Saturday, December 12, 2009

Looking Back From The Future, Part 1:

A Cargo Cult Shrine...
Click on photo to enlarge - © 2007-2009 jim otterstrom
...to the Myth of Unlimited Fossil Fuels.
As oil became scarce and expensive, toward the end of the brief but fantastic 200 year Petroleum Age, people built shrines to the oil and automobile culture, continuing to drive their gas-guzzlers in the belief that some new technology would soon produce a cheap replacement for the once abundant fossil fuels which made such extravagance possible.
Unfortunately, they were wrong...
The historical photograph above was made at an actual working tire and wheel store, in one of the 10 most affluent well-educated counties in America, during the early years of the 21st Century.
Such folly seems unimaginable today as those of us who remain scavenge the grotesque ruins of that addictively consumptive oil-addled civilization for tools and materials to help make our humble lives of meager subsistence a bit easier.
But even now, scattered on the fringes of crumbling cities, there are deeply religious and highly volatile cargo cults who maintain vigils and conduct Sunday Prayer Services in ancient Gasoline Station Temples (This custom is rooted in practices beginning as early as 2008, as archived here and here).
Devotees can sometimes keep electric lights on, during sunny days, with scavenged jury-rigged solar panels and the few, dim but priceless, still working LED bulbs they've managed to scrounge.
These poor souls will explain to you, with a desperate distant gleam in their eyes, that they must keep the places "open for business" as much as possible because nobody knows for sure when the big tanker will return to fill their underground reservoirs again.
Twice a year, in late December and early April, you'll see hundreds of the devout, chanting and singing, as they make their sacred pilgrimages to distant rusted out refineries, or long dead oilfields, where they burn effigies of M. King Hubbert.
It's a pitiful and somewhat scary experience to encounter these fanatical groups who cling so mindlessly to obsolete mythologies.
But don't ever ridicule or make fun of their beliefs and rituals, they are known to become violent when confronted with conflicting viewpoints.
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© 2009 jim otterstrom

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Saturday, October 31, 2009

All Hallows Eve...
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Monday, December 22, 2008

Winter Solstice...

...A Quiet Dinner In The Round
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Peggy and I toast each other last evening, over a bayberry candle, in celebration of the Winter Solstice, before enjoying a simple home-cooked 'Dinner In The Round'.

In honor of the shortest day of our four seasons, the official beginning of winter, we prepared three dishes, 'in the round'.

Our spinach bacon quiché with hominy, olives, and salsa, was decorated with the pagan Solar Cross, formed of bacon. The Solar Cross, a cross within a circle, is an ancient design symbolizing the four seasons defined by the solstices and equinoxes.

We made cornbread with jalapeno peppers, corn, cheddar and jack cheese added to the mixture. The cornbread was also decorated with the Solar Cross, this time in thin strips of jalapenos.

The third round-dish was tostadas with refried blackbeans on corn tortillas buried beneath the fresh red and green yuletide colors of lettuce, tomato, avocado and salsa.

We also shared a bottle of Red Bicyclette Pinot Noir (2006) in honor of the human powered bicycles which have been our secondary mode of transportation for nearly 12 years now (our primary mode of transport is our feet).

The dinner was delicious and we very much enjoyed our quiet peaceful evening together.

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Sunday, December 21, 2008

WISHING YOU PEACE ON THIS...

~WINTER SOLSTICE~Click on photo to enlarge - ©2008 jim otterstrom
On this shortest day of the year, as we begin moving once again toward the warmth, light, and optimism of longer days, Peggy and I wish, for each of you, that the days and seasons of this new life-cycle will be tempered with compassion and progress toward peace among all the diverse people of the world.
And, as a species, that we will also deepen our understanding and appreciation of this beautiful planet, and the interdependence we share with so many other wondrous forms of life.
~PEACE ON EARTH~
The window pictured above is the third stained-glass window I made, way back in 1974.
It is a small window, 11 1/2 x 15 inches, which has never before been installed in a frame, but was carted around in boxes for the past 34 years.
It's been dropped, bent, cracked, broken, and repaired several times, and, has now found a permanent home in my new tool-shed/workshop.
I was fresh out of my stained-glass window class when I built this from my very first original design.
I was still learning to solder and the window is a bit amateurish compared to my later work with glass, but I always liked the design, the colors, and the selections of glass I used in the piece.
I'm glad the window now has a home where I can enjoy it's bluesy, wintry, introspective illumination every day.

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Sunday, December 24, 2006

HO! HO! HO!...


Click on photo to enlarge - © 2006 peggy otterstrom
...and a MERRY CHRISTMAS to one and to all...
...from jolly old Sinterklaas (alias Kris Kringle, Father Christmas, Saint Nick, or Santa Claus).
;~)

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Thursday, December 21, 2006

Ritual...


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Tokens of love, peace, and friendship...
The deer antler & bamboo pipe was made for me, as a Christmas gift some 20 years ago, by my life-long friend Charlie.
The Sun-Goddess pendant with the ball-bearing eyes was carved in wax, and then cast in brass, by my step-father Claude. He gave it to me maybe 15 years ago, before he was stricken with Alzheimer's Disease.
The beads are from our friend Keith's shop, the old 'Bead Shack' (except for the Juniper Berries which I collected beneath one of my sacred Western Juniper trees alongside the Pacific Crest Trail near here), and were strung by me about 10 years ago as a small token of my love for Peggy.
The Peace box was hand-crafted by 'Enchanted World Of Boxes', and purchased on our way home from the Strawberry Music Festival in 2004 when we stopped to visit our dear friend Brian in the Santa Cruz Mountains.
The candle was lit at 4:22 P.M., the actual moment of the Winter Solstice, and burned until we went to bed. We couldn't find a hand-dipped Bayberry candle in time for the Solstice, but I have found some for future use.
Life is to share, and to cherish...

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