Category Archives: Introspection

Two-Tone Stone

Two-Tone Stone

Two-Tone Stone

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I saw this two-toned stone lying in a field of gravel covering the narrow strip of dirt officially cordoned off as the place where one can take their dog for his or her morning or evening constitution. The strip being behind the building where I am temporarily living.

Amongst all of this mix of gray aggregates was this one odd stone with three layers. Nice and rounded by…who knows what forces?

I got to thinkin’…

“What are the chances that out of all the stones lying around on the surface of the Earth, this one little two-toe stone would end up being spotted, sketched, and given far more thought than most any other stone lying in an area where no doubt hundreds of dogs have found relief?”

“And not only that, after no telling how many thousand years it has been a little two-tone stone, it becomes famous on the Internet!”

I think it’s all just “Happenstance”. “Luck”. “Good fortune”.

What do you think?

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Nakona Baseball Glove

Nakona Baseball Glove

Nakona Baseball Glove

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I found my old baseball glove while unpacking an old box after my move at the beginning of last month. I oiled it up for about an hour to get it working again. Then I struck a pose in front of the full length mirror, stretched out in full stride as I hauled in the only spectacular, centerfield, over-the-shoulder catch I ever made.

I still remember saying “I’ll be damn” as I came to a stop, turned, and fired the ball to the shortstop.

The shortstop, Dino, later told me it was “poetry in motion”.

I’m not much of a poet anymore.

 

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Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless Romantic

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Don’t try and understand why I would sketch a Coleman, Single Burner, PerfectFlow™ stove for this entry. It’s complicated and has to do with love, romanticism, doing good for others, being inspired to give, and finding my own purpose in this life.

“How could that be?!” you say. I know. I never thought a Coleman stove would ever become a symbol of my own understanding of myself. They’re great for makin’ grilled cheese sandwiches in the remotest of picnic places though…provided you take along a Teflon™ coated Tefal™ sandwich skillet. And they make a great kit for enabling the homeless to cook their own meals…freeze-dried backpacking meals, boiled water, and a match=nutrition on the cheap.

So, enough confusing verbiage. Recent events have caused considerable introspection on my part. My purpose is to love. Love myself fully and confidently. And then to love another as she has never been loved. The rest will work itself out once I find the person who is ready to receive that which is the result of me fulfilling my purpose here in this life :-)

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