Faded Glory

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In case you haven’t caught wind of it, I’m a raven lunatic! My house is named the Rookery (a gathering place for ravens), and I have many pieces of art throughout the house that feature ravens. I have two raven tattoos. The circular center of this quilt was the inspiration for the tattoo on my right bicep, and very large raven tattoo with a tree and stop watch covers my left back and shoulder. 
 
Did you know…a group of crows is called a murder, but a group of ravens is called an unkindness. My quilt, Raven and the Wind, is a Rhapsody quilt that I designed and made several years ago. I used the design on the tipi that burned in the Spring fire in 2018. I also recorded my original song Raven and the Wind, where I play Native American flute, which is featured on my newest CD Alone With My Thoughts.
 
Ravens are super intelligent birds - some say the most intelligent of all birds. They are often associated with omens of death and darkness, but they are also associated with trickery and creation. The aboriginal people of the Pacific Northwest Coast have a story about how Raven brought light into the world.
 
In the beginning the world was in total darkness. 
 
Raven, who same say was once a large white bird—and who had existed from the beginning of time, saw all the people living in darkness. Raven himself was tired of groping in darkness and bumping into things. Eventually the Raven came upon the home of an old man who lived alone with his daughter. Through his slyness, the Raven learned that the old man had a great treasure—a light. This was all the light in the universe and it was contained in a chest. 
 
The Raven came up with a plan. He waited until the old man's daughter came to the river to gather water. Then the Raven changed himself into a single spruce needle and dropped himself into the river just as the girl was dipping her hand into the water for a drink.
 
As she drank, she swallowed the spruce needle. It slipped and slithered down into her warm belly, where Raven transformed himself into a tiny human. After sleeping and growing in her belly, he finally emerged into the world once more---this time as a human infant. 
 
Raven's grandfather loved him despite is odd appearance. As the boy grew, the old man threatened severe punishment if he ever tried to open the precious treasure chest. The ravenchild was persistent and incessantly cried—begging to be allowed to see the light that was kept inside the chest. He pleaded with his grandfather to let him see the light just for a moment. 
 
In time, weary from the begging and pleading, the old man yielded and lifted the lid from the box. Inside was a warm glowing sphere. The human child instantly transformed into a gigantic bird, wings spread and ready for flight. Raven lunged for the orb, grabbed it in his talons, and burst up through the smoke hole in the roof of the hut, escaping into the darkness with his stolen treasure. He flew high into the heavens. As he flew higher, the orb got hotter and brighter. It burned Raven and his feathers turned black. He finally flung the orb into place high above earth. The world now had light, but the Raven forever remained black. And that is how light came into the universe
 
 
JIGSAW PUZZLE
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                         Critique Group Challenge from week 38

Critique Group Challenge: 

Week 38, Wabi Sabi 

Photo by Deb Endres 

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Deb says:

I looked all over for beauty in imperfection but couldnt find it on my walks. Thats because it was sitting on a fiddle leaf fig plant on my patio

 

 
 

52-Week Photo Challenge Class
Week 38 - Text Overlay

Week 52 Photo Challenge:

Week 38, Text Overlay

Photo by Mary Kay Fosnacht

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Mary says:

I took a trip out to the arboretum and found this beautiful Monarch butterfly. I tried text with a bold font which may have been more what Ricky was asking for, but I didn't think it went with the subject as well.

 

Smart Phone Photo Challenges
Week 38 - Made Me Laugh

Smart Phone Challenge:

Week 38, Made Me Laugh

Photo by Chuck Honeycutt

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Chuck says:

Visiting downtown Ouray, Colorado and this female manniquin with very provacative placed glooves ... Made Me Laugh! ....... Post Processed in the Prisma phone app .... using the Daryl Feril filter.

Ricky's Challenge Photos

Smart Phone Challenge:

Week 38, Made Me Laugh

Photo by Ricky Tims

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Ricky says:

Well - this is Cordelia. The diva, the princess, and the comic relief in my somewhat otherwise intense life. This is a selfie, but she manage to pose like this for well over 2 minutes. It remindes me of ..."Hey mom, she's touching me!"

 

Critique Group Challenge:

Week 38, Wabi Sabi 

Photo by Ricky Tims
from the 2021 Critique Group

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Ricky says:

Wabi sabi is a Japanese term that refers to beauty in the imperfections. Sometimes that might come from patina, cracks, age, etc. I have this old handmade Spanish galleon and it's truly falling apart. But I love it and enjoy the shape of it. There's a lot about this that is fading-going-rusting, cracking-chipping. The more you look - the more you see.

 

 

 

Faded Glory

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 As we come to the end of September, we see the colors of Summer beginning to fade and the Autumn advances marking the end of a time. This quilt was made as a tribute to those with Alzheimer's - their colors are starting to fade. They were once vibrant and clear - focused and energetic. But though the course of the devastating memory loss, their once vibrant lives are faded. While I most often use vibrant colors, the choice for this quilt was obvious. Note also that a few of the petals have fallen and only a few of the precious "memories" remain. They too will continue to fade.
 
In memory of my dad.

 

 

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                         Critique Group Challenge from week 37

Critique Group Challenge: 

Week 37, Abandoned 

Photo by Brian Savon

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Brian says:

Children's toys abandoned to the elements - some covered in rust, others broken. They are being watched over by a fairy mural, which has also seen better days.

 

 
 

52-Week Photo Challenge Class
Week 37 - Do Over

Week 52 Photo Challenge:

Week 37, Do Over

Photo by Julie Robinson

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Julie says:

This is a buoy I passed while on a birding boat cruise. I liked the simple colors and the pattern of lines that I think complilement the buoy. I made general LR edits.

 

Smart Phone Photo Challenges
Week 37 - Hands

Smart Phone Challenge:

Week 37, Hands

Photo by Gigi Kandler

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Gigi says:

This is the only one of my old clocks that has fancy hands. The others are quite plain by comparison. Taken with the Samsung, 1/13 sec at f/2.4, ISO 320.

Ricky's Challenge Photos

Smart Phone Challenge:

Week 37, Hands

Photo by Ricky Tims

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Ricky says:

My mom arrived today and at 92 she’s doing great. I love that she tries to keep up with technology. She uses her laptop and iPhone to stay connected. She recently got an Apple watch.

 

Critique Group Challenge:

Week 37, Abandoned

Photo by Ricky Tims
from the 2021 Critique Group

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Ricky says:

Over the past 19 years I have enjoyed driving by this old church made of logs. They were once covered in adobe mud and most likely, the logs were not seen - but over time, the adobe mud eroded away. During the Spring Fire, the winds took the steeple down. Now, the structure is listing badly. The alter and the confessional are still inside - but I have no doubt that not many moons distant this iconic landmark will give way and fully tumble to the ground. This time I chose to shoot tight and allow the flow of the lines be the compositional element. The window helps to tell the story.

 

 

 

 

Sentinels at Sunset 
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 Ami Simms was very active in raising funds for Alzheimer’s research and maintained an ongoing quilt auction. Each year she would have a celebrity quilt auction and I was honored to participate. This is the quilt that I made for one of those celebrity auctions. My dad suffered from Alzheimer’s. He was a quilter. It was difficult to watch him fade away. This quilt is called Sentinels at Sunset. The trees are the “sentinels” watching as the sun sets. They are metaphors for the family watching over my dad in the sunset of his life.

The quilt went for a very fine sum, but I was surprised a few years later when the person who had won the quilt appeared at a lecture with the quilt and handed it back to me. I was stunned. Due to various circumstances that had transpired, she felt led to see to it that the quilt came back home to me. It hangs on the wall in my studio as a permanent reminder of my dad, and I’m very thankful for the journey this quilt has taken.

 

 

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