they did such a great job of camouflaging their condo, that I could hear the babies yelling, saw one of them dive in for breakfast feeding but could barely see a nose a couple of times and NOTHING else.<br />
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First absolute excitement was elk!<br />
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Elk makes sense in the mountains, but not on the plains out here. I saw two, and they were running and running and running. I believe it was easily 20 miles to 30 an hour I would race forward beyond them, try to set up where they would be being, wait for them to come at me and boom they were past. It was pretty damned exciting!!!<br />
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A little farther down the road I saw more Pronghorn but this time I saw two guys, hanging out, butting heads! Like, practicing for the real thing, and I even got some video!<br />
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I saw a solo guy, who apparently had itchy horns, as he was rubbing them in the bushes in a dry wash. Odd indeed, and I asked Andy, the biologist and he said he would talk to the pronghorn guy!!1<br />
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They apparently had worn him out, as he just decided to enjoy the early morning sitting down!<br />
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Because the trip went farther than I had planned and I thought it would be a good idea to use the restrooms at the South, which was not open, I figured it would be a good time to go pick up more rocks.<br />
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Turns out coyotes do not feel like they need to be in my portfolio, but it was a great, cloudless evening. WAY windy, but there is an amazing NON sunset that happens on these nights.<br />
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<br />Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-83107932440368746602017-06-10T17:07:00.001-07:002017-06-12T21:56:54.397-07:00Holbrook Route 66 DayHope you are not skipping days you THINK you read, as I have my camera, my big computer, and a keyboard that can actually type and spell-check! So I updated the cell photos and there were some nifty things to see...<br />
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Jake was my Ranger helping at the booth:<br />
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I think I was hoping for more history of the Park, and when I realized what a truly devoted following the road had, it got even more exciting! </div>
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So, before we all got on the bus in Adamana, he asked us all to relate our connection to the road. Of course I had a few. 1. a MAJOR crush on George Maharas growing up from the tv show, 2. the boyfriend has a 62 red 'vette and 3. my recent 66 years on 66 adventure, which if you missed in the blog, keep scrolling down to day 18 in the park.</div>
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We had a great bus driver and two of the park folk, Jake who I knew from the first round whose job was pretty much taking great photos and getting people excited about coming here, and Bill the park Archaeologist! Between Bill and Jack, no question went unanswered!</div>
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So, on the bus we go to the first few stops, which were on private lands and all told interesting tales of entrepreneurial adventures, heartbreak, the growth and development of transportation in the US and some pretty strong armed tactics that created both the freeway and National Park system of today!</div>
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I am posting from cell photos as the camera reader was forgotten this trip. Good pix may follow, but the tale is here to tell.</div>
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First photo from Painted Desert Point Trading Post. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">It was pretty early in the day and the views north and south were actually pretty spectacular. The narrow area from which you could view both the White Mountains and Painted Desert did make it a great spot. It had been there on the main travel route across the country beginning with the Whipple expedition (I was writing notes on a bus, so forgive me if I got them askew) in the early 1800's then experiments with wagons and camels, a stage-line route from Defiance to Prescott to the first major "road" the Old Trails Highway which preceded 66 which came in 1926! Or that is what I seem to have written in the margins of what initially looked like a boring little hand-out that turned into a PHENOMENAL wealth of info, supported by the tales of Jack and Bill. This trading post that was a shell station on 66 suffered mental illness, murder potential illicit booze and gambling! But now is just a pile of debris.</span></div>
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I doesn't look like much, but two dips in the horizon show the old stage route as we stopped at Rocky's Old Stage Station. Also a scene of power struggles and state vs private owner.<br />
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Bill was great at explaining how HISTORICAL archaeology was as vital as ancient in telling the tale of this amazingly important strip of land that was the route for centuries for anyone going east and west.<br />
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We found some choice stuff and he gave us perspective on how carefully we all should think of "trash"</div>
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So... I will attempt at this point to explain how it took from Teddy Roosevelt declaring the area a National Monument in 1906, one of TR's first areas under the NATIONAL ANTIQUITIES ACT (somewhat relevant even today....) to not actually becoming a Park until 1962 by LBJ. It was about the entrepreneurs. The area was checker-boarded with individuals going from Arizona Land Leases, to Homestead and even Railroad land, sold off to pay for the rails! In order to consolidate the area to give to the public, they had to have the properties donated, or purchased or in some way acquired by the park. Piece by piece in some very sneaky ways .. like if a roadside attraction was happily making money and had no intention of divesting, they would move the road...sneaky people, these Park folks! The spot we saw was a very popular tourist haunt with a tower and great view (and possibly some stronger drink than Route 66 Soda Pops) (which they now sell in the PDI!) It sort of seems heartless to demolish a funky cute old tourist attraction (signs say "BURIED FOREST") but lets be real. Were it running it would be upgraded and modernized anyway and the charm we lost would STILL be gone.<br />
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Inside the Harvey Girls were showing off the crockery from the various venues. REALLY interesting.<br />
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And along with my sandwich, we got a scoop of the ice ream downstairs!<br />
ON the road again and was feeling smug that I had found that patch of road (the day BEFORE my 66 trip) and realized we were heading there. <br />
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WOW. This was just fun. HORRIBLE road, bouncing the whole way, grass growning between the paths! THIS was not for a Corvette with the top down, it was for an off-road vehicle..or a wagon train?!<br />
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We were allowed to go on to Navajo land with their permission to see two HOLY GRAILS of 66 fans! The Dead Wash Bridge and (drum roll) PAINTED DESERT TRADING POST. I admit I was not aware of these, but the bus was literally twittering (or what ever the masculine equivalent was) and the road was so horrible it was just like a fun ride!<br />
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It was way out in the middle of nowhere. It bounced us like a washboard in a full size school bus and it was soooo much fun... finally we got to the thing they were all waiting for....<br />
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I have a head FILLED with info and my neighbor and I commemorated it with footprints next to the painted road across the street from the Trading Post.<br />
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I got recruited to help at the PeFo booth at Route 66 Days on Saturday in Holbrook!<br />
Bringing rocks, although I just found out the early breakfast is sponsored by Hashknife Posse. Not precisely the same guys I know, but .... Just rocks....<br />
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Got out a little later than expected and I will be only posting photos from the phone, because I forgot the loader for the camera card. May take a while.. but GREAT FUN ALREADY!!<br />
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The other casita is at an angle. The kitchen is bigger and the view out the door is pretty spectacular. I No protective wall and top to bottom view of that hill (the one the deer were wandering) and only the neighbor and road are hidden from view! <br />
I immediately re-arranged it.<br />
I was not facing the sunrise when I woke. The cat might have been confused. I can look at walls at home. I moved the desk against the wall and maybe shoved the bed a bit into the corner, but makes the room very spacious.<br />
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I also met my neighbor. I told her I had valued my solitude and she was welcome to talk the me, but I would let her be, so she could have it all to herself.... then proceeded to move furniture, drop things, talk to the cat and pretty much be noisy. I just realized I talk to myself ALL THE TIME!<br />
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The bathroom is even cool! It has a smaller tub and the same size water heater, so I am able to fill it warm! Not that I am as excited about a HOT bath, as the casita had windows open and was 86 when I got there! I know the nights are cooler. That is what I am most looking forward to: Silence and dark. Wind blows most days and it is calmer at night... or it was when I was here!<br />
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Ran across the street for my ice cream and then I had to head over here (yes, the old visitor center) to find out what I am doing tomorrow. The rumor is to meet at the Adamana exit at 7:30. I CAN SO DO THAT!<br />
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Wanna know the best of the best of it all???<br />
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There was a Tony Hillerman book in the desk for me!!! I may be too tired to read, and THIS time I know what to do with all my spare time, but JUST FOR ME!!!<br />
I am in heaven for a few more days...<br />
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Since there's no Wi-fi anyway, and data is a bit more reliable in the Casita and Wi-Fi at The Visitor Center, (where I saw a moth that was easily four inches wide)<br />
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Is though the thing has found the outdoors very entertaining. He managed to squeeze through a rip in the screen. This one is not nearly as well put together as the other one. So I noticed out of the corner of my eye he was in the window and then kind of not in the window. Never quite figured out where he went but it was in the other room and I had gone outside to watch the Sun go down. When I went in I couldn't find him, and that's when I noticed that although it was somewhat small, there was a tear in my screen with lots of fur around it. No cat. I found him on the other side of the house. I had been outside the whole time. He just didn't come around that side.<br />
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I was rewarded with a pretty spectacular Sunset, which I usually get! However this one was from the other side of the building. And I was lucky to have witnessed my second full moon! This is it rising over the old place...<br />
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Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-56694801147370387222017-06-03T12:03:00.002-07:002017-06-03T12:03:29.512-07:00Back to the Hell of the CityNot much pretty to post, but as it is only my second full day here, I have a couple of updates.<br />
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My computer only malfunctions at home.<br />
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On my short day back home mid-May, I must have spent a couple of hours frustratingly trying to get my desktop to not boot, run and turn itself off and on again after about 3-10 minutes.<br />
I blew it with my hair dryer (hot off), I took a very soft brush and tried to find hidden dust bunnies. The interior fan was known to literally stick. I opened the side and gave it some help so I assumed old parts, dust and oncoming heat might be part of it. I finally gave up.<br />
When I got home on Thursday, I had no stamina. I called ABC computer repair in Tempe. They took it in and of course it ran like a TOP! Two days and I asked them to replace the sticky fan ($15 and the $40 one obligatory hour fee seemed great!) Data Drs. cost something like $200+ and it did the SAME thing and they replaced NOTHING. I know it was hardware, they kept checking software.<br />
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Well, I got it home yesterday and it did it again. 3 times! We all seem to think it must have something to do with the house, but I have never figured why everything else in the house works consistently but not the computer.... MONTHS at a time and then it hates me.<br />
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MY opinion was still monster dust bunnies.<br />
And this time I think I saw one blow INTO the power source.<br />
They say it is not reasonable to pull the power unit apart to clean. I do understand why, but I think the bunny is JAMMING, not burning out the fan. Moving it to the shop would jostle it out and bringing it home, it may migrate back... ok, it is the stuff of dreams but....<br />
So when it failed again, I called. It was Friday and I could not tolerate one more day on the tiny computer. As you can tell, my thoughts flow freely when the keyboard is willing!<br />
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At any rate...my solution was a small fan. It was to keep it cool and circulating. For some odd reason, after about 14 hours now, it is still working....<br />
So.....<br />
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I hope to go into the blog and edit my typos, expand on things and possibly even add some better photos that I could not edit from the tiny laptop.<br />
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Both of us are NOT happy.<br />
I have been doing paperwork and balancing budgets and such so it is depressing but, I believe I am nearly done. That means I should actually unpack the car and bring the cat's cage in.... I want to run off with him, but the trip ANYWHERE is so hot, I should stay home and regroup.<br />
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As far as the Park is concerned and my participation in the blog.. More to come!<br />
As I am no longer a public commodity, as part of the park itself, I can swivel my thoughts to making a bit more money off of all this inspiration in my head .. and camera!<br />
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Route 66 Days in Holbrook has a table for PEFO and I am going to firm up my participation by Monday so Kip can plan on me! I will be trying like mad to do a few more animals from the actual park and maybe some 66 sights... not sure how,. but it will be fun, and make more rock transfers.<br />
I have a wealth of legal scrap rocks here. There is a tiny cache I got on the road to Holbrook that will be labeled as such, but t is setting up the office, the digital editing programs, scanning finished art etc to get started for a bunch of goodies by next weekend.<br />
I will update you on the donation to the park as well.<br />
There is nothing very beautiful around here to photograph, so I will try to send progress shots as I go....<br />
Your PEFO AIR!<br />
dj*Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1973906424788689023.post-81906014602223763852017-06-01T22:25:00.000-07:002017-06-01T22:25:04.024-07:00First Day HomeSorry.<br />
Still no photos. I had the hardest time cleaning and leaving. I HAD planned to go early and do one more drive south, but forgot to fill up the tank and I was running on fumes, so I had to go to the north entry and the gate had to be unlocked, as I was leaving the keys in the casita.<br />
VERY long drive, but did get home before noon. <br />
IT IS TOO HOT!<br />
I think my body (and I must say the cat too.) is not doing well. I have been feeling dizzy, and finally realized I might be able to bring it back up into the high 80's on the thermostat soon, but I am not handling it well.<br />
Cat is under the bed and he does not want to talk to me...<br />
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I dropped the computer off to have it looked at by pros. Last trip home, it would not stay on long enough to do anything. I believe it is dust bunnies. Sitting in the dust, and the heat while I was gone, in spite of a try to blow it clean, I swear, IT IS POSSESSED. I took it about 2 and they called at 7 to say it was running like a top. I cannot stand it. I just knew it was running on last legs.... The tiny laptop has wifi now. The tv is wifi now and it has some getting used to.<br />
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I literally vegged. <br />
I am depressed. I have stuff to do and will get geared up for the weekend after next for Route 66 days and one more visit.<br />
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I guess tomorrow I will be HOPE to get in and tidy the blog up.<br />
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I will be fine.<br />
Really.Debra Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14021552737663924451noreply@blogger.com0