Thursday, December 23, 2010

Holiday Connections

Family Heirlooms

Today I had to myself, the day before Christmas Eve and it was SO good. Sometimes I need a day spent alone, doing my own thing, when I want, how I want. I enjoyed our Christmas tree we cut from our property, lit with white lights and all sparkle, we topped a tree actually. It's decorated with years of collected ornaments and many from my Mom's own collection. Below the Christmas tree is a small village of sparkle paper houses, something given to me by my Mother who loved Christmas and the celebrations and traditions of this time of year.
I decided today that I would spend my time making Pirogies, a traditional Polish dumpling stuffed in this case with potato and cheese. However my twist is that I made them gluten free and dairy free. I put on the apron I gave my Mother when I was in second grade and broke out the rolling pin handed down to me that belonged to my Great Grandmother, who brought it from Poland I believe, this rolling pin has to be at least 80 years old. I love it's green handles and I cherish it. I put on some Christmas music via Pandora and reconnected with the women of my family and all the times they performed the same ritual of making the holiday pirogies and it felt awesome. I smiled as I thought of my Mother and how happy it would make her to know I was carrying on, the task of rolling out the dough and cutting a circle with a jelly jar, filling and pinching it closed, time after time grounded me deeply. I believe we all need these rituals that connect us with who we are, where we came from and those that came before us, honoring the memories and lessons taught. There will be more traditions and moments of connection over this holiday, those taught and those created. I hope you have these things to bind you to your own history, Merry Christmas, Happy Solstice and Happy Holidays!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Window

Pavement window into the earth..

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Love

I got to spend time with my niece Amelia

and Aaron...LOVE them and their pure spirits deeply.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Winter Light

Winter Grasses/Abstract


Orbiting around..

Winter light and color while out riding solo.
I see patterns and colors with texture for paintings and glaze and surface treatments in all of this. Ideas for future pieces or maybe these are the pieces, right now.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Cherokee Legend


An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. "A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.

"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego." He continued, "The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I am Grateful

A Bird in the Hand
Jenny Mendes

I am grateful for:
  • The love, kindness and generosity of my family and friends
  • My Craig, who has been by my side for so long
  • Sleep
  • For my strong and healthy human body
  • Books
  • For the memories of my mother
  • My life and all the adventures I have taken
  • True Nature
  • Wildness in all it's forms
  • Quiet places
  • Wood for fires that keep me warm
  • Food that nourishes me
  • That I have a bike to ride
  • A home to shelter me and a warm bed to sleep in
  • Music
  • Laughter
  • The SUN
  • Dreary days that make me slow down
There is more..however that's plenty. What are you grateful for?

Friday, November 19, 2010

My I/Shattered





Shattered patterns. Faded colors.
Riding some, running some, getting into winter mode.
Damaged my truck in a small collision, don't know what's what with her yet, I hope they fix her back up for me.

Monday, November 15, 2010

My I/Rust Paintings








I'm carrying my little point and shoot with me everywhere these days, looking, seeing, getting inspired. This practice has become my studio of sorts lately as my physical studio is non-existent at this time.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Thursday, November 11, 2010

MyI

Patterns, color, symbols are everywhere..this seems like an ancient symbol to me painted on the street by chance. Sun wheel spinning, constellations turning, center point holding, we come and go, hurtling through space we enjoy the ride.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Pause...

Pause...

Saturday we headed to Salida..intentions set..

Craig settled into the river, the fish, his pause, his time..

I headed for the trails above Salida..my pause, my time to uncoil.

Came down through rocks, ridges and mindful moves into flowy, fast durt

Moving back and forth through the liquid gold sunshine.

An odd moment with a stranger that turned magikal in the end

Offering made, excepted and left to settle in the durt..

Pause, renew then forward.
I love this town, this area, could BE here, maybe some day.

Friday, October 29, 2010

More Fire..

Image courtesy of Boulder Daily Camera

A fire broke out in Boulder Canyon this morning near the Elephant Buttress and it's off to the races, with a similar trajectory as the 4 Mile Canyon Fire. I only hope they can get this one down quickly and no homes are lost and hearts broken. It's a very strange thing, I'm a bit traumatized after the last fire, I'm pretty freaked out by fire at this point and we can't get a break this fall. We'll see how this one goes. Wish us luck here in Boulder. I wonder who or what started this one since there IS a FIRE BAN in place.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Hucking our Meat

"Cloud Rest"

Craig and left Thursday afternoon for some time away, out in the desert, disconnecting as much as possible, soaking in the distance and sage deeply. Our trip was full of all kinds of unstable weather conditions, rain, wind, snow, snain, sun, lighting storms on slickrock. We took the long way to Moab, Utah via Durango and Cortez, Colorado so we could ride at Phil's World on Friday which we were shut out of this past March due to snow and mud. When we got there it was raining, it didn't look good so we went to the bike shop in town and looked around a bit and decided that we would drive to the TH and at least check things out for ourselves. When we did we found what was mostly super hero dirt, Sweet!

Craig enjoying some super hero dirt. This place rides like a roller coaster of delight.

Little side canyon out in Phil's.


Water Resting upon Rock

After our fun ride in Cortez we headed north and west to Moab where we were to meet up with friends Jimijames and Sam Friday night. We drove into Moab, had dinner at Eddie McStiff's where I proceeded to have some really awful GF, DF pizza, Pizza Failure's are really difficult for me! After that we headed out to our normal camping area at Behind the Rocks and it started to rain again. Low and behold in the last year camping has been closed at Behind the Rocks two miles in all directions from the entrance. WHAT!! One of the last closer in free camping areas closed, oh Moab what's becoming of you and your free spirited Edward Abbey/Monkey Wrenching days? Wait, don't answer that. We spent the next 2 hours driving around in the rain looking for a spot to camp and meet the guys. We finally caved and drove up to Slick Rock and found a spot in the FULL and overflowing campground amongst the RV's, Rock Crawlers and Mega Family Tents, we had no choice at this point. There's something about formal campgrounds that make me itchy and nervous, I like my space I guess but in the end it worked out fine, even with the $10.00 a night fee (groan).

Enjoying some Sunshine before heading down Rockstacker!! All goofified and ready to roll and drop and skip through some chunky chunder!

Saturday morning all 4 of us got up to SUNSHINE! Stoked for a day of rowdy trail riding, we headed up Amasa Back and then down Rockstacker and Jackson, two BAMFing trails. Some of the best technical riding out there, and you lose literally 99% of the people as soon as you drop into Rockstacker. Bye, bye people, hello chunkdrophuckfest! The whole route is signed now with maps, it's not the obscure ride it once was but it's still a test piece and I felt good that day. Everyone was riding really well with big smiles the whole way. The day's theme was "Huck Your Meat", I really like hanging out with boys, they're so much fun, girls are too really and truly but my boys are fun in a nasty, gnarly and different way.

BAMF's getting ready to head down.

Colorado Riverness..

BAMF Sam! Sam is a VERY good rider, confident, smooth and unassuming. He's also young and his body doesn't hurt him after a ride. I really like riding with Sam because I feel like he pushes me to try and do more, I learn from watching him and he kindly fixes things on my bike without me having to ask. I saw Sam ride up to drops and gaps and just huck his meat with pure flow and ease, he is a creative rider, it's kinda inspiring and it's all with a smile and encouraging words.

Getting towards the bottom of Jackson, it's such a great trail and I cleared a couple of chucky things I didn't last year on my first attempt.
Saturday night was wild and distorted in many ways, we headed back to camp and stuffed our bellies. There was an amazing lighting storm without rain for like an hour, it was a masterpiece really set against slickrock, like nothing I've seen in all the years I've been going to the desert. I slept deep and hard that night.

Sunday we were scheduled to head up to Hazard and ride down UPS, LPS and RPS however due to recent snowfall noone was shuttling up that high. However due to some local magik we found a friend of a friend with a dualie who was willing to take us all the way up. We swerved around cows and hunters as we headed up into the La Sals finally deposited in fresh snow at the Hazard TH. We had the place to ourselves.

Winter is here...

Getting set to head down Hazard, laying down first tracks. It was cold and the sun wasn't creeping out behind the clouds yet.

Get on your bike BAMF!

I was moving a bit slower this day, third day of riding and 2nd big ride that feels like you're doing pushups the whole way. The thing is with Hazard, UPS, LPS and RPS is you can't hold yourself back from going as fast as you can or hucking everything in your path. By the end of the day you're wasted on so many levels and you want to do it all over again, if you could, it's that much fun and there is enough out there to test your skills. Each year I ride these trails and each year it's a little different, I always seem to progress in one area or another, my skills get better. The only thing that was off this year was my back and hips, they slowed me down on the third day but I still pushed myself. Everyone did and there are so many lines to choose from you can go as BIG as you want out there.


As you can see Jimijames made it back to town..barely..
There are many reasons why I come back to Moab over and over again even with the crowds. It's so unique and challenging and the riding there is only getting better as they open more Black Diamond style trails, there are a few of these type trails in the Moab area that are not on maps or internet forums and in many ways I hope it stays this way, keep it rough and difficult and hard to find, keep the adventure in riding. The desert is ever changing, hard to know what you're going to get but you have to bring your heart and soul a long with you, be open to the challenge and push yourself against the rock, the dirt, the sage, the sky, all of it so that you're left raw and real with who and what you are, a creature of the durt.