Wild Heart
As a kid growing up in the Bay Area of California I was always searching for wild places. Back then believe it or not the Bay area still had wild places. I know its hard to believe. I was convinced that if I looked hard enough I would see the little people, the magical beings who lived in those far off places. My step father would take us to the Redwoods and Sierras in Northern California. I would take off into the woods and watch. I still remember the smell, and all the beautiful colors.
Fast forward many years and I'm still searching. I know they are out there, I believe it with all my heart. Now I understand why they don't show themselves. Humans are just too dangerous and out of touch with the old ways. Its changing I think, or I should say shifting. I meet young people all the time who appreciate the wild. Appreciate the old ways of self reliance, homesteading, foraging.
We recognize each other when we meet. I love those encounters. Gives me hope for the future.
I remember one time in particular. I was maybe 10, 11 years old. We drove up to Big Basin State Park above Santa Cruz. My step father was a driving maniac. Once he started it was hard to get him to stop. For some reason he stopped on the side of the road way up in the Redwoods. I got out of the car and walked out into the woods. My imagination went wild, envisioning fairies and elves and magical beings. Maybe they really were there!
The other day I found this video on YouTube. It brought me back to those days in the Redwoods. I hope you enjoy it. Its from one of my favorite bands, Heilung.
Its been quite a while since I've done a Blog post. Summer can become a bit unmanageable, especially August. The Black Hills Rally was very successful. Not as many people but still really good. For me it started around the last week of July and didn't stop til about a week ago. Not just motorcycles but every sort of person from all over the world. As usual I met some amazing folks and made new friends. It was bitter sweet as this is my last summer season at Cheyenne Crossing. The big move to Deadwood is coming up fast!
This next week I will be packing things up at my little studio in Spearfish canyon. I am eternally grateful to David Brueckner for giving me an opportunity that changed my life. He gave me the opportunity to better my life and live in such a beautiful and amazing place. It took a long time but I finally found where I belong.
The last few days I've been making new jewelry and trying to load up the website shop. I will also be adding a page to the website dedicated to the new gallery. Once I'm moved and set up Ill do a whole post introducing you to all the amazing artists joining me in this new adventure. I love promoting other artists and craftspeople. There are so many talented folks out there. I've said this a thousand times and will say it again, it is so very important to support the arts!
Just a tease, I'll have local potter Clay Dykstra , fiber artist Kristi Cranston. My favorite perfumery For Strange Women. Cigar box Guitars. Artwork by Jim Yellowhawk, embossed leather journals by Oberon Designs. Lots of delicious merchandise from New Mexico's Kneeling Nun Soapworks. Stickers from Boxcar Stickers.That's just a bit of what I have planned. Of course Ill have lots of new leather bags, hats and jewelry. Still doing my bone art as well.
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