10/28/21

Ingenuity

From a generation of menfolk who had the ability to ideate via years of tinkering in the garage. Men who took Shop classes in high school and were challenged towards results and, as a result, had self esteem and confidence.
These men were kids who learned about mechanisms and engineering while playing with their train sets.
My dad was one of them.
On either top side of this garage rear view mirrors had been mounted to allow a view of the alley when exiting.

Busch. The Maternal wing

My grandfather was William (Wilhiem) Busch.
First chair. STL symphony Concert Master.
During the Depression he travelled the country to chase work.
From Enright to Hortus Ct so his children could attend Roosevelt.

VampaBelle

I vant to suck your blood! Happy Halloween.

I took this gun off a kid in TGP

10/24/21

I'm a Hollywood Darling

This man's father bought a hyper rare Orry Kelly necktie via the 1920s from me.
Kelly was making these while he was in NYC with the help of his then lover, Archibald Leach, who of course became Cary Grant.
He sent this photo today along with:
Hi Christian,
My son really liked his birthday gift! I’ve attached a photo he had taken at Hearst’s Castle. He is on one of their Boards. They had an event Sunday which gave him an opportunity to wear it.
The NY Times interviewed him about the tie during the event. I don’t know if/when they will use the interview. Thanks again!

10/23/21

My Familiar

The crow slams into the window, drops to the sill, glances at me with embarrassment and hops onto the mantle.
I've had a bad day, loaded with physical pain but void of content.
Tears crash to my chest. The crow is watching my reflection in the mantle mirror. I can't stop crying. I am thinking of being in the ER today and the woman in the room next to me who wouldn't stop sobbing. I listened to understand her pain and realized she was crying about a loss.
At first I was annoyed since I was trying to read. When I became aware of my selfishness, I was very ashamed.
Now I am crying with frustration and about all I won't be able to righten.
Your eyelashes are sparkling, the crow says, there's glass dancing around your eyes.
I don't have any eyelashes he says looking in the mirror.
He sighs.
He does a soft shoe in the dust, a small sweeping of tiny steps, a hissing really, then he stops and takes a bow.
The bow is more of a harsh jerk, graceless. The crow blinks at me but just the once.
I smile.
Clean up the glass, he says, Wake up and smell the coffee.

Oct 2014

Bellie had been with me for 3 weeks. ABout one month before the tape worm inside of her was discovered.

Power Selfie. 2015

Waiting for the son.

My favorite Bird

I've only seen one Indigo Bunting in my life and it was in Sullivan, MO. It was a brilliant blue. And then there's my collection of vintage illustrated bird books :)

10/20/21

Your Daily Golden Moment

Evidence that CBD treats have made her a different dog: She's added my shoe to the collection she's gathered and is pretending that it's not there when I asked about it.
Also? She LOVES to rip up strands of beads.
Dawgs are wiley

Humane Society Logo

23 years ago I owned a retail store on S Grand.
One day a woman at the counter was chatting to me about her gig at the HS and their recent move from across the street. How files hadn't been kept. We don't even know who designed our Logo, she said.
James Hogan designed it, I told her. Circa 1975 while he was teaching at FPCC.
He also designed the St Louis Zoo antelope logo.