January 2011
December 2010
Some of my new reading material for our roadtrip/cabin stay in North Carolina
speak-ez asked: Now that we have your location in time, where is your location in space?
speak-ez asked: Now that we have your location in time, where is your location in space?
Anonymous asked: How did you become so drawn to American history? (That's the only way I can think to phrase it.) I appreciate that you seem to truly enjoy it for what it is, not the novel concept of being into it for the 'cool' factor...
Native Blood
Native Blood painting I just finished. Really like the texture in the horn, feather and arrowhead. This is more towards the style of painting I’ve been going for
The Spell Of The Yukon Pt. II
No! There’s the land . (Have you seen it?) It’s the cussedest land that I know,
From the big, dizzy mountains that screen it to the deep, deathlike valleys below. Some say God was tired when He made it; some say it’s a fine land to shun; maybe; but there’s some as would trade it for no land on earth - and I’m one.
samanthalisbeth asked: shain.
Love Night
My girlfriend knows me so well, tonight was fun… This is our second Christmas together. Thank you Lena, I love you.
shamelessgrace asked: i hope this doesn't sound creepy.
i was looking through your photos and the tattoo on your stomach/chest is super sick, i actually wanted that tattoo. my friend has that flash, so sick!
i was looking through your photos and the tattoo on your stomach/chest is super sick, i actually wanted that tattoo. my friend has that flash, so sick!
shamelessgrace asked: i hope this doesn't sound creepy.
i was looking through your photos and the tattoo on your stomach/chest is super sick, i actually wanted that tattoo. my friend has that flash, so sick!
i was looking through your photos and the tattoo on your stomach/chest is super sick, i actually wanted that tattoo. my friend has that flash, so sick!
Tins And The Past
Gifts from my friend Steve. Thank you and Happy Holidays
The Spell Of The Yukon, Pt I
I wanted the gold, and I sought it; I scrabbled and mucked like a slave. Was it famine or scurvy - I fought it; I hurled my youth into a grave. I wanted the gold and I got it - Came out with a fortune last fall, - Yet somehow life’s not what I thought it, And somehow the gold isn’t all.
Vagabond Hearts
This is the newest book I have gotten. The Spell Of The Yukon, by Robert Service. It’s full of little poems and short passages. Its very simple and pleasing. As I read once passage a day, I’m going to post the poem here. So if you aren’t looking forward to that, unfollow now please.
Here’s whats on the inside of the cover:
Robert Service was born in England in...
South
It’s almost time to leave town… I’ve been working nearly non stop this whole fall/winter season… can’t wait to get on the road and be gone for a while..
