happy fiftieth birthday, k***y…

…today is your birthday…

…exactly five days from mine…

…i hope that you’re enjoying it…

…and, i hope that you’re fine…

…did you celebrate on the coast?…

…taking photos and flying a kite…

…driving down the longest beach…

…enjoying a sandwich, relishing each bite…

…did you sit around a big bonfire?…

…surrounded by family and friends…

…sharing memories and stories…

…resulting in sandy rearends…

…did wind sweep sand into the frosting?…

…of that beautiful, big cake…

…fifty candles, flickering and flaming…

…a fantastical wish, you did make…

…were you able to take a breath, so deep?…

…that you got them all in one blow…

…leaving lifeless, smoking candles…

…happy birthday my friend, but, now i must go..

 

 

happy belated twenty-fourth birthday (june 2, 2017)…

…to you my favorite and only nephew!!! you know that i could never have loved you more, even if you had been my own. 

i always secretly wished that you were my own. i wish that i would’ve petitioned for custody, but everyone convinced me that i’d never win.

maybe things would be different. maybe you would have been spared some of the lessons that you’ve had to learn the hard way. maybe you would care enough to let me know how you’re doing.

you know that i will always love you, even if we never speak again. don’t forget you that it’s your name on the back of my neck. i chose to put it there because i never wanted you to wonder if you were truly loved by another (like i have always wondered about). it was physical proof that you could always look at and see.

i really don’t know anything about you anymore, partly due to my own core values and belief system…and partly, because you hold some kind of resentment or bitterness toward me for something either real or perceived that you feel that i’ve done to you. if you ever want to talk…you know my number, it’s never changed.

if nothing else, just remember that i love you and you can always get a hold of me anytime of the day or night. i’m going to post a few of my favorite photos to celebrate the spirit that i love. 

the gus fink show at our gresham, or gallery
art for dog’s sake gallery – gresham, or
the parents could never keep us too proper
you always knew what the strongest part of the frame was…the glue!!
auntie k*****n and uncle e**k
you and i

at la jolla shores with your first puppy
grown with one of your own
mom’s last camping trip
you made us chicken and mom held a tiny piece on her tongue

fedex…

…it took me a couple of days to handwrite everything that i needed to print, but couldn’t…but, it’s all done…mystery built and fate sealed…the cards and tray, plus accoutrements are boxed, addressed, and ready to walk out this door. i checked the local fedex website and they open tomorrow morning at 11 am. i will be out the door, package in hand at 10:45 am. 

…tomorrow morning, i let the cards fall where they may and pass them on to their intended owner. all i can say is that i’m sorry!!

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let the cards fall where they may ll

please know…

…that when something is important…

…when it means so much to me…

…each and every detail…

…every letter, every word…

…the texture of the paper…

…the color of the ink…

…the reflection of the foil…

…every line of corny text…

…every directionally, conflicting nuance…

…every image chosen…

…has a very special plan and purpose…

…meaning something of great importance…

…individually and as a group…

…i chose the static structures…

…i let the fluid elements be guided by fate…

…static and fluid joined together in something personal and unique…

…made for only one person…

…for only her they’ll work…

…each idea and every thought…

…from the awful, messed-up printing…

…to the kitschy, americana flair…

…and as i’m looking at them now…

…i see an unintentional, but welcome aspect…

…perhaps it was divine providence or maybe lady luck…

…but, the cards and tray, turned out with a vegas splash of flash…

…like maybe elvis or liberace conspired right along with me…

…i’ve never taken as long or expended as much thought…

…in any other gift that i’ve made anyone…

…i’m sorry, but i remembered something…

…right before they began their journey…

…i will get it done, later on today…

…and only after that, i’ll send them on their way…

…please know that you made a difference and an impact in my life…

…maybe someday you’ll give me another reading…

…using these very intuitive cards…

…until that time comes, please enjoy your list…

…have those bold adventures…

…soak up and revel in the beauty…

…that is our pacific northwest…

box (part two)…

okay so, i’m debating whether to make a lid and make this a true box…or, leaving it as a card tray. 

also, this is an altered art project. i’m taking what i already have and altering the content to fit my purpose. 

i know that all of the cards and the card tray are not pretty, but they’re not supposed to be…this isn’t a “pretty project.”

so, if “pretty” is your thing, please look at my landscape photos of wa, mt, nv, and ia…on instagram @sprockets111. 

these were meant to be like a list of places that this big girl loved going to on vacation. i write like a child. i am a child at heart.

so, the cards have a old-timey, mysterious feel…coupled with an americana-roadside-attraction-kitschy feel.

box building 101
make a lid and make it a box or leave it as a tray