solstice

old bear paws, almost round, ash and rawhide

yesterday i went to lake placid. my finger will remain in a splint for 6 more weeks. 

damn and blast. it is, however healing. 

and i like my doctor.

 i did what a woman at the birch store called retail therapy. i shopped, only in two stores.

 if any of you know the adirondacks you may recognize this.

 car pics on the perilous drive between some mountains

 cascade, anyone?

i love signage, as the man says

 so i take pictures from behind the wheel, as i navigate the curves "hills"

they don't call them the high peaks for nothing

trying to photograph and watch the road and watch the jumps is impossible

i have seen summer and winter jump practice, terrifying fun.

 lunch in the park on lake flower, and a little education

up from the sign

a glorious day.

therapy

BY THE WAY,

happy birthday, IAN!!!!!


ADDENDUM:
go and look at what jean is doing. 
she is really really making beautiful shifu as well as beautiful everything else. 
morgan students: look at this!!!!!

a few lines

there is a visionary draftsman, a draw-er, who is in need of cash. he is left handed, talented, quirky, obsessive, cute, and willing to draw things that you and he talk about. he is ian, my firstborn, and he says you're welcome to get in touch. email is located here ian stevens and his web page, old and poor though it is, is here. he says he will take on any commission, and will call to talk it over with you.  

why am i putting this on my blog? he asked me for any ideas, so i thought i'd throw this into the ethers and maybe someone would find a drawing. are they any good? yes, or i wouldn't have written. this is a young man with talent, pictures and stories, but no book, no publisher, no direction. me? well, maybe you have guessed i'm a little busy and though we keep talking together about a book, it hasn't happened.

the drawings above, so poorly shot, are all i could do quickly. the first drawing is a small one he made for me for christmas. it's kinda funny, you'll notice the two missing shingles from the roof are below. the trees drawing is many years old, high school maybe, elder maples. the last is a huge hole. his materials: white drawing paper, a pen, usually black ink. and a huge imagination. he tells me he just finished a float plane commission(!), and not long ago a moose. oh, and walrus are big favorites...and barns and hoosies. you'll see...