The Spin of things

Ahhhhhhhh Yes.

Still busy in the southernmost city, its gettin hot too.   Couple of major developments about to break through the surface but a little premature to mention yet.  So Instead, I thought a whole grip of pictures would suffice for my blogging lull... a picture is worth many many blogs.

Some of those flower inspired pots I had blogged about earlier are starting to pop up finished in the shop.

Its a fitting metaphor for life, opening of the flower.  So many layers very beautiful, some hidden, some peeling off from age.  Time passing to bring out another change.  

Change has been the theme of the past two weeks or so.   

We have had a family member pass into the realm of the ancestor this week.  Kelly's Grandfather was close, he will be missed greatly by many and of course remembered always.  An occurrence like this causes a great reflection to come over you, not unhappy but thoughtful you know.  Life!  a wonder to behold--detailed beyond exploration.  

There is an obvious common-sensical way that we observe traits of another person that live on beyond their physical body.  We see their language and manner, their posture and ethics living in their children and descendants. ... Their belongings become instantly charged with intense meaning, of course memories and colloquial characteristics are easily recalled by those surrounding them, alive still.  Certainly there are also things that are lost.  The duality is intense.  It shows us a lot of things.

So,  dear Ancestor.  Our respect and love for you continues and your solid example guides us still.  Your patience and old school 'fix anything' work ethic is an inspiration and lies at the foundation our family is built on.  Thank you.  Your humor, strength, and your physical blood lives in our children who are ambassadors to/from a culture so distant into the future that we will not ourselves see it  -- but smile to know that our good works now, will reflect in that day.  Like your works do in this right now, clearer than ever.  One moment forever unraveling, blooming really.

To celebrate life with our boys and each other on such occasion, kelly and I watched the sun go down on the beach and taught them how to do cartwheels and squeal with laughter-- for the simple joy of doing so.  Live the life you love!

baba.... ba ba BAGAAAWWWK!

Rooster sculpture coming to life, big plans for a little series of these, but Im on the waaaay front end of the idea so dont hold me to it... this could take a while.

My Wife has been doubling as a publicist and we have been getting a lot of local "ups" recently.  It feels great, we have worked beyond hard for a long time to manifest this little studio and Im happy and sooo grateful that people are noticing more and more each day.  Our classes are bumpin and we are selling a ton of pots, which is the surface measure of success.  Below the surface the success lies in the community's recognition and value of the 'old way'.  When people worked hard for themselves and each other to strengthen up their surroundings and make themselves better.  I really really feel a strong vibe of that in key west and specifically in our studio neighborhood.  While its not 'downtown' we are on the edge of oldtown and positive businesses are gathering in the area... we get bigger everyday on that energy and have a serious vision to real-eyes as well.  Strength from the neighbors too. 

Anyway....  we've been spreadin the word!!!

we were honored to have an hour long chat about art, business in key west, philosophy, and parenthood with Shauna Lee Lange on her KONK Radio show "Wholly Be You".  Big up to you Shauna we had a blast.  Im tryin to dig up a little mp3 of the show for anyone that wants to hear it, I'll keep you posted

This next shot is For anyone who has ever spent time in south florida and realizes the outrageous variety of gigantic insects.

This is the photo document of the latest "What the hell is that thing crawling in my sleeping place?!?!"-moment .

Ive named him Earl, he seemed like an old timer and he had a thick shell.  I am a peaceful rastaman and I'll have you know that I did not kill this fine insect specimen, although I did probably teach him a few new words as I liberated him into the out of doors.  Hes huuuge.

Work hard as the red disk sets into restful orange pink and red settled peace, breezy. Green Flash! The palm tree rattles call attention to the full moon and it cools me out in temperature and demeanor, just a reflection--without all that heat. We keep it barefoot and easy, but still walk like a king

live it.

All~Ways

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