MEMORIES : DO NOT DISCARD

Simon & Garfunkel sang... "Long ago it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you..."

The song was constantly going through my head as I searched through hundreds of old photos the other day...
I found a photo of myself, once again, on the beach...digging in the sand...and it prompted this Visual Journal entry...

The small text at the bottom reads:
...digging through the layers of MEMORIES
as a kid I was always DIGGING
...in the yard around our HOME
...in the sand at the BEACH.
I loved the ANTICIPATION of what I might FIND.
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* the junk mail used in this piece were the words: MEMORIES and DO NOT DISCARD.
I painted some 140-pound index paper, then stamped with gesso, applied more acrylics and buffed with an old rag...I then randomly tore pieces and adhered them to my pages to create my 'layers of memories'.
Also note: I turned my journal vertically to create this piece - always a rebel :-)

Where Do The Years Go...?

More ART arriving soon.
I've been replenishing art materials and going through stacks of old photos...
The year, 1973...living in Germany...on a visit to Italy...23 years young!

Santa Catalina Fire

Photo: Santa Catalina Island
as seen from down the road from the cottage.
* note: I took this photo during a winter sunset - that is not the fire, simply the setting sun.

**UPDATE: Today (Tuesday, May 15th, the fire on the island is 100% contained. A total of 4,700 acres burned. They are keeping 270 firefighters on the island as a precaution. A HIGH FIVE to all the wonderful men and women who helped save our island!!)

I am heartsick. Tonight, as I write this post, a 500+ acre fire is raging on 'my' island - Santa Catalina. Most of the island has been evacuated, as far as I can discern from the news reports. The fire is approaching Avalon, the only 'city' on the island.

All during my youth my family and I spent at least a couple of weekends a month docked in Avalon Bay. My uncle Lee had been a commercial fisherman all his life. In later years, Uncle Lee became the Captain of a 65 foot yacht that belonged to a major corporation -- one great perk was...on the weekends it became the family yacht.

I would awaken on misty mornings, peer out the port hole and gaze upon the Casino in Avalon. The beautiful art deco Casino was built in 1929 -- just walking into it you felt its history. In the evening we often would go to the movie theater on the first floor of the Casino.

When we would leave the docks in San Pedro and get out to sea, my uncle would ask me if I would like to 'Captain' the yacht -- and as I did I would often hear the history of the island...uncle Lee was a walking, talking volume of history. It was because of him I came to love the sea and all things nautical.

Catalina closed to the public during WWII and was used as a military training facility. It was also the training camp for the Chicago Bears who were owned by William Wrigley, Jr...yes, the chewing gum Wrigley -- and his home sat beautifully on a cliff overlooking Avalon Bay. In the 1940s Marilyn Monroe lived on the island for a short time!

To me, Catalina holds some of my best memories. So tonight I hold on to hope that containment comes quickly - and the morning brings good news.