tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345299002011-09-28T10:52:52.104-07:00A muse guided tour to the edge of reasonFaerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.comBlogger311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-89092306699248771282010-12-27T19:19:00.001-07:002010-12-27T19:19:32.238-07:00

So we wondered what we better than roundabouts. We like roundabouts. They are better than stop signs and lights. But it might be possible to improve on the idea. And so the idea was born: circle town. At first we thought about a town that was one big circle. But people would be upset if they had to go all the way around to get somewhere that they could throw a rock at.And so it became circles

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Adina and I are planning a trip to Gunnison and Durango

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I wanted to show my daughter this picture I took in Hawaii, so I am going to make that event a little more public than sending her an email. I find it interesting that we, as a global society, are becoming more open with what used to be considered private. We talk on the phone in public, blog about our days, twitter about the most inane things and put photos up for all to see of our family

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Roseri and Shira take focus off their other worldly concerns to watch for a tornado in ours. No tornado this time but the clouds were amazing. (They are looking toward Greeley where the real weather action always goes.)Talena, of course, has seen many a tornado in this region and wasn't worried that it would happen tonight.

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It just occurred to me what is the most frustrating thing about the state of computers these days. We all know that Microsoft has stifled the progress that we would have had if they were not around by at least 10 years if not15 at this point. That is old news and rather like spilt milk.We all know what a piece of junk DOS was and how every release of Windows seems to get bigger and klutzier

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I ask Sheneal (the Time Keeper) again to explain how faeries can move up and down through time. She grinned and said, "if a faerie flies really, really fast and then shoots out a blinding flash of light, how fast is the light from her flash going?""The speed of light plus her speed? No, wait... Nothing travels faster than light..."I guess I looked lost enough that she finally rescued me, "There

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Shaneal and I have been talking about a few things and I thought that I should put down some of the conversations before I forget. It seems that every time we try to "pick up where we left off" I forget half the things she has told me."Think of it like a three dimensional movie film with the screen built into the camera," Shaneal was saying."I would, if I could," I said.Shaneal grinned a little

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Once again the faes have to take a back seat. Not that they mind all that much. They have their own lives too, it's just that they are a little put out when they are not the center of attention.I sent my daughter to Hawaii to see my other daughter. And you know how dads are when they send their children away for week or three. You know it, I am going to totally mess with her environment. The

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This probably looks to you like someone vacationing in Hawaii. In actuality it is, however, the bottom half of a sentient creature contemplating the utter destruction of its species and the planet they rode in on.***But, seriously, what could be as bad as all that? Well, according to Josheem - you remember - the guarder of the Fae Realm - the one with the "fleur-de-lis kabob". According to

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Update: 4-23-8. I have created a Google Gadget for this clock and placed it at the bottom of these blog pages****I finally got a working eTime clock! I have to admit that I thought we were talking a little graphics and some javascript here. But the task was a bit more daunting than I thought it would be.***There is a picture of the clock to the right. I tried make it work on the blogger pages

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You may remember from an earlier post that "Sheneal is the time keeper, not like a watch keeps time but like a dam keeps a river". She is trying to teach me to see time the way that faes view time.***I have to admit that it is beyond me. It seems that the future is more like a different place than it is a different time as we see it. In our view there is only Now. But because the faerie realm

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-18324158898390411852007-04-10T05:20:00.000-07:002007-04-10T06:00:29.045-07:00

I have asked Shira and Roseri to help me see what they are looking at. After much back and forth they have agreed to guide me through a painting exercise. ***I chose a wall in the den. The first thing that they said to do was to put some clouds on the wall. So I did and took them pictures. "Too fluffy", "not stormy enough", "too high", "too dark", they would say after each iteration. ***This is

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Fanle is worried about the current batch of humans. She always thought that we liked the same basic things: green grass, tall trees, furry animals... She new that some humans had priorities that sometimes harmed these things but she always felt that deep down humans were in favor of life.***But recently she saw something that has her very concerned. It was an article in a science magazine. The

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There is a story going around the Internet and email about the differences between the homes of Bush and Gore. One of Bush's homes (don't know if it is his main home or not) is as environmentally friendly as you could hope for and Gore's main home is the opposite of environmentally friendly.***It is the kind of thing that will not be considered news by big media. Neither will Gore's private jet

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I would like to have met the artist that sculpted the original of this cameo. I do, of course, realize that much of the beauty of the piece comes from stylized techniques of a certain period in jewelry making history and that the author probably borrowed from other pieces considerably.***But somewhere along the line I have heard that art is about how a piece makes you feel. If someone can pee in

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It is time for the butterfly to tell history. As was stated previously, Lilinih is three times on the arbor. She is special in many ways.***She is the first - the first to be brought into the house and the first to be crafted into the fence.***She is my muse. She continually inspires me to reach for more, to go beyond the "safe" boundaries that basically say "don't be silly". Funny how

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Parts***Some inquiring minds have wanted to know how I make an iron fae. I suppose a brief explanation is in order for those who are not familiar with this ancient art.***The first step is to cut out the faerie parts from various sizes of iron stock.***Then start up your mig welder and connect at the joints. Sometimes you will need a few clamps to hold her in position depending on the pose you

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Shira may be the last Fae to be blogged but she is certainly not least. She and Roseri are friends. They sit together, albeit on separate gates. Shira and Roseri go on and on all day about something. I don't know what because they clam up as soon as I get within earshot.***I don't believe it is gossip and I don't think they are scheming. Quite frankly I am puzzled at what they could be discussing

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I have an update on Penore's little Panamanian project. I just got home from the bookstore after picking up my favorite magazines. On the cover of one of them was the headline "Panama's Megaproject". Seems they think it is time to expand the canal. It is only a doubling but I believe for a few year's work on Penore's part, that's quite a good start. I am betting that by the time they actually

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It was 6 years ago. We were on our way to pick up our new dog. She was waiting for us in Lincoln Nebraska. She was and is a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. Why she needs four names I don't know, but we just call her Zoe.Anyway we were on our way to pick her up from the breeder (all the good Cavalier breeders seem to be 500 miles from here. Our other Cavalier hails from Montana). It was about the

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I should probably get a better picture of Fanle. You can hardly tell that she is lacing up her calf high mocassin-boots. She is proud of them and would not be happy to know that the picture I took turned out to badly.If you don't mind, I would appreciate if you would click on the picture to get a little larger view. If you could make a note that the boots hug her legs and feet like a second skin,

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Penore is in it for the long haul. She is old and plans on being much, much older. Global coolings and global warmings have come and gone and cycled through again. ***To humans, keeping the Sahara a desert and making sure that the ice in Antartica never melts is the only way to feel safe. If anything changes then we must be committing some kind of sin and the gods are punishing us.***Penore sees

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The Faes finally made it onto the fence. I hurriedly put the gates onto the arbor just before it snowed. I was concerned that I would not be able to put them on without a little bit of shoveling.My daughter and her husband as well as his folks were coming in for Christmas and aside from the fact that I had promised myself I would finish by Christmas, I wanted them to see the faes on the gates in

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-80359386965339576402006-12-14T04:58:00.000-07:002007-02-17T09:04:08.280-07:00

Yesterday and today creeps at this petty pace...Today, or even more accurately, yesterday is the day that I welded the first faeries on the gate. I realize for you it is probably the same day (today?) as no one is reading these blogs as I put them up there. If anyone is reading this (now?) it is as a complete set because I sent out the url to family and friends sometime in the future.Time is very

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I had to clean up the garage for a couple of weeks before I could start welding the faes onto the gate. I mark time as a computer programmer: a couple of weeks is roughly a Robert Jordan novel listened to on my iPod. ***I am "iReading" the Wheel of Time series. It is ok. I prefer a little more philosophy woven into my stories. But I have read Tolkien's books 5 times (before they were popular) and

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-65088036348503296372006-11-21T19:50:00.000-07:002007-02-17T10:11:18.627-07:00

Talena has a secret. No, not that she was powder coated glossy. That's not a secret, a disappointment but not a secret. I specifically requested a low gloss. Funny how that happens. You would think that if you specify something "this" not "that" that you would have at least a fifty percent chance that it will turn out the way you want it. And given that you specifically requested it one of the

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I took the faes into the powder coater. It wasn't easy to do. After spending countless hours painstakingly grinding iron molecules with tiny diamond coated dremel tools, and in the end I hand the whole lot over to a stranger and ask him to coat the faes with a sixteenth of inch coating... It was like handing over a painting to be finalized with rollers of semi-transparent decoupage.But it turned

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-35371816861560374112006-11-12T19:36:00.000-07:002007-04-08T14:57:28.446-07:00

Here is a picture of the IronFaes that I took a while back. The third one from the left (Sheneal) is the first.*** She was actually made twice. After finishing her, I took her into the powder coaters and mistakenly told them to powder coat her black to match the fence. She lost all her detail - not that I had that much detail on the first faerie but the little that I did have I wanted to show. So

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-1162138212603557062006-10-29T09:02:00.000-07:002007-02-17T07:45:33.363-07:00

I meant to say "winches" in the last post.I don't have any "wenches".Honest, honey.All those pictures from the renaissance faire were of complete strangers. Even the one of the gal that smiled at me when I took her picture.Her outlandish claims that I was the father of her little imp was just a ploy to extort money from me.Who would use a wench to bend iron anyway?Obviously I meant winch.Case

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-1162066069611411262006-10-28T10:11:00.000-07:002007-02-17T08:38:41.830-07:00

Looking at the last post again, I realize that the picture is from last year. Yes, I measure the progrss of the fence in years. This picture is more current but, no, the tree was planted that size. I measure the progress in years, not decades.The arbor alone took a year - that is one year calculated in man-minutes as I kept my day job (computer programmer) - roughly equivalent to 512 songs

Faerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00429006747229395931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34529900.post-1158430494920099732006-09-16T11:13:00.000-07:002007-02-17T08:18:11.289-07:00

If you had spotted me a couple of years ago, trying to catch the essence of a football game through my auto-darkening welding helmet, you probably would not have guessed that it would end in a flourish of iron faerie figurines on a rose outlined gate.But there you have it.Well, I guess you don't have it just yet. The gates with roses are there but the faeries are still in the shop, being welded

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