Not Winter Just Yet

"Not Winter Just yet"
Lubbock, Texas

In spite of all the bad economic news, I have decided to think abundantly and to buy small pieces of art as I can afford it. Just this week I purchased my first piece. It is one of the petite paintings, aptly named "A Fearless Day," by fellow blogger (and positive thinker) Kris Cahill.

Here is something Kris recently wrote. I hope it inspires you as it did me,

"As this amazing year of Big Change has ticked on, I've seen many people finding their way back to the core of what is most important to them. Though many of us have been greatly challenged this year, the opportunity to find what makes each of us truly happy is always here. We are living in a wonderful time, where we all have a part to play in the ongoing story that is unfolding."

She is hosting an open studio this Sunday in Los Angeles, California. If you live in the area, I urge you to go, meet Kris, and to see her fabulous abstracts first hand.

Links

• Kris Cahill's website
• More of Kris Cahill's "petite paintings" series
  
• Kris Cahill's blog
• And you can see the painting I purchased, and more of her paintings on Flickr.

November 2008

Adventures

Compositions

Portraits

Happy Thanksgiving

"One"
Martin County, January 2008

Although a secular holiday, celebrated in the U.S. (and Canada), a day to take time to be sincerely thankful seems to me one that could not be more sacred. Here's wishing everyone near and far a day to be thankful.

"Live in each season as it passes; breath the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit."
Henry David Thoreau 1817-1862

The Tale of the Devil's Claw and the Cotton Boll

"The Tale of the Devil's Claw and the Cotton Boll"
Studio, February 2008

Another photo from the unpublished archive, one of my favorite studio photos.

Ladies and Gentlemen

"Ladies and Gentlemen"
Odessa, Texas

An Imaginary Place in Reality

"An Imaginary Place in Reality"
McCamey, Texas
August 2008

As part of tidying up things for the remaining days of 2008, I will be posting a few of my favorite artsy-fartsy shots from this past year that didn't make it to the blog.

Am I the only weird one that admires vents on industrial rooftops? This surrealistic row of vent stacks was on top of a restaurant.

Before I Ate It

"Before I Ate It"

A simple photo for a simple mood.

Dressing for Fall

"Dressing for Fall"
Studio Photo

If I were invited to an Autumn Ball, I would like to wear a dress that looked like this leaf, another one of the studio photos taken last Sunday.

I can't believe I didn't get around to taking any pictures this week. Instead I started a decluttering project that will likely take me into the next year: clearing a rental shed, 10'X10', packed to the gills with boxes from my last move. My last move was ten years ago! Out of sight, out of mind, as they say.

I just know inside my pack-rat exterior there is a peaceful, zen-like existence that is chanting to get out. I envision an environment where a single, well-placed river rock could command a whole room.

What's your inner decor?

Saving Autumn 2008

"Saving Autumn 2008"
Studio triptych (click for larger view)
West Odessa, Texas

Sometimes all the stars align and your vision is manifested. This was one of those times.

Reliable

"Reliable"
Virginia Creeper,
Time Machine Master Gardener's Garden,
Odessa, Texas

One day the opportunity will present itself that I may say "thank you" to some local master gardener that had a hand in building or maintaining the demonstration garden that I love so much.

Singing to the Sunset

"Singing to the Sunset"
Near Rankin, Texas

The Lilliput World of Lichen

The Lilliput World of Lichen
(as of yet unidentified)
Near Rankin, Texas

It's like a whole 'nother world when you look at it closely. I love lichen and fungi, both a beautiful part of the cycle of life.

I remember once when I was a kid in Oklahoma I collected as many fungi as I could find for a Show and Tell day at school. I must have found a dozen different specimens of all colors and sizes. The only problem was that I collected them on a weekend camping trip with my parents, and Show and Tell was always on Friday. My collection was pretty ripe and not very impressive by then.

I remain undeterred. These days, though, I can simply take a photo of it.

A Brand New Day

I watched Obama's acceptance speech last night -- twice -- and was uncharacterstically moved. I feel hopeful and encouraged today. After such a long, exclusive, aloof leadership, I feel hopeful with our new leader. May God bless him on his arduous journey.

Now let's get out there and continue to make a difference.

I don't mind the occasional anonymous commenter on my blog about my photos, but I have always been uneasy with it. Anonymous posting can lead to false courage and hard feelings.

More Upland, Upton County, Texas

I have been sick with some sort of flu-like crud and haven't felt like posting, or much of anything else. I was very pleased to get out in the sunshine on our day trip to Upland. It was worth it. And for those who are wondering, I'm feeling much better, thank you.

The pictures I posted yesterday were of my brother and my best friend Donna. A few pictures of me were attempted, but I look like hell and forbade any to be posted.

I was glad you all were curious about the ghost town of Upland, but I'm half-afraid to write much. While we didn't cross any fence lines, we had an good inkling it was on private property. And what a shame, too. Such a piece of history sitting out there just rotting away. You see, the buildings remaining and crumbling there used to be the county courthouse and jail!

Before Upland was founded, in the late 1800s there were only three families in the county, all open range ranchers. Another man, a man named Henry Halff had a dream and bought the land onto which the town of Upland would be situated. For only the price of the filing fee, he sold lots for businesses and homes. A school was opened in 1908 and the town was made county seat in 1910. But like so many ghost town stories of the West, when the railroad bypassed Upland and instead went through nearby Rankin, it was the beginning of the quick end.

By 1918 there were so few people and families to serve, the Upland post office closed. But the courthouse still wasn't paid in full. Previous residents had no choice but to continue to pay for several more years.

After learning that it wasn't even paid for before it was abandoned makes it all the more sad to me. We three had a feeling the building had been used as possibly a restaurant or pavilion at one time. But it's hard to imagine any real use for it -- it really is in the middle of nowhere, surrounded on all sides by mesquite and pump jacks.

What to do with a crumbling old courthouse, jail, and outbuilding, barely accessible by a "rut road" as Casey called it (which led to lots of Scoobie Doo wordplay)? The place had been picked clean of artifacts, by previous trespassers I'm sure. For us the place made a wonderful adventure and backdrop for a day of taking photos. Maybe it's long outlived its purpose, but the great silhouette of the courthouse can be seen for miles, calling like a siren to the curious.

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Links:

• Texas historical marker for Upland, in Rankin, and more pictures of the buildings there.
• The Handbook of Texas entry for the history of Upton County.
• The Handbook of Texas entry for the (short) history of Upland.
• An interesting, detailed history of Upland, but not very well edited.
• Upton County's GenWeb with some interesting links. But wouldn't you know it, the link with pictures of the courthouse in its day is missing the pictures!
• And another intersting (but all-too-brief) article about Upland by a geneologist.

Ghost Town of Upland, Texas