Friday, April 29, 2016

Found Art Friday 201

Dear Ones,
No lens reaches
Today is Arbor Day and we would like to share this art work with you:  Funerals for Trees.*
It is an act of protest regarding what we think is a vile and senseless development proposal in our local Fort Ord.  Once a military base, it is now a public access nature sanctuary where we ride and walk and run and play and breathe.  Insert your own examples here.  A big thank you to our collaborators and friends, test viewers, and endangered species. Please send pictures of your favorite trees to FAF@homeland inspiration.org. Really - do it!
another link to Funerals for Trees in case Vimeo doesn't work for you.
With Coach Dog God
 

Friday, April 22, 2016

Found Art Friday #200

Dear Ones,
Here it is, a noticeable number of how many posts we have wrought.  It you are just joining us, we collect images of "art" that presents itself to us by chance.  Thank you for coming along for the ride, or the instant.  For our 200th episode, we made a podcast of a rant that you may or may not hear some day, as our effort to create an RSSfeed (yummy) turned into a cul de sac of technological idiocy.

Hence, back to good our friends, the pictures:  Here are two from our friend Richard Anthony, who settled down in the Valley like "Frank" from that Tom Waits song.  He's a poet by accident.  It tumbles out from behind his knees, the way others shake salt.
The pole and I
Sing in time
Rusting scales in
Upward bent.

The pole and I
echo through
all manner of
what is unforgettably true. 

The pole and I
Are touching all
the hands and hearts and
years gone pounding by.

With love
Gives such a texture of human yearning. Each nail counts. Someone wanted that cat back and wanted you very much to know about this or that, and wants you to be in their band. Connectivity and claims on passions all shared on a pre-digital upright log.

This is how we feel as artists. We bear our telephone poles every day.

Also in the urban vein, this pavement duet of smashed and discarded sung to us:



........   Switcheroo .......



We hope you have a spring to savor, as each season on this sacred planet deserves the attention. Our local correspondent, Lettuce Pray: would like to wish you a very realistic and rejoice-filled everyday EARTH DAY every chance we get ...
Burrowing Owl youth Choir


Tree hugger 

our new belt buckle
We want to thank our spouse earthman now for bringing us ten years ago now to this neighborhood where we can witness this.

May you have the chance to enjoy other species besides human today!
And send your unexpectedly loved moments please to FAF@homelandinspiration.org.