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October 2018

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“And besides, is death really so terrible a thing? It seems terrible to you, because you are young, but who is to say he is not better off now than you are? Or—if death is a journey to another place—that you will not see him again?” He opened his lexicon and began to search for his place. “It does not do to be frightened of things about which you know nothing,” he said. “You are like children. Afraid of the dark.” Donna Tartt, The Secret History

As a child I was afraid of the dark... not the regular dark but the dark of anesthesia. After my first surgery I woke to pain, scares, bangages and a whole chunk of missing time. By the next surgery I had developed a fear of that dark place of which I had no memory. Durning that missing time, I didn’t dream. Mom, Dad and my sisters were missing. And worst of all, God was missing. I was all alone in that darkness and I had a fear of never leaving that darkness. Being stuck there forever...a fear of never seeing my parents again...a fear of never seeing God. This was very real to me and I had nightmares to the effect. I didn’t fear dying and still don’t. In fact, I look forward to what lies beyond this earth. But by my second surgery, I held my breath as long as I could, not to breath in the gas that would lead me to that dark place.

I think this mother had that fear for her children. A fear of being in a dark place with no return to the life that she knew and had hoped to have for her own children. You can see it in her eyes. What good mother wouldn’t worry about what the future holds for her chlidren. But if anything, in my 55 years on this earth, I have larned that precious time was wasted in needless worries of things I had no control over like... “Anesthesia”.

Dorothea Lange - “Tulare County. Farm Security Administration camp (FSA) for migratory agricultural workers at Farmersville. Mother and child, come to California from Oklahoma. They have six children, aged two to nineteen years. The mother finished the eighth grade in school. They left their farming in Chicasha in the fall of 1936 to go to Arizona to pick cotton. They returned to Oklahoma to try again; failed and re-entered California February 27, 1938 to pick peas under a labor contractor. The father is chairman of camp council May, 1939”

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September 2018

“Mr. O’Halloran can’t lie. He’s the headmaster...You have to study and learn so that you can make up your own mind about history and everything else but you can’t make up an empty mind. Stock your mind, stock your mind. It is your house of treasure and no one in the world can interfere with it...You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.” - Frank McCourt, Angela’s Ashes

Frank McCourt grew up in a poverty, that I can only imangine, but he took the advice of his headmaster and stocked his mined. Thanks to my parent’s hard work and encourgement, I too... “stocked my mind”. I savored every moment of my college education provided by my Mom and Dad and am the person I am because of it. I am what I am, not only because of my parents, but because of theirs and theirs before. I imagine this couple Lang phogographed has many such desindents. I gave this hard working mother a new red apron. She deserved it.

Dorothea Lange -”Couple who have raised ten children on reclaimed land which they cleared twenty years ago. Irrigon, Morrow County, Oregon”

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August 2018

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Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.” - Mother Teresa

These words of a Saint are words to live by for sure. They are echoed in the words of Our Lady to Mirjana on October 2 of 2017...
”My children, do not waste time thinking about the future, worrying. May your only concern be how to live well every moment according to my Son. And there it is – peace for you!” It’s hard to trust and not think about tomorrow but, from experience, I find you do miss the joy of the moment when you worry about things of which you have no control. The lines in the faces of Lange’s adult subjects reflect that for sure.

Dorothea Lange -”Mr. Roberts, FSA (Farm Security Administration) borrower. Owyhee project. Malheur County, Oregon October 1939”

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July 2018

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“So I stopped talking about it. There’s no need to talk, because the truth of what one says lies in what one does.” – Bernhard Schlink, The Reader

“The Reader”, is a gem of a movie I found at a yard sale. I remember seeing the trailer some years back, thinking at the time it would be good, but I never sought it out. In the movie, the main character, Michael, finds his whole world shattered when he learns of the horrifing actions during WWII of his first and only true love, Hanna. These events occurred long before they met but while sititng in a stuffy courtroom, Michael sees the opportunity to save her from a life in prison. By telling her intermost secret, he could save her from years of imprisonment but instead he chooses to be slient and stand on the side of justice. Durning the trial Michael accepted the painfull reality that Hanna saw no faught in her own actions but as difficult that was to accept, he never abonded her. In his own way he gives her hope and a reason for living even though in his heart he knows she doesn’t deserve it. He was able to hate the crime not the criminal. I find that most honerable and hope I am able to refelect his actions in my life.

Dorothea Lange -”Mother and baby of family on the road. Tulelake, Siskiyou County, California. General caption number 65 September 1939”

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Choose Freedom For Good
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Softball 2018

This Used To Be My Playground 2018

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June 2018

All of us have a path to follow and the path begins on earth.” - Richard Matheson, What Dreams May Come

“What Dreams May Come” is a thought provoking movie featuring Robbin Williams. Lured by the special effects in the trailer, I saw it in the theater. The basic premise of the movie was that heaven is as you perceive it to be. In Robin’s charactor’s case, he always thought heaven would be like one of his Wife’s paintings and after a fatal care accident, he opened his eyes to find himself amongst the flowers of the painting he so loved. I liked that concept and over all enjoyed the movie. I didn’t agree with a lot of other ideas the author expressed. God wasn’t to be found, even after 2 plus hours of watching, but I did like the idea put fourth that our path ONLY begins on earth. Implying that great things are to follow after we pass on. It was true in the movie and I believe will be true for all of us.

Dorothea Lange - “Girls of Lincoln Bench School study their reading lesson. Near Ontario, Malheur County, Oregon October 1939”


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Lying Voices

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May 2018

My 2018 Calendar is a tribute to Dorothea Lange. I mixed her photography and mine along with some of my favorite quotes.

“You will never truly realize God is all you need until He becomes all you have.” Mother Teresa

A Tsunami struck Japan back in 2011. The death toll was upwards of 15,000. I saw a photograph online of a young girl sittting on a cracked slab of concrete among the devistation there, crying to the depths of her soul. There was nothing left for miles but rubbish and I thought... if you don’t have God you have nothing. Saint Mother Teresa echos that in her quote. I am sure that the people fleeing their homes durning the Great Depression experienced this too. Most fled their homes with little or nothing but those, with faith in God, had all they needed.


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April 2018

My 2018 Calendar is a tribute to Dorothea Lange. I mixed her photography and mine along with some of my favorite quotes.

Dear Red. If you’re reading this, you’ve gotten out. And if you’ve come this far, maybe you’re willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don’t you? I could use a good man to help me get my project on wheels. I’ll keep an eye out for you and the chessboard ready. Remember, Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. I will be hoping that this letter finds you, and finds you well. Your friend. Andy.

This letter ends the movie, Shawshank Redemption as written by Stephen King. Andy and Red are x-prisioners about to embark on a new chapter in their life. In an earlier exchange Andy tried to tell Red that one should always have hope. “It is the one thing no one can touch”. but Red’s response was... “Let me tell you something my friend. Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.”

As for myself, I agree with Andy. Hope is a good thing and when you give up hope you give up life. In the end Red agrees too... “I find I’m so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.”

Dorothea Lange - “Migrant cotton picker’s child who lives in a tent in the government camp instead of along the highway or in a ditch bank. Shafter Camp for migrants, California November 1938”

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March 2018

My 2018 Calendar is a tribute to Dorothea Lange. I mixed her photography and mine along with some of my favorite quotes.

"Sing your song. Dance your dance. Tell your tale.” Frank McCourt

Frank McCourt did Sing his song, He danced his dance and told his tale by writing three autobiographies and touching countless lives as an educator . Our lives are just that..our song, our dance and our tale. This calendar is part of mine.

Dorothea Lange - “Eight year old daughter who helps about the tobacco barn and takes care of the baby. Granville County, North Carolina - July 1939”



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Bird Dance…
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February 2018

My 2018 Calendar is a tribute to Dorothea Lange. I mixed her photography and mine along with some of my favorite quotes.

“It like to have killed us all. But not a one took it as hard as Idgie. Everyone thought she’d die right along with him. Night after night, she stayed by the river. Big George was the only soul she’d let near her, and he watched over her night and day. You know, a heart can be broken, but it still keeps a-beating just the same.” - Fried Green Tomatoes, Fannie Flag

I loved the movie Fried Green Tomatoes. Mom and I saw it at the theater. She enjoyed it too. Jessica Tandy spoke the words...
”a heart can be broken, but it still keeps a beating just the same” in reference to the unexpected death of Idgie’s big brother. Tandy was 81 and receiving chemo for ovarian cancer while filming the movie but she went on to make 4 more movies before her death in 1994. Lange seems to have captured this Arkansas girl’s broken heart not unlike Idgie’s in the movie. I gave her a bright blue dresss with red flowers as a gift.

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Artists Inspired

Séraphine…
This image reminded me of Séraphine de Senlis, 1864 to 4942. I have a movie of her life. She was a house keeper that was an eccentric closet artists. She painted by candlelight into the wee hours of the morning with paints she made herself. Sadly, she spent her latter years (1932 till her death) in a lunatic asylum suffering with chronic psychosis. Take a look at her work, it is inspiring.

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