Sunday, February 9, 2025

Then & Now: 2025 Calendar, Part 2

May
The Lion at Riverside Park
Indpendence, Kansas

1947 ~ Great Uncle Wayne Lindsey
[my Grandfather Paul's brother]
with his twin grandsons, Garry & Jerry
April 1960 ~ Kitti & Bruce (my twin brother)
July 1975 ~ Diane, Kitti, Bruce, Aaron
Revisiting the Lion as teen-agers
Thanksgiving 2007 ~ With Ben & Sam
Spring Break 2006
Ben & I found a similar lion in Hanover, Gemany
2024 ~ Ellie and Aidan ~ Virginia, USA
not a lion, but similar pose
June
"Uncles Almost Certainly!"
(to quote Dylan Thomas)

Gerry, Uncle Anthony Bristow, Richard
Christmas 1991
Ben, Uncle Richard, Sam
Spring Break 2002
Ellie & Uncle Sam ~ Labor Day 2024
Uncle Sam Lindsey
(KIA ~ WWI)
Uncle Rudy Carriker
(KIA ~ WWII)
July
Kitti & Baby Ben
Mowing the Lawn
Indiana ~ 1991
Cathleen & Baby Dean
Waiting for Fall
Virginia ~ 2024
Rosanne & Baby Ben
Touring Cincinnati
Ohio ~ 1990
August
Babies in Baskets

John, Mary Beth, Earl ~ 1936
Baby Aaron ~ 1961
Baby Cathleen ~ 1989
Baby Dean
Aidan is wearing Ben's childhood tie-dye shirt
from 1992 (see Ellie up above ~ January)

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Editor's note: Because this is a very dense calendar,
with a collage of many photos for each month,
I am dividing it into 3 segments for easier scrolling.

January - April

May - August

Septembr - December

Friday, February 7, 2025

Then & Now: 2025 Calendar, Part 1

Calendar for 2025
Then & Now Family Photos


Generation after generation, we are,
as Ferlinghetti says:
"perpetually awaiting a rebirth of wonder"

Starting with these
Sisters & Brothers

Mary Beth & John Lindsey ~ 1936
Bruce & Kitti Beth Carriker ~ 1960
Ellie and Aidan McCartney ~ 2024
January
Ben & Sam ~ Fall 1993
Aidan & Dean ~ Summer 2024
Ellie wearing her dad's 32 - year - old
tie-dye shirt & jungle jams from 1992
February
Harry Bristow
[Gerry's maternal grandfather]
Magaret, Anthony, Rosanne
1938
Ron McCartney
Gerard, Richard, Tina
1961
Ben, Ger, Sam
Christmas 1999
March
Sam, Grandpa Ron, Ben
On the Mersey ~ 1999
Gerry, Sam, Grandpa Ron, Ben
16 Park Ave, Crosby, Liverpool ~ 2024
Gerry and Ellie (b August 16, 2020)
Gerry and Aidan (b May 18, 2022)
Baby Boiler
Dean Allen McCartney (b May 31, 2024)
April
Ellie & Aidan
Little Ger in Wheelbarrow ~ 1958
Aidan pushing his toy wheelbarrow,
wearing his dad's 32 - year - old
OshKosh shirt & zoo overalls from 1992
Ger driving his little car ~ 1958
Aidan driving his little car ~ 2024
Little Ger at the Old House
Crosby, Liverpool, England ~ 1958

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Editor's note: Because this is a very dense calendar,
with a collage of many photos for each month,
I am dividing it into 3 segments for easier scrolling.

January - April

May - August

Septembr - December

Tuesday, February 4, 2025

Imbolc Angel

Painting ~ uncredited Victoriana

" . . . a little touch of Eternity . . .
a mixing of this world and the next . . . "
~ Evelyn Underhill ~


On February 1 / 2, we move from Yule to Imbolc [aka Candlemas; Groundhog Day] the Cross - Quarter Day that falls half-way between the Winter Solstice and the Vernal Equinox, a time of clear vision into other worlds and festivals of purification.

Yes, we could use some visions right about now!

"The word of the Goddess was rare in those days;
visions were not widespread
."

I Samuel 3:1
[slightly modified]*

*I just have to jump in and edit sometimes,
especially when I come across a question such as this:

"Has it occurred to you that I may never
want to refer to God by the feminine pronoun?
"
~ Sarah Condon, in Churchy, 106 ~

Uh, has it occurred to you that I may never
want to refer to God by the masculine pronoun?
We've already suffered through centuries of exclusion.
One way or another, if I can, I'm going to fix it.

**************
On the other hand,
this one
worked fo me.

Saturday, February 1, 2025

Wintry Synchronicity

Wintry Sticker Page
from
The Antiquarian Sticker Book: Imaginarium
~ Thank You Katie! ~
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New month; old month. Yesterday, it was still January, which can be a tough month even under the best of circumstances. Today brings the positive energy of Imbolc; and tomorrow, good old Groundhog Day. It's time to welcome a weekend of poetic prompts and seasonal synchronicity!

This morning: my email included February's Ink & Pixel from my friend, artist and poet Jan Donley. Jan recommends reading Kerry Hardie's poem Acceptance, which begins:

"Yesterday it was still January and I drove home . . . "

Inspired by Hardie's perception, Jan worked out her own poem about the calm persistence of January and the need for acceptance. [See more and subscribe.]

I loved the idea that we should all write a poem beginning with the same line, such as "Last night it was still January."

Perhaps out of laziness, I opted for the simplicity of a 3 - line haiku:

Last night it was still.
January breathed farewell.
Now, February.

This afternoon: I received an exuberant message from my friend Beata, suggesting that we all write a poem to welcome the new month. Even Beata's prompt sounds poetic:

Hey dear friends! It’s February.
Any poem for February, my dear poets and authors?
Here's mine:

Farewell to January

I’m sitting here waiting for
the right time.
It is a farewell to January
Grime. Outside my window
February is coming
And it will bring me
Rhyme to my humming.
Wait, oh southern wind
and dark days of rain.
Time will be coming
Again and again
There right is always there.


~ Beata Ribeiro ~

Goodbye January!
Hello February! ~ Haha!


Another "Still January"
poetic response:


Last week was still January
It was a long year.
Now it is February
Much longer I fear.


~ Peggy Morris ~

Wednesday, January 29, 2025

The Artwork of Friendship

Drei Winterthurerinnen, 1822
[Three Women from Winterthur, Switzerland]
by David Sulzer (1784 - 1864)


Old Friendship
Beautiful and rich is an old friendship,
Grateful to the touch as ancient ivory,
Smooth as aged wine, or sheen of tapestry
Where light has lingered, intimate and long.
Full of tears and warm is an old friendship
That asks no longer deeds of gallantry,
Or any deed at all - save that the friend shall be
Alive and breathing somewhere, like a song.


Eunice Tietjens (1884 - 1944)
from Leaves in Windy Weather

Funny thing, the longer we live -- and the more friends we lose, inevitably, along the way -- even that part about "living and breathing" seems optional and, frankly, just too much to ask. We'll simply have to settle for "somewhere, like a song."

As Walt Whitman kind of said oh so long ago:"We were together; I forget the rest."

For more friendship in art,

see my recent posts

Sisters, Friends

&

Friends in Art

~ visual essays to lift your spirits ~

@The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker
A literary blog of connection & coincidence;
custom & ceremony

Sunday, January 26, 2025

Parking Lot and Evening Star

This beautiful sunset reminded me of Tennyson's poem,
except -- as I observed to Gerry -- no evening star.
But wait . . .

The Evening Star

Tonight, for the first time in many years,
there appeared to me again
a vision of the earth’s splendor:

in the evening sky
the first star seemed
to increase in brilliance
as the earth darkened

until at last it could grow no darker.
And the light, which was the light of death,
seemed to restore to earth
its power to console. There were
no other stars. Only the one
whose name I knew

as in my other life I did her
injury: Venus,
star of the early evening,

to you I dedicate
my vision, since on this blank surface

you have cast enough light
to make my thought
visible again.


Louise Glück
American Poet (b 1943)

. . . merely one minute later,
I took a second picture,
and there was Venus
(along with a very small cloud, just underneath)!

More by Gluck
another sunset poem: "Parable"
also "Iris" & "Penelope"


Above photos taken November 9, 2024
~ 6 weeks before the Winter Solstice ~
now, we're almost 6 weeks beyond the Shortest Day.

Yet, as I said before, I crave the dark days
and find them restorative.

Thursday, January 23, 2025

The Artwork of Reading

Postcard: Hello From Portland!

Powell's City of Books ~ Portland, Oregon

"That bookstore is like a church to me, thought Erikka: words to listen to and think about, music sometimes to push the words towards other and grander meanings, friends to smile at and feel comfortable with, and all of that somehow adding together, making a total feeling that was larger than the good feelings of the separate parts." (29)

from The Daughter of the Moon
by Gregory Maguire (b. 1954)

For more books in art,

see my recent post

Getting Through January

~ a visual essay to lift your spirits ~

@Kitti's List

Monday, January 20, 2025

We Five Kings

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Even though this chorus is so familiar, along with the well-known verses in which each of the three magi describes his gift, I felt there could be more to the story. In observation of MLK Day, I wrote some additional verses (last year):
Artaban, Fourth Wiseman am I
Precious jewels procured for the child
Ruby, sapphire, pearl of luster,
Each traded to spare a life

A Fifth King in latter day
comes alone to show us the way
Martin Luther King Junior
Preaching equality

Artaban and Batlthasar,
Caspar and Melchior,
Martin Luther King Junior
Five of the Wisest Kings

O Kings of vision, seeking right
Trav'ling through the darkest night
Westward leading, still proceeding
Toward the way, the truth, the life.

from the Christmas carol We Three Kings
by John Henry Hopkins Jr. (1820 – 1891)

click here to hear the original lyrics
performed by Pink Martini