Thursday, February 28, 2019

Day 2408: Or are you normal?






tower, junk mail collage postcard & digital.










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Click here for Bob Marley, Jammin'
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Things are a little rough right now, so I do ...
  my form of therapy, another 4.5" x 6" postcard ...
  

step 1
 
Starting by adhering a page from an old book.




step 2 & 3

Adding two torn magazine scraps.


step 4


And, another.




step 5 


And, this cool two-toned scrap.
 
 

step 6


Using a marker to colorize another torn book page scrap.
 
 
step 7, final.
 
7 scraps, glue-stick & a brayer = done.
WonderWoman teases me about a collage on the back ...
but I like it. That's a good reason, right?



ready to address, stamp & mail
 
 
Sometimes I like the back better than the front.
Hey, what do you do for therapy?
Or are you normal? ;o)
 
 






For FB Throwback Thursday  ...




1942, age 1











A smile for Thursday ...








Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Day 2407: Six degrees of separation to the hermit?





Boone County Hermit: old photo, collage & digital.









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* I am re-posting the art from Day 2405, because Julie 
and several said they would like to know more about the 
subject of the above art, the Boone County Hermit. 
I am re-posting the blog from Day 1834 in August of 2017.






 My Grandpa owned a farm in Indiana.
As long as I can remember, I heard stories about 
the hermit who had lived in Grandpa's woods.
It came up on the recent Indiana visit & I was enthralled, again.
I remember my Mom mentioning being in his log cabin once.
Her memory was of the thick layers of newspaper on the walls.
I would be "all ears" whenever the subject came up.
So in case you might share my interest, I'll share a bit.
A legend of years past ... the Boone County Hermit.


Warren Massey & his dog, 1922  (1867-1944)



As a child, it always fascinated me how a grown man 
could decide to live alone in the woods, it still does.
Born in a log cabin in 1867, outside of the town Lebanon,
he was the son of Elizabeth & Hiram Massey.
Known as "Hi", the father, a laborer, was said to have ...
"looked too much on the wine when it is red."
Warren also shared his father's attraction.
On a cold 1892 night, Warren & a friend hiked into Lebanon.
Making the rounds of the town's saloons, 
the severely drunken pair then tried to walk home.
Freezing wind exposure caused both men to develop pneumonia.
Warren's friend died, and after a risky, prolonged illness, 
Warren survived to vow, that "never again 
would he go near a place where liquor was sold."


Warren's cabin, 1940 Taken by Aunt Martha

He kept that vow for over 50 years, given permission,  he lived 
in a 14 x 16' cabin in the 20 acre woods of my Grandpa's farm.
Referencing a 25c, June 1975 copy of Boone magazine ... 
in an article by Ralph W. Stark, it is said that 
"Warren could neither read or write. He was said to have an 
innate intelligence, skills at cards, music & marksmanship."


Warren Massey, 1940 by Aunt Martha

 I usually think of a hermit as a loner, or anti-social. 
Evidently Warren was well liked. He lived simply.
His wants were few, his expenses minimal.
He helped local farmers with their crops, had a garden, 
chickens, trapped & sold furs. He did odd jobs & traded goods.
He bought groceries from the "huckster" who traveled the
Ratsburg Road with staples, coffee, sugar, salt etc. for farms.



Warren Massey & dog, age 73, October 1940. in his cabin.


Late one evening, in 1942, in failing health, 
two friends drove Warren through Lebanon
to move in & live with a sister in Rockville
taking along his dog, fiddle & a few trinkets.
He insisted on night time & he ducked down 
so as not to see the town as they passed through.
He wasn't anti-social, he was anti-saloon. 
He died at age 77 in 1944.
The aged cabin, weakened & in bad repair was burned.












A smile for Wednesday ...






Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Day 2406: Back to normal, almost.





Landscape: junk mail collage & digital.










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Click here for Robbie Dupree, Steal Away.
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The tournament was a success and is over, 
and we start to return to normal.
Today's day class had 19, including Canada, England,
Colorado, Florida, Kansas before they return home.




A great workout. We love having our family come home.







 I asked Demura Sensei if I could take his photo, this is what I got.
Then he made a joke about me, and then I got this ...




I said it was worth it.
Thank you Sensei!








72 degrees, Blue cloudless sky, Santa Ana, CA.













A smile for Tuesday ...








Monday, February 25, 2019

Day 2405: ... a happy chipmunk!





Boone County Hermit: old photo, collage & digital.











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Click here for Gilbert O'Sullivan, Alone Again, Naturally.
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Glimpses of ...
Sensei Demura's Shito-Ryu Karate-Do Genbu-Kai,
48th Annual International Goodwill Karate-Do Championships. 
February 24, 2019

Referees Meeting with Dave Hines, Tournament Chairman

Tournament Set-up
 
Waki Taiko group with Michael Keating


overview

Demura Sensei





awards



Give me a Krispy Kreme donut and I am a happy chipmunk!

 













William Christopher Ford directed a short documentary 
film, mentioned here, which stars the legendary Sensei 
Fumio Demura. He interviewed him in his iconic karate dojo 
in the last days before it was demolished due to eminent domain.  
In “The Last Dojo”, he talks about the history of the dojo, 
Chuck Norris, old school rice pounding, his students, and 
his philosophy of karate. This is a love letter to Sensei, 
his students, and anyone who has studied martial arts 
in a traditional dojo. Available for streaming at $1.99 @
You will feel the spirit and tradition of the Last Dojo.











A smile for Monday ...