Fishing in the Rain Neenah, Wisconsin 2014

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The real Zippy (who’s Zen-like life and understanding of the world I can only aspire to) often provides informative perspectives on such things as bowling, Judge Judy, Valvoline and the art world. This strip from a few days ago helped clarify my understanding of current art trends.  ]]>

Dead Heat Neenah, Wisconsin 2014

Two carousel horses in a perpetual race, frantically running in circles, never getting anywhere.]]>

Long and Short Neenah, Wisconsin 2014

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Interchange Neenah, Wisconsin 2014

Tar on asphalt–still one of my favorite sources of abstract compositions even though Aaron Siskind beat me too the punch several decades ago.]]>

Boat Neenah, Wisconsin 2014

What this boat’s name lacks in imagination, it makes up in simplicity.]]>

Bad Company Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin 2014

What’s worse than coming across a bunch of rednecks with guns and a gallon bottle of Wild Turkey? How about a bunch of rednecks with guns and a nearly empty gallon bottle of Wild Turkey? That happened to us about 25 years ago when we were getting off the river after a canoe trip. Although the highly inebriated fellows were friendly enough, it was a long nervous wait for the shuttle driver to show up.]]>

Badlands Bighorns Badlands National Park, South Dakota 2014

We were pleasantly surprised to come across a herd of bighorn sheep making their way up to the grasslands at the top of the badlands. (This was only a portion of the herd.) What was even more surprising (and also quite pleasant) was that there were only 15 or 20 tourists like ourselves who had stopped to see them. That’s quite a contrast to Yellowstone National Park where even a small group of animals can often attract a huge crowd of people and back up traffic for a mile or two.]]>

Badlands Bandlands National Park, South Dakota 2014

A view from one of the overlooks in Badlands National Park; a park worthy of spending time in but we were just driving through on our way to Wisconsin.]]>

Glass Houses Bozeman, Montana 2014

This was the original storage shed we built while working on our mountain house. Over the years, as it’s rustic architecture has collected a steer skull, telephone pole insulators, whiskey barrel, and milk can on the porch, and antlers and bones on the roof, it has become our little kitschy statement about all things rustically western.  I just happened to pull it up right after working with the last images I posted from Rawlins, Wyoming and it occurred to me our shed might not look too out of place in Rawlins. What’s that they say about living in glass houses?]]>