Libbie Linton

Saw Libbie Linton, a local Utah treasure, perform at a free concert in a little

hollow, not far from where I live, last night.

I am a big fan of her music.

Her debut album

(2009),

"Bird Wings in the Bleak",

has definitely been a music staple.

I particularly like

Dressing Up for Death

End Times

My family had an estate sale midsummer, and with summer coming to an end, it seems a good time to post these photos.

Saying goodbye, not only to a season, but to possessions, family property, an entire era -and sorting through the memories and emotions that get tangled up in the tangible.

Wish I had captured a photo of the old Story & Clark upright piano that I played (but mostly tortured) as a child, along with the rest of my siblings. I told a guy he could have it for a song. He said he really wanted to learn to play, so we ended up giving it to him for the mere promise of one. It was either that or catapulting it off a local mountain top.

Somewhere

over Hollywood...

a dear friend left this world, unexpectedly.

Hugh B. CrumDecember 4, 1951 - July 28, 2010

Your soul is as big as the sky.

photo credit: HBC 2/11/10

Pioneer Day

The 24th of July is a Utah holiday, honoring the Mormon pioneers, my ancestors. We went on a trek to a local mountaintop, Francis Peak, my mother Esther used to look up at from her living room window...

Learned that is was named after

a Mormon pioneer woman,

Esther Francis - who knew?

After enjoying a hike and the cool mountain air, we visited the old family home resting at the foot of this mountain , and harvested some apricots, in the tradition of the pioneers, and my dear mother Esther.

Everything is blooming most recklessly;

if it were voices instead of colors,

there would be an unbelievable shrieking

into the heart of the night.

~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke

Jumpology

"When you ask someone to jump,

their attention is mostly directed toward

the act of jumping, and the mask falls,

so that the real person appears.”

Photographer Phillipe Halsman

On Exhibit

Laurence Miller Gallery,

Manhattan.

A Pretty Poppy

just popped out today.

(more to follow)

Spring Sightings

What I spied prancing in the yard,

while airing out my rugs on this fine Spring day...

An eccentric Russian artist frequents my workplace.

She is known to randomly [according to one co-worker]

hand out flyers of her portraits, soliciting subjects.

I watched her scribble the above note on the back of one,

before she walked up and handed it to me and said,

"I would like to paint you!".

I've been flattered over less.

15 Ways to Describe the Rain

runde 1 Die 15. Art, den Regen zu beschreiben

Green Fever

When I came down from the attic yesterday, I found that Rose and Topaz had dyed everything they could lay hands on, including the dishtowel and the roller towel. Once I had dipped my handkerchief into the big tin bath of green dye, I got fascinated too--it really makes one feel rather Godlike to turn things into a different colour. I did both my nightgowns and then we all did Topaz's sheets which was such an undertaking that it exhausted our lust.

-I Capture the Castle, Dodie Smith

I've been on a dyeing streak, breathing new lifeinto my tired white t-shirts and blouses. I don't think I've exhausted my lust, just yet. Soon I fear my entire wardrobe may succumbto the tantalizing color of moss green...