As most of you know, I have been DA absent, but there was a reason. My life has been extremely chaotic since March, to include the passing of my dear Tuffy. I bought a house that took until April 28th to close and I just barely got myself into it this past weekend, which included a car accident that was totally my fault. I had packed my truck too full and couldn't see properly. No, I was not hurt. Anyway, I used the term "into" loosely. I am up to my eyeballs in all my stuff trying to get things put away and also cleaning up my old place. Since that house belongs to my family, thankfully I have been given plenty of time to move all my roses, irises, lilies and tulips. Roses and Irises are the easiest to move, being the most hearty. But, moving Lilies, that is another story completely. Not to mention, along with getting my house in order, I have to still prepare my very large backyard. The front is done, thankfully, but the back...well. Let's just say I have my work cut out for me. My new home was vacant since last August and was a bit in disarray, add a wet winter and the growth was unbelievable.
Anyway, I hope all are well and sorry for the missed Birthdays, dear Penny included. I hope to be back in DA much more normal by the end of June.
Thank you, dear David (Okavanga) and Steph (StephGabler) for all the support, your the best.
Take care, everyone.
He brought so much joy to my life and to my home. He will be missed so much, I can't even express it into words.
RIP my sweet, sweet boy. I will see you again.
Hi everyone! I have to apologize for my absence. There is a lot going on in my world that requires my attention, so I ask for your understanding. I am hoping I will get back to DA more regular in a few months. In the meantime, my attendance will be intermittent at best. Thank you for your patience and I will share more later when I can.
Keep creating and I will be around more hopefully soon.
Ciao for now...
And two of my own...
Here is hoping all stay warm through these winter months
And like always a few of my own...
Here's hoping your Holiday Season is Festive and Bright!
As we get ready to transition into winter and festive times. I wanted to share some of my favorites from many of my DA friends.
Share some love with these wonderful artists!
And now for a few of my own...
Thank you for viewing!
It was a year ago this month that I lost my Boo. Boo's life was short and started hard. Boo was found in a Target parking lot, taped shut in a box when he was but 3 weeks old. He came out of the box fighting which told us he stood a chance at surviving. We took him to the shelter where I volunteered and he made leaps and bounds at recovery and quickly was the dominant kitten in the kitten room. I had told myself I was not going to get another cat, but before I knew it, he was stirring up the peace of my home. My boys Meow and Tinker were not at all happy with me for bringing home the little black and brown ball of fur. It took some time, but acceptance did come and all was right with the world for a very brief time. Boo quickly became Bad Boo, for defiant was his middle name. I would tell Boo "no" and use a squirt bottle when he got on my dining room table and all be damned if he wouldn't get back up on it and sit like a king moments later. But, I figured if the worst thing he would do was get on my counters and table...life wasn't so bad. I think a lot of his defiance came from being taped shut in that box. It affected his life so much causing him to suffer from anxiety to the point my Vet and I put him on Prozac. Now a lot of you will probably look at me in horror for doing that, but I can tell you it helped Boo have as normal a life as he could and that was all that mattered. I loved that cat as much as he tested my patience. I had no way of knowing that his stay with us would be so short.
I miss you, my BooBoo!
So, it seemed fitting with Hot August Night's 2016 wrapped up and put to bed, to do a feature on cars. It is after all, the car shows 30th anniversary!
The love of the automobile is nothing new to Americans or anyone, anywhere. Cars give us freedom, cruising down the highways with the wind in our hair...it is not about the destination, it is all about the ride!
Those of us that call ourselves car buff's, we love the sound of a 8 cylinder roaring engine backed up with looks that could cause an accident. I was born into a car family and learned at an early age to appreciate the beauty of a restored classic. So, with that said, here is to the automobile in all her glory. Whether she has a carburetor, fuel injected, modified or traditional classic, the love of the automobile transcends generations.
Now just a few of my own personal shots of my favorites cars...
Well, my friends...I hope you enjoyed the ride!
Life! We come into this world fearless without a clue of how fragile and fleeting it is. But, as we age it becomes more apparent. The first time a beloved pet dies, the first time a family member or friend dies. It brings us in touch with the reality that all things are born into this world heading on their way out, it is just a question of when. But, I personally don't ponder the when. I have never feared death, I have already died once as most of you know from my last journal. Death comes for all of us. All we can just hope is that it comes quick, or in the best case scenario, we die in our sleep. Death is something else entirely when it is someone else, someone you know...someone you love. We as human beings are selfish by nature. But the degrees to which one is selfish depends on the person. Take my grandmother for instance. My grandfather suffered from MS for over 20 years and my grandmother would have wanted him to suffer indefinitely rather than leave her. I on the other hand am not that selfish. I prayed for God to release him from the shell of his body that had become his painful prison. For me it was insanely cruel that he had to endure so many years of pain before the release of death.
I have met people profoundly frightened by the prospect of death. I was flying home from the UAE (United Arab Emirates), it was my last deployment before I retired. I was on the last leg of my journey stuck in a puddle jumper. For those of you who do not know what a puddle jumper is, it is a tin can with wings, a very small plane and usually a very bumpy ride. Anyway, I had the aisle seat (if you could call it that) with a very terrified woman in the window seat next to me. I asked her what she was so scared about and she replied to me, "I am afraid we will crash and die". To which I replied, "well...that could be a possibility. You could also trip over your pet and die on your porch for that matter". As soon as I said that, I had her undivided attention. I told her it was wasted energy to worry about dying in this can of a airplane. That what was going to happen, would happen with or without her worry. I asked her if she believed in God or something greater than herself and she said yes. She told me she was Muslim and I told her I was a Christian. I continued "are you not taught as I am that this life is only the beginning?" To which she replied, yes. So, I said to her, then put your life in God's hands and don't waste your time worrying about things you cannot change. I reiterated the fact that we are all on a course with death. After I had finished, she had calmed herself, she looked different actually without all that stress on her face. Without warning she wrapped her arms around me and about hugged me to death...lol, pun intended! She thanked me repeatedly and said she felt foolish for all the years she had wasted being terrified of flying. Then she said something to me I will never forget. She looked me deep in the eyes and said "we are not so different are we", to which I replied no...no we are not. The remainder of our flight we chatted about lots of things, me being a woman in the military, her about leaving Africa and becoming an American citizen and how proud she was of that. Her fear of staying in her country had been greater than flying, but she admitted she had dosed on dramamine to sleep the whole way. When we departed the plane, she hugged me again and said she would never forget me...I will never forget her.
So, this leads me to the reason for the journal. We found out yesterday that my mother (I am adopted from birth) has Parkinson's. An addition to all the other ailments she has; heart disease, dementia and high blood pressure, to name a few of the more serious. They give her 8 to 12 years before she becomes incapacitated if she lives that long. My mother unfortunately was always a glass is half full kind of person, I learned from her what I didn't want to be. She suffered from depression most of my life and I wish her life would have been different. She lived a life without much joy. Now I worry that she will end up a prisoner in her own body and I find myself praying that God will take her in her sleep like my grandmother. You see, no woman on my mother's side has lived as long as my mom with heart disease so prevalent. Unlike my grandmother, I do not wish for my mother to suffer endlessly just so I have her here with me in this world.
So, to end this where I began...life is fleeting, live life to the fullest, as cliche' as that sounds. Always remember to tell the people you love that you love them. Be fiercely protective of your family and friends, but also try to be kind to everyone. If you don't believe in karma you should, what you do in this life will come back to you ten fold in this life or the next. We as humans are all connected, black, white, brown, red...it doesn't matter. We are a melting pot of what came out of Africa some 125,000 years ago. If I could change the world, it would be to make every soul on this planet aware of how connected we really all are. Maybe then we could just learn to love and respect one another.
Peace my Friends
wanted to know more about me, a lot more and it took me a few days to get through the questions.
So, here is a look into who I am and then some. This feature scrolls, so you will not see all of it at first!
1. If you could be any character from anything, what would it be?Lara Croft
2. Funniest thing you've ever seen?
I know he is not a thing, but that man makes me laugh tell I cry.
3. If you could magically conjure one and only one being into existence, what would it be? An item, person, etc. (No things like "I WISH FOR THREE MORE WISHES!)
My Son, he passed away in 2003
4. Who is your favorite person alive?
I don’t have just one, my friends and family are my favorite people alive.
5. If you could go anywhere in the world (place, not country), where would it be? Why?
New Zealand because there is nowhere else on earth like it.
6. What would you like to do as a dream job? Like... if you could do ANYTHING, what would it be?
Own and run an Animal Rescue Rehabilitation Shelter for all abused, abandoned and neglected animals
7. HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP!?
I am fairly certain it is a middle finger, Mids!
8. Can you do this please?
Type in the beginning of a question into Google
Pick the funniest suggested result
Post it in your journal
I typed ‘What was that? It is the best I could come up with…
9. What website do you practically live on?
Words with Friends
My Aunt, my Cousin and I have been playing continuously since 2012
10. What song verse pretty much describes your life?
All Ends Well: Atler Bridge
If you believe in nothing else
Just keep believing in yourself
There will be times of trouble,
It's gonna hurt like hell
This much I know, all ends well
It all ends well
11. What is the weirdest term you've ever seen on Urban Dictionary?
Never used it, so have no idea
12. Favorite Indie game (please don't say Undertale or Five Nights At Freddy's)?
Um, wrong generation to know what this is, must be a video game. The last video games I played were Tetris, Centipede, Frogger and Donkey Kong
Okay clueless here??? Looks like slang for What to me!
Thirteen Fun Facts
1. I am intolerant of idiots.
2. Patience is not my virtue.
3. When I set my mind to do something, get out of the way! I am like a pitbull on it…no one can change my course.
4. I have obsessive compulsive disorder.
5. . I drowned when I was a kid. My memories of it are just light on the water, it was peaceful, beautiful. I am not sure if it was my mind protecting me or not, but that is how I remember it…at least until the lifeguard beat the life back into me…
6. I LOVE music! I have over 700 CDs, all of Kiss on vinyl until "Creatures of the Night", and yes I still have my turn table...I can’t get rid of them even though I love my IPod.
I love Rock (Aerosmith, AC/DC), some hard Rock (Disturbed, Five Finger Death Punch), Alternative (Incubus), R&B (mostly the old stuff, Temptations), Dance, some Techno (Prodigy, Chemical Brothers), some country (Merle Haggard, Brooks and Dunn, Garth Brooks) and Blues (Stevie Ray Vaughn).
7. Spring and Fall is my favorite seasons.
8. I am not fond of crowded places and avoid them at all cost. Except for concert settings…it is so weird, but I am just fine in those situations, until it is time to get the heck out of there. I also seem to do well when I am out with my camera, no time to care about people unless they are my subject matter!
9. I grew up on a ranch, had horses and every critter known to man.
My mom called me the pied piper, I would bring it all home, cats, dogs, one time a ferret. People would just dump their pets out in the middle of nowhere and I'd get off the school bus and they would follow me home.
10. I was adopted at birth and I am okay with it. My biological mother was 16 years old. Who knows anything about being a parent at 16!
11. The most amazing lyrics and music I have ever heard is still from the album "The Dark Side of the Moon" by Pink Floyd.
12. I am addicted to Iced Tea (caffeine)!
13. I raced 2 stroke go-carts as a kid. To say I am an aggressive driver, is an understatement. But, I do not drive reckless, I do not tailgate and I use my turn signals. I learned defensive driving in Europe and I am aware of every car around me. I have never been in an accident I caused and I got my first ticket at age 36. I own a Tacoma, but my car is a VW GTI. My GTI handles just like a go cart, very stiff suspension and sensitive steering…I love it! It may get me into trouble one day…soon.
1. What is the last movie that ever made you cry?
2. What song do you like to listen to when you need to motivate yourself to do something difficult?
Of late, Million Miles an Hour, Nickelback...Yes Nickelback, I love the tempo of this song! I motivate myself by driving and listening to music.
3. Describe your first paranormal experience. If you haven't had one; do you believe it's possible?
Oh it is possible, my grandmother haunts my mother’s home. The first one that I was totally not in denial about…that goes back to when I was a teenager.
See journal scooby777.deviantart.com/journ…
4. When you're too excited about something (negatively or positively, just extra energy) what do you like to do to calm down?
Get away from everyone, I need the absence of people, of sound
5. How many tattoos, piercings, scars (natural or decorative), implants, other body mods do you have?
One tattoo, I have too many scars to count (tomboy). Two ear piercings in each ear.
6. What is your favorite flavor that isn't a gum but you wish it was?
My favorite is already in a gum
7. When you think of the word "tomorrow", what's the first thing that comes to mind?
Damn…I have to get up! I am not a morning person. But, if it is to do something fun that I want to do like run to a photo shoot, I am up way before I need to be from excitement.
8. What is your favorite poem of all time.
Fire and Ice
By Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
9. If you could go back in time and interview anyone that's ever lived, who would it be?
Harriet Beecher Stowe
10. If reincarnation were real and you could pick to be anything you wanted in the next life, what you choose to be? Why?
A better version of me.
11. What is your least favorite bad habit that you have?
I over think things too much, sometimes. I think it is a girl thing.
12. What artistic hobbies do you have, and what inspired you to get into them?
I have been taking photo’s since I was 8, my step-dad was a professional photographer and I soaked it up like a sponge. I can draw well and I have a knack for letter styling, it just came naturally. I write poetry, but it usually takes a significant emotional event to inspire me.
13. What's the scariest thing (in your opinion of fear) that you've ever done or want to do?
Well, it isn’t scary to me anymore, but scuba diving. I have always loved water, but then I saw Jaws when I was a teenager, it changed everything. Made always think about what lurks beneath. So, when I decided to learn to scuba dive, it was hard…mind over matter. But, once I learned and became certified to wreak dive, it opened a whole new world for me. I can see what lurks beneath now.
With that said, I wanted to dedicate this feature to all our furry friends that we have loved and lost. I have always felt it so cruel that they are taken from us always too soon.
A lot of these were my own pets, fosters or my families pets and I miss them always. I wanted to honor or dearly departed and hope you found comfort in knowing you are not alone in your loss.
The painting of the horse is of Blanco who played Shadowfax in Lord of the Rings. He passed in 2014.
Last night with great fanfare and alas sadness. One of my favorite shows ever, my guiltiest pleasure had it final episode after 14 years of duct tape, explosions, science and fun! Thankfully, all is not lost, they have been syndicated to the Science Channel. Where whenever I feel the need and can watch any of their 281 episodes AND there is more! A never before seen episode is showing tonight at 5pm Pacific time and yes...yes, it involves duct tape...I can barely contain my excitement.
I know some of my friends from across the pond will sadly not know the joy that is/was MythBusters. I have included a link or two to help anyone get acquainted with Adam, Jamie, Kari, Tory and Grant. A world without them, in my opinion, is unimaginable. So, I do hope those not in the continental United States can somehow get the Science Channel in order to experience the glee of discovery, explosions and mayhem. This is for anyone who loves science, who enjoys discovery, thought nothing was more fun than an Erector set, Tonka trucks, Legos, Lincoln Logs or Lionel trains. This is a show for you, too...it is science at its explosive best.
Farewell, MythBusters...you are forever duct taped to my heart!
I grew up in a family who came to this country from Italy to work on the railroad. Some of my earliest memories of trains are from our miniature Lionel train set going around the base of our Christmas tree every year. The sound of the train whistle is what always awoke me to let me know that Christmas day had arrived. It is one of my most cherished memories from my childhood.
O. Winston Link, I think it is safe to say was the first true Railfan. A renown photographer from the turn of the 20th century, he shared his love of steam locomotives with the world. He was a native of New York, born in 1914 and passed in 2001. He is best known for his night captures of steam locomotives during a time of film cameras and extremely awkward huge and bulky equipment. He was definitely a man ahead of his time. I hope you will find his work as inspiring as I do.
Here are some of my favorites from DA.
And last but not least, here are 7 of my own personal favorite captures of some of my favorite steam locomotives.
I sincerely hope you have enjoyed the ride!
So, here is to that one special, precious memory from childhood of Christmas, Hanukkah, or whatever it is that you celebrate that brought you infinite joy. Before the reality of the world became apparent and the weight of the world was loaded on your shoulders. Take a moment, close your eyes and remember what it was to be a kid again and how you felt when you got that one special gift that came in a box or some other way! Life was so simple then...I miss that.
Merry Christmas my dear friends and watchers.
So, whatever it is you believe, it is my hope that you remember what matters and I hope that you have a wonderful festive season spent with loved ones filled with hope and faith for our new year!
I love the Holiday season, the smells, the food, family and friends. It is just a great time of year to remember what really matters in this world. It is the time of year when everyone seems to be a little nicer and it is a shame that it doesn't carry on throughout the year. So, here is to Thanksgiving, to family, friends, good health, prosperity and of course let's not forget the good food and spirits. It may not come on the same day in every country, but it comes none the less. So, whenever that day comes for you, my prayer is for you to spend it miserably stuffed with your favorite foods in warm surroundings in the company of family and friends. I do ask you all to not forget those less fortunate and to remember to give thanks for all that has been given to you, whether you believe in something greater than yourself, or not.
First posted October 28, 2012.
I remember when I was a kid all the prep work that went into preparing for this day. I never was one for the princess or faeries costumes, that just would not be right for a tomboy. I do distinctly remember dressing up like a girl Paul Stanley when I was 14...I had the platform boots, make up and the hair...that was a great Halloween. But, when I was 15, I had a Halloween that I will never forget. At 15 you are pretty much too old for Trick or Treating and as you all know, teenagers with time on their hands usually get into some kind of mischief...this was one of those times. My girlfriend and I lied and told our mom's we were staying the night at each other's house. I was surprised that our mom's didn't check, but this was one time that they didn't. We had planned to stay out all night with other friends who did not have parents as strict as ours and we were all going to this house that was on the outskirts of town that supposed to be haunted...it had all been initiated on a dare, one now I wish I had not given into. So, off we went in a little caravan of cars to go to this house. We had our flashlights and the guys brought bolt cutters and a crowbar if needed. Let me describe this house. It was built in the late 1800s, 3 stories tall and it had been abandoned for many years. I had heard adults talking about it once and they said the last people who lived there in the 70s had only been there a month or so and they just up and disappeared leaving everything behind down to food on the table. Has anyone seen the animated "Monster House"? Anyway, it looked a lot like it. It has a big wrap around porch with the tall arched windows and it kinda leans to one side. Frankly, just standing outside of it in daylight is creepy. But, at night this house is just plain terrifying. Of course us girls were being all brave, because we could not let the boys see that we were scared. So, up the steps we went and I really do not think there was one of us in the bunch that wasn't dragging their feet or trying to find a way out of this dare. It is at this point I will stop going into too much detail because this is where it really scares the hell out of me to this day. The house creaked from every foot placement and the smell was musty and cold, not to mention that it was a bit dangerous because some of the floor boards were missing. I have to say pretty much right away we started to hear things, like voices and the longer we stayed the scarier it got and we all would have run out of there by then if it hadn't been for that damn dare. We had been up to all three floors in record breaking time (fear) and then someone had to say "hey, this place has a basement, doesn't it." Shit! It was right about this time that we heard footsteps on the second floor and a door close...but we were all on the main floor! Everyone lost their composure for a minute. That right there had my friend and I ready to bolt...to hell with the dare! But, then the cute guy in the group that all us girls swooned over was like "your not scared are you"? Frickin' idiots we all were...so off we went looking for the basement door. It was in the kitchen and those stupid boys talked us girls into going first...I hate boys! The air physically changed as soon as we opened the door, it became thicker somehow and the hair on my whole body just stood up. You felt someone was there waiting just out of sight in the shadows. We had all made it down as in off the stairs when the basement door slammed closed! But, everyone was in the basement!!! WE FREAKED OUT!!! This is where I tell you chivalry went right out the door. The boys practically stepped on us four girls to get up the stairs first and my friend actually got pushed down. So, I did the right thing and reached to help her up and we were the last two up the stairs. What I am about to tell you changed my life...as I was pushing her up the stairs something or someone grabbed my ankle through the stairs and I fell forward thankfully. As I worked to right myself I could see through the stairs and all I can tell you is what I saw was not among the living. We all made it out of the house and I never told what happened to me except to my girlfriend who was kind, but felt that my mind had been playing tricks on me. But, we all had heard so many things in that house that night and everyone chose to play it off, except me...I guess it was their way of dealing with it. The house is still there today and surprisingly it was bought my senior year for the sole purpose of using it for a haunted house for Halloween. I had heard my neighbor's dad talk about all the accidents, mishaps and how workers would just up and walk off the job while it was going through construction to bring it up to code...me personally...I can say I was not surprised in the least by what I heard. When it opened for Halloween, none of us from the group of kids who went out there on the dare would go...and we all knew why. I don't know if I was the only one in the group that was physically touched and saw something...if anything else happened to any of the others, they never talked about it.
I just found out recently that the house was actually tore down in 1999. I had no idea having not lived there since graduation. I also found out it only was used twice for Halloween, the last year being the year I graduated...I find that interesting. I was
going to do some research on it, but decided it was best to leave well enough alone.
I got my start and like many of you, I so enjoyed processing black and white film. It is such a versatile medium, so what is not to love.
So, here is to our world in monochrome, may it always be insightful, Inspiring and a pleasant trip!
So, I hope you all enjoyed my little monochrome tour! It is always a pleasure to revisit where I began.
2. What does your username mean?
It is just a nickname I got when I was a kid because I love Scooby Doo
3. Describe yourself in 3 words.
Driven, passionate, loyal
4. Are you left handed or right handed?
I write and eat left handed, but do everything else right handed
5. What was your first deviation?
I am honestly no sure, but think it was one of the two below.
6. What is your favorite type of art to create?
Photography, then Poetry which I only share with special friends and family.
7. If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be?
8. What was your first Favorite?
9. What type of art do you tend to favorite most?
10. Who is your all time favorite deviant artist?
There are so many...
11. If you could meet anyone on Deviant Art in person, who would it be?
Again, there isn't just one.
I have been fortunate to meet StephGabler and I feel like I have known her all my life.
We are two peas in a pod, as they say!
One in particular, he knows who he is. I wish I had the chance to meet so I could tell him to his
face that he does indeed matter and I wish he had more time, because he has so much more work
still to do and so much more left to see and feel, experience.
Here are more I wish I could meet.
12. How has a fellow deviant impacted your life?
David has been with me since I signed on to DA. He has always been there to give
positive encouragement, always taken time to comment, always been my sounding board in
bad times and good. Though we have never met, I consider him a true friend and mentor.
13. What are your preferred tools to create art?
14. What is the most inspirational place for you to create art?
The world...it can be a street corner vendor, or a mustang on the open range. Anywhere I have camera in hand, I can find inspiration.
15. What is your favorite DeviantArt memory?
There are many, but most recently after much nudging it was just the putting up a photograph of
myself in uniform. I had been hesitant to do so, I am not a narcissist and don't particularly like
photo's of myself. But, with this one, I was worried I would get backlash, because there are
people out there who hate those who wear and in my case, wore the uniform. So, it was a lovely surprise and
experience to get so much support for it and for that I thank my watchers and friends.
Images & Code by CrimsonReach
Andrea is another truly gifted and amazing artist.
My dear friend Suzanne is amazing with colored pencils, watercolors and more...
Ann is in a league all her own, with a flamboyant flare for the colorful! BlueBell Woods is my personal favorite.
Milenka's work takes me to another world, not unlike Ann, just in another dimension. Simply beautiful work!
Then there is Ralph who's work is some of the most unique I have ever seen.
Sarah is a wonderful artist, her cats and portraits are some of my favorites.
James is a master of his craft and I think you will agree.
Another unique artist is Ehren.
Mayumi is another very gifted artist behind the lens and on canvas.
Mara's watercolors show movement, something I love.
And last by absolutely not least, is Sandra who's work is just exceptional and moving!
I hope this encourages you all to show the love and visit their galleries. I know I have enjoyed this little trip through their amazing work.
They all are truly inspiring to me.