Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Monday, January 8, 2018
Feathers! Their first layer of defense against the cold is feathers, and the oil that coats feathers also provides waterproofing.
They also puff. Their body heat warms the air between feathers, so they fluff up in the cold to trap as much air in their feathers as possible. The more trapped air, the warmer the bird.
Birds have a counter-current heat exchange system in their legs. Veins and arteries in their legs are close to each other, and as warm blood leaves the body, it heats up the cold blood returning to the body. They also stand on one leg, while the other is tucked up warmly in its feathers. And then they switch.
Lots of species flock in to a ball at night too. They will gather in large groups and crowd together in a small tight space to share body heat. They may roost closely together in dense shrubbery or trees, or empty birdhouses and tree cavities.
We humans probably did the same thing once upon a time, huddle that is.
Feather, puff and Huddle • 8" x *' acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250
Monday, January 1, 2018
I stopped being an anti-person years ago, adopting a pro-person for mental and physical health. It's working. I feel much better now, but still suffer from the ping pong thing when forced to address real issues in the world. For although I try to keep war out of my mind and vocabulary, I am a Star Wars fan, and therefore understand the dilemma of war.
To counter differences in a civilized way is tricky when trying to reason with people who reject the notion of community and always selfishly want more for themselves, not to mention two-year-old world leaders with their thumbs on nuclear weapons.
I like what Rose said in The Last Jedi. "We're going to win this war not by fighting what we hate, but saving what we love!" I'm going to have to keep a paddle in my hand, but when I power the ball back across the table, it's going to have different spin on it.
Perpetual Pin Pong • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $250
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Monday, December 11, 2017
The upside is we only have 10 days until the longest night of the year. I always mark it with ceremony - a candle and contemplation.
I'm intrigued by night, and this being the longest makes it all the more haunting and scary. I become super alert and conscious - primal.
The Longest Night • 8"x 8" acrylic frame to 12" x 12" • $250
Thursday, December 7, 2017
For those of you who will not get a Holiday card from me in your mail boxes, here you go.
I am sending this out to the people of planet Earth today hoping that we might remember what peace and quiet looks and feels like. Recent world events would indicate that we've forgotten.
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Portland is getting the holiday spirit on - its bling.
I can see the bling, but don't usually feel it because my annual
"do I really believe in all of this stuff"
mind debate kicks in like clockwork every year
right after Thanksgiving.
But then, every year the internal war ends. In a draw.
Nothing wins, no one looses.
I simply walk out into the night, look up at the stars on the eve
and report to the universe that I believe.
I don't know exactly what I believe quite yet - I'm only in my late 60s.
I just stand there small in comparison,
but big and brave in song and let it rip.
Then I go back indoors, climb into bed and forget the whole debate until next year.
It is a peculiar holiday tradition.