Sunday, January 29, 2017

Buffalo Wyoming

It has been years since I wrote in this blog.  I googled my name just to see the results of my son Darren's efforts to create a presence for me on the net.  Here was this blog. My long lost blog.  I have experienced so much since I last posted here.  We left Upton, sold our home...(there's more to that story but I won't bother you with it today) bought a home in Buffalo.  I found a quaint little gift shop/gallery that has been selling my artwork and jewelry now for the past 2 years.   I've branched out to a local gallery in Sheridan, a gift shop in Sundance, and a jewelry shop on Main Street with my  work too.
 I lived in Sheridan back in 1962-4.  My dad was a pastor of a little store front church on Main Street which  is now a  barber shop.  We lived in the brownstone above it for awhile and we also lived in the nurses quarters of the old hospital building.  All of the hospital is torn down now except for the building we lived in. It is a rehab center.  My two sisters, my brother, and I would slide down the tubular steel fire escape from one of the third story windows, and wet our feet to climb back up, This was long before the playgrounds adopted the same design. Sheridan was pigeons, and rabbits in cages, and fishing for suckers in the stream below Grandma's house.   Playing in the mountains of sand across the highway where the gravel pit was before there were safety rules set up to keep children out.

Now  my grandparents are gone, my parents are gone, and my siblings have taken sides and are angry over a number of issues that centered around the care and feeding of our Mom in her last years and our mentally handicapped  sister.  I used to hear about families doing this, but never thought it could happen to mine.  It is a naivety that's been with me since birth.  My belief that my life would never have some of the evil that humanity around me seemed to  be burdened with has caused me much disillusionment in my later years.  Divorce caught me off guard, both in my parent's marriage, and in my own.  What is it that gave me the idea that we were above such things?   Was it naivety or arrogance?  I have a few theories. Perhaps in another blog I will explore them further.

As for Buffalo Wyoming, we have had some difficulties here.  Unlike me, my husband was raised in one place.  Upton.  That gave him a solid social foundation. I knew nothing of that. We moved every 3 years or so to a new town, a new church.  This move for him was risky.  He knew only a couple of people, and only those people knew him.
 No one told him who the con men were until after he had been  conned.  After he was talked out of over $30,000.00 he began to hear the warnings from this man's other victims, which included store owners, customers of his, business men, and even the random soft hearted Christian  who bought his sob  stories.
 Back home my husband knew who to trust, and his hometown people trusted him.  He had spent his life building a reputation as a trustworthy, honest man.  He tells me in his hometown if a man says he  will do something he does it.  I have seen him follow through on his word many  times when it hurt his business to do so. I have the utmost respect for him  because of it, and he is highly respected in Upton as a man of his word.
 It has been heart-wrenching to see this man with a heart of gold be  manipulated by someone who claims the name of Christ but is as hardhearted , smooth talking, and devious in his business practices as any pagan could possibly be.  It has been equally heart wrenching to watch as my husband pleads his case over and over again to the leaders of this church and he is merely given lip service while this con man continues to be allowed to hold a leadership position in the church.  This man has a good  majority of the congregation fooled into believing that his knowledge of the Bible has actually penetrated his soul and made him a man of integrity. They are out of his circle of victims.  It's the biggest con I have ever been a witness to.  He has told people lies about my husband and they don't know him well enough to refute the lies.  What a frustration.  We want to solve this through the church, but the church is blinded to the truth of this man.  If ever I have seen a wolf  in sheep's clothing, it is this man.
We will do what needs to be done to resolve this issue, but if this church and it's leadership does not take action to remove this man as a teacher, we cannot remain in that fellowship..  1Corinthians 5:9-13 tells us not to associate with someone who calls himself a brother but is an immoral person, or covetous, or an idolater, or a reviler, or a drunkard,  or a swindler,--not even to eat with such a one.                                          

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Lyrics to Bill's latest song:

What good am I to You? 
An empty vessel for Your Spirit
Make me holy, keep me true
So that my life will honor you.

I want You to use me
The things You do confuse me
You love me when I'm broken
When not a word is spoken

I must live in Your power
Each day and every hour
Without you I am weak
Without the strength to speak

What good am I to You?
An empty vessel for Your Spirit
Make me holy, keep me true
So that my life will honor you.

My sins... They overwhelm me.
Your Spirit must indwell me
I take my heavy burdens
And I lay them at your feet.

Makes an amazing song... 

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Photo at dusk in Spearfish Canyon

11x14 oil painting of snowy sunset
entitled "Crossing Paths"
 

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Many people desire to play the role of victim.  I think more often than not it is because they want to seem innocent of any wrongdoing, and if they are a victim then they can put others into the role of victimizers.  It's almost childish.  Like..."No, I'M the victim,  YOU'RE the villian"  they argue back and forth over the role of innocent victim.  As adults we must learn to own our part in the demise of any relationship we are part of.   Realistically, it is rare to find an innocent victim and a purly malevolent villian in any scenario, but we regularly assign those roles without question from the outside looking in.  I don't mean that we should make excuses for someone who is cruel and hateful, but we rarely know the whole truth in most cases, and only God can see the heart and soul of a man, thus He is the only One qualified to make a judgement call on who's to blame for what. 

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

I seem to be more of a songwriter/recording artist these days than a visual artist, although I will always be a visual artist.  It is not only how I identify myself, it is also an irresistible activity for me.  I have spent the past 6 months at least just moving my stuff and waiting for my studio to be built so that I can move my stuff... and then trying to sort it all out and put it into a smaller space.  I can only write music for now, and keep sorting through my stuff.  Stuff begins to own you, they say.  Now I see it.  As a child I didn't have stuff.  Now I have too much. 

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Brand new blog!

Well, here it is.  My new blog site.  I plan to put some artwork on this but I need to figure it out first.  Please come back soon and check it out!