Friday, November 17, 2017

Found Art Friday 239

Dear ones,
Welcome back to our service area, the (found art) contemplation zone. Yes indeed. Lately, Art Ranger has not been out on the range, but in the studio producing an art exhibition about produce, leafy green vegetables raised here in the Salinas Valley.  When photo documentation is available, more bits can go out to the sphere.
As tends to happen, we were most compelled by the process, actual leaves and their structures were the main character  - while deveining and unpacking the political context of agriculture and the people who make it possible.  Those are some of the themes stuck under our fingernails.
 Never in our wildest dreams did the small freckled one who became us think that she would eat things like this and truly enjoy them.
try your whole life to know how to use color as well as this leaf does as it ages - get out your paint brushes

 many prints
During our Artist in Residency at Open Ground Studios, we labored over the art installation parts and the whole (a whole only made possible by being around people who could help).  As soon as any component was about "finished" we were just getting the hang of it, whatever the task.  After a few days of work on a 9' x 4' pastel mural, we moved on to become enthralled with the floor and its
drop cloth
photo by Nicki Sucec of cardboard mural with "la linea" in ammo strip.
For several weeks, we frequented the small city of Seaside, going up and down the sidewalk of a different neighborhood that has a DIY spirit, a carry-on-make-it-work-somehow patina:
Moon's 99 cent store is NOT a chain!
tape skeletons from months or years of efforts (small and large) to make ends meet

More to come  ... that's what this whole blogging thing is about. You move the frame as you go - see it, say it and carry on  - How about you?  Has any Found Art worked it's way into your eye crawl? If so, please send it to

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Found Art Friday 238

Dear ones,
Today is a new day.  This pomegranate sitting alone in a dusty bowl is not even trying to be beautiful, but as it dries, it becomes more elegant, revealing its cellular structure and undercolor washes.

Now this creature is a year old. REmember that book title  "She's not that into you?" - that's this little sphinx. But no matter what, a cat is artistic, just the tail alone.
I only like their furniture - and the canned turkey is good
Viewer discretion or desecration allowed, as now we are going to highlight her gross way of expressing herself:
other times she leaves just a rump
This morning we are happy to report a successful bird rescue.  First birdy drank water out of a spoon.

5 minutes ....
LBJ - Little Brown Job's ordeal is over.  Now go tell your friends to watch out!

Now for the heartiest participants, we post a sort of "Found Poem".  Before deleting the incessant Next Door APP, we took DNA samples and coagulated it into this:

NEXT DOOR APP / first world problems
Looking for talented dog trainer
Police on 3rd Street
Big Cat Footprints
Long shot!
Missing BLOODHOUND Found !!!
 Scorpion in the kitchen
Apricot Thief
Young man with pick up truck
Hair and Nails
Stranger chasing my car
Lost bird
Loose chocolate Labradoodle?
Cocker spaniel at cvs
Pet sitter
Jerky box
Screen repair
Does anyone know?
Piano teacher
Cluster flies
Real diamond ring!
Houses and cars being egged last night
Doll house and babydoll crib
Illegal fireworks
Computer hackers asking for ransome!
Need a good plumber who is prompt
Looking for yoga/stretching
Grab bars
Mexican Chairs
Wheelchair – needs TLC
Rabbit proofer
Missing Cat
Does anyone have a RING doorbell ???
Coyote still hanging around
Kitty Kitty
Skunk Problem

 It's a certain snapshot.
They (US ECONOMY) now put up X-mas at the same time - gag!
Wherever you are, there you are as they say - Have a nice time dancing with the dead this week.  Say hello. Work their spine out.  We need each other.  As life gathers meaning from its opposite. 

Please share a bit so we may re-share it. A form of community supported artful moment making:

Friday, October 20, 2017

Found Art Friday 237

printing palette - extremes capture
Dear ones,
Yes the whipsaw continues to buzz with dark incompetencies while glib blob dodges the jibes with fibs and delusions.  How to keep just the right amount of news in our diet?

Meanwhile, Art Ranger has been busy making prints at Open Ground Studios : a cooperative.  To work there is a delight that lowers blood pressure, both the people and the facility.
In our sojourn there, we travel from quasi-rural to more "urban" and sidewalky environment:
solo cup that has lived through a lot

And what may happen to a stick of gum

More on that Soon ....
We admire all the decision making that went in to this self-regulating community: secret town off Freedom Boulevard.
Our drive traversed at least 10 different crops ranging from artichokes to strawberries to brocolli, to lettuce starts.  For upcoming exhibition "Perishables" Research has taken us far and near to our topic of "The Lettuce Curtain" - what does that really mean?  Through artist's eye  - we crunch images where others crunch numbers at the latest stats on this ill-conceived "borderwall" plan.
This sums it up, here is a border agent doing housekeeping and removing useful devices such as ladders, medieval catapults,etc.
This migration seems ruled by love and hope and work; desire to live lives of heartfelt decency. These longings make a fifty foot concrete wall feel like an insanely wasteful flimsy sardine can or inert lump in the wilderness tossed about in the windstorms of political and economic force. Way out of date.  ASStromonical price in dollars and environmental stress.
Let's all reach for some Yoda.

 From a series called: Moments in Fencing
still hanging on, becoming one through rust splint in time 
We hope you have images that reach out to you this week and that you may send them to Also do you have a favorite shade of green? somewhere in nature or culture, a green hue that you remember to admire.  Your contributions may be added to our green vault.

Friday, October 13, 2017

Found Art Friday 236

Dear ones,
Come to think of it, today our findings are structured by a small collection savored on "desktop" for one reason or another.  Firstly this discovery from Friend in the Bay Area:
 Elf  2017 -  waving?

Elf with mushroom 2015
How quizzical and whimsical that someone, in two separate sitings two years apart, would be leaving these small paintings at the foot of some telephone poles in her neighborhood.  The Art Ranger can relate to the small format of service being provided.  Mild wonderment.

Found art can be Hmmm or wow, why? and huh?  Curious indeed - which is how we would like to remain until the end of our days.

Here are two from of all places, the gym: we like it when we do not understand where a reflection is coming from.  For a brief moment it could be outer space:
a drawing of light that made us curious - what was causing that?  
where the mirror used to be now cosmic or biological
At the gym there are some fellas that grunt and gasp while they work out which causes us to like punk rock or rhumba more than ever.  One gentleman with capped teeth does pose of a child - anywhere any time.  Some of them appear to be having militarized memories.  There are so many different ways to look in a mirror.
Tree sidewalk interface
We do admire the years of work-around here.   The usual human to nature abatement.

What have you eyed lately?
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Saturday, October 7, 2017

Found Art Friday 235

Dear ones,
Thankfully, there are so many wonderful people in this world. This blog is about finding small moments that lift us out of our continuum where an aesthetic or gutteral splash or dash here and there connects with our own thought entanglements.  Here at the Department of Homeland Inspiration, we are certainly glad there is a category called Vegetable Art:
at The Sandwich County Fair (New Hampshire) where our dear former college roommate serves as a Vegetable Judge.  She gets to put ribbons on squashes and also to stroll around and look at pigs sleeping snout-to-snout.
Yes we tend to play with our food
Not okay, here we are again, (one?) nation under gun, leaking out dire facts about ourselves. On our recent drive through Vegas, we were actually digging the wallpaper, slightly off-center polka dots and the specially spray-painted matching golden ice bucket.  We were developing a soft spot for it. 
Cheap hotel outside Las Vegas
Gold dots that slightly miss
Along with the distressing revolving tragedies, it's been bothering us that the Secretary of State responsible for moderating the possibility of Nuclear War with North Korea says they are "probing"- that's what he calls his attempt at diplomacy?  Perfectly logical for someone who does drilling for for a living ....

Calm down now and breathe ....
Grass Roots Resistance noted by Normi Burke in vast parking lot
A hint of green to be cultivated, a poignant chuckle.  The tree man told us that the heavy acorns this year indicate we may have a wet winter; the trees wouldn't bother if they didn't already know what was coming to soften the soil for germination.

Yep, we took note, we wanted to say Thank You for your slant
Field Work Brewing Company

We will leave you with this - Why? Because it makes us glad for humans who continue to innovate.  How someone had the light bulb spark to realize that if you tilt the roll a bit, gravity and spin will not send the TP wastefully cascading to the floor as it does and has for decades.

If some image comes to take you away from whatever was your day, please send to FAF@Homeland  Sometimes they await friends in the inbox to tell their story.  Sometimes they are lost in the blur of existence, but we intend to improve our folderizing.  Peace to you and your environs.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Found Art Friday 234

Dear ones,

 Here at The Department of Homeland Inspiration - we're lucky to have a dog we must walk. In so doing, the same path is never the same:
Artistic License? - Our new Business card?

We try not to let it get to us.  But it does, because we're all about percolation, digestion, reflection ....

Mire Poix


Since it is Harvest Festival season, we are are going to celebrate the large category of vegetable named squash and the exuberant way that it grows and plans how to support items that may weigh more than a baby and feed an imaginarty (yes a typo) village.

squash blossom with bee

Squash support infrastructure

aged to bluegreen with scars and stem torque
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Friday, September 22, 2017

Found Art Friday 233

Dear Ones,
Despite finding ourselves placed on a precipice
erected by two bufffoons
that are way too into their hair
running hot, wagging tongues waging
swaggering wars whilst investigation warms to cut close
around his sick heartlessness while we gawk with jaw agape
at nature's power to completely dismantle human efforts
while tweeting at-risk-for-stupidity senators regarding healthcare debacle
We would like to see (or make) a sine wave frequency of our global anxiety level
Oh yes - here at The Department of Homeland Inspiration, where every day is full of work and play (if we are just able to notice and to breathe .....); the following lovelies and oddities have entered our community inbox:
Bonnie Hotz seeing dinosaur bones
Water smiling
Naval fleet, village or waiting in line
 We'll call them decompositions

Now here are a few more captures from Art Ranger out on the range.  These emphasizing the entrails of civilization:
Somewhere hot in Utah near a skinny horse
Cousin of squashed abandoned glove

We feel a nodule of narrative coming on .......  

Speaking of which, we found this page amongst the 48 years of flotsam and jetsam in the childhood bedroom.  Let's call it Story in a Jar:
Fiction Circa 1983?  We loved our typewriter - the rhythmic sound helped us want to keep going.
Have you changed much?  Please tell us through images or stories or squashed findings ... .......
send to and we will certainly try to weave it in.

Friday, September 15, 2017

Found ARt Friday 232

Dear ones,
While we were "at large" over the summer, a number of images crossed our path and here are some of them:
Richard Anthony reporting from Austin, where you are supposed to "keep it weird" 
It's kind of bipolar for the turtles, which makes perfect sense. Artarama is where mama want to be!

Many of you have experienced the environmentally friendly digital grafitti left by The Art Ranger
on Facebook ((oh geez now what've they done?)). When we notice friends images from a "found art" angle, we often comment "Art Ranger was here!".  Two from a high school classmate whom we haven't laid eyes on in person, for perhaps 38 years: Katie Sweeney Kikawa in Seattle area.
 "How does one survive this?"
Our menopausal teenage brain tries to remember her school girl essence and wonder about this person now, deduced from a few photographs, old and new.
Unearthed from her garden with dismay - 

Art Ranger found this edible mitt to be quite endearing.


Now a few more gleanings from the Colorado Motherlode (Home on the Range) area:
American Classic  - "Pioneer Modernism"?
It does make a difference how and when and where a thing was made!

And this:  A dedicated humor magazine    
We are in dire need of such at this moment! There is not quite enough humor to butter over the toast of our nation as it continues the excruciating "reveal".  Resist and persist we must, nevertheless!

Until we meet again: and we certainly hope that it could be through you sending an image of your own notion of "Found Art" To:  FAF@homeland

Friday, September 8, 2017

Found Art Friday 231: la rentree

Dear ones,
You go away for three weeks and the birds now sing a different song.  Before we get to the scraplings of a visual travelogue from Art Ranger's time out on "the range",  there was this: 
Whoah!!!  - Women's bathroom at the newly renovated SF MOMA
Which made an all out visceral emergency of the mundane errand, especially should you absent mindedly check the news.  But it sure fit as a backdrop of NOW.  Given the hurricanesque torque of incompetence as it re-smacks us in the face daily alongside the grueling groans of Nature: she is fed up and disgusted, having a sheer blow-out.  While the Tweet equivalent of a toxic vomiting disorder continues, each new news breaking and breaking at break neck speed, like there's no tomorrow.  Sure - we have a tiny rain boot and a firepants leg and big Assload of arms. We have cartoons running us over and grabbling our country's assets, bagging it up for themsleves and wearing your sweat equity like diapers under their hairdo, funneled down their slick-haired golden inflated toilet sponge.
"Uncharted territory".  Last year fire, this year flood, this year fire, this year ....
We keep hearing that we are in "uncharted territory" again and again and again.  Now there's also a "cone of uncertainty", which certainly mirrors what the DACA recipients will now have to wear on their heads every day;  so often the most inspiring and aspiring students. Ones who made you love your low wage job any way any how.


As mentioned, we were tasked with the gigantic debris storm of sorting through 48 years of the motherlode of our mother's belongings and entire life.  We now contrast that with weary souls in the current "cone of uncertainty" where nature's force may dismantle object-accumulation in one fell swoop of "eyewall replacement cycles". 
Of all the many thousands of objects, Dad's bench vise is one we actually feel attached to.
............ Breathe ..........
We actually saw this and watched it paint itself a painting with the sinking sun
Like characters in a play, this gaggle of all different old ish chairs sat at "The Pickle Barrel" restaurant in Silverton, Colorado and politely welcomed us  -  though surely gossiped about us after we'd left.

Despite unsuccessful photographs, each chair was fitted with a private wire sculpture underneath the seat to help shore up and flex with the loosened legs.  Art Ranger thrives on tiny moments such as these.

High altitude snacking
 Vignette from Minturn, Colorado
We found this to be poignant
You just keep going regardless - into a new time zone, a new century,a new technology.
We have tried for years to snap a picture of this dead serious sign, just off the I-5, heading west, near the oil fields
Our inbox is gladdened by accumulating a few of your images - hello people out there!: