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The Giant Driftwood Spider

Posted in Absurd, animals, Art, art and environment, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, nature photography, recycled art, Styrofoam, tagged absurd story, animal encounter, Art, artist at exit 0, driftwood, earth, Falls of the Ohio, found materials, giant spider, nature, nature story, photography, plastic, recycled art, spider web, Styrofoam, the environment on June 2, 2013| 11 Comments »

Another great day at the Falls of the Ohio. Although it’s late May, we haven’t immediately jumped from a cool spring into a sweltering summer heat. We still have time for that. I’m following the deposited driftwood which forms these nice clearings punctuated here and there by small stands of willow trees. There’s a method to my walks. I carefully and as quietly as I can listen and look for any bird life in each new area I move into. If I don’t find any birds than I move around the driftwood looking for interesting pieces and any other water born junk of note. If an object captures my eye, I usually take a photograph of it in the context of the environment surrounding it. If it is something really unusual, portable, and potentially useful…then I may drop it into my collecting bag. I also try to pay attention to any new flowers or insects that are out since my last visit. I don’t collect anything living since with the exception of fish…it’s against the park’s rules.

I will also walk the river bank doing much the same thing before heading back into the trees and my studio under the willows. It’s here at my outdoor “atelier” that I check out my latest finds and with the materials I’ve previously collected…attempt to make art from them. I was taking a break sitting on a bench I made and letting my mind “go blank” and just listening. In the trees I could hear Northern orioles, Blue jays, and Catbirds all making their distinctive sounds. With birds, you don’t need to see them to know they are present. Small, noisy flocks of Cedar waxwings were flying from mulberry tree to mulberry tree seeking out ripe fruit. I also kept hearing a “clicking or clacking” sound originating behind where I was sitting which I mistakenly took for a squirrel moving among the branches. I would look over my shoulder every now and then, but I didn’t see anything at first. I didn’t see anything at all…until it moved!

Between its cryptic coloration and the dappled light effects of sunlight filtering through the tree tops…I had completely missed seeing the biggest spider in the world! I know I had to walk by this marvel, but it didn’t register at all until this moment. The spider wasn’t making any threatening gestures yet…perhaps it was remaining still “thinking” that I hadn’t located it. The spider on its web was perhaps a dozen feet away from where I was sitting. Meanwhile the hairs on the back of my neck were on end and I had an acute case of goosebumps all over my body! Instinctively, I reached for my camera and started taking pictures.

Carefully walking around the spider and its web, I snapped off as many images as my nerves would dare. I still had no idea what it was capable of doing especially in protection of its nest? I had my stout walking stick at the ready. Nestled in a depression in the wood at the web’s base was a silk-lined “pocket” that held three white cocoons. I wasn’t sure if these were egg cases or the wrapped up remains of former meals?

In trying to describe this spider to you…I utilized my walking stick not only for protection, but to gauge its size as well. Later in the comfort of my home, I estimated that the length of its body from the head to the tip of its abdomen to be approximately 30 inches or 76 centimeters long. It’s moving legs made the spider seem much larger, but they were harder to measure. The legs were perfectly camouflaged resembling the driftwood all around us. The spider’s abdomen is covered with coarse hair arranged in bands of orange, white, and a bluish-black colors. Otherwise, the spider is as white as the large river-polished chunks of Styrofoam that wash up on these fabled shores all the time.

The head of what I’m now going to call the “Giant Driftwood Spider” is very unusual for a spider. The fact it is nearly distinct (as in insects) and not simply continuous with the thorax makes it different. The head was not, however, capable of movement. This spider features four eyes. It has two, larger dominant eyes and a vestigial pair located between them. The fangs were purple in color and supported by black jaws used for gripping prey. The clicking sound I had heard earlier were its fangs rubbing together. Like all spiders…I assumed that this species is carnivorous as well.? Consistent with true spiders, this giant species also has eight legs, although the Giant Driftwood Spider’s are not uniform. After watching this great arachnid for several minutes, it surprised me by leaving its web and walking towards the river. I naturally, followed behind it at a discreet distance.

The giant spider moved deliberately through the driftwood field pausing once in a while for whatever reason. Thoughts about what this spider did for food crossed my mind. Was it an ambush predator secretly lying next to a log waiting for a meal to walk by? Did it rush and overwhelm its prey with a lethal bite to the body? I thought this likely since its web by my outdoor studio didn’t seem big enough to capture anything larger than birds or rodents. I got the sense that this spider was able to go a long time between feedings. I continued to follow the spider when it stopped at another silk construction it had previously created.

The spider stopped by what I’m guessing to be another silk trap? The spider may have been trying to hide its form with the silk? Perhaps it uses a method similar to trapdoor spiders in catching its food? I will confess that I do get “creeped out” by having spider webs go across my face. I have always had an aversion to this feeling, although generally speaking…I’m okay with the spiders themselves. In this particular area, it felt like I was constantly wiping my face which made me very ill at ease.

I circled back around to get a better look and when I did the spider lunged for me! With fangs clacking together and its legs gesturing wildly, the spider held its ground, but did not advance towards me. With stick at the ready and in deep fear, I was prepared to swing down as hard as I could on the spider if I had to. That’s when it occurred to me how wrong that would be? Who was doing most of the provoking anyway? Perhaps the spider was reacting in self-defense? As with most living things, this spider had as much if not more reason to fear humans. Even though this was the biggest spider I had ever seen…I was still bigger than it. With that realization I backed off and took my leave of the Giant Driftwood Spider. Reaching my home, I couldn’t wait to see the pictures and to tell the story of this remarkable animal encounter. The world is full of natural marvels and the Falls of the Ohio…has many of them.

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Off Road Triker

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, creativity, Falls of the Ohio, Louisville, Kentucky, public art, recycled art, sculpture, watershed, tagged Art, artist at exit 0, earth, Falls of the Ohio, found art materials, nature, Ohio River, photography, plastic, sculpture, sense of place, site specific art, Styrofoam, the environment, tricycle on May 27, 2013| 11 Comments »

I was at the Falls of the Ohio last week when I spotted this plastic toy tricycle just sitting by itself near the river’s edge. Although I didn’t see anyone around, I just assumed its owner must be nearby. I took this picture and walked away. After a time spent looking for driftwood and anything else, I was heading back to my studio under the trees when I was approached by this character I’ve come to know as the ” Off Road Triker”. He was quickly peddling that tricycle I had seen earlier.

With his trademark orange goggles, the Triker likes to explore the world from the seat of his three-wheeler. I recognized him as the subject of a few human interest stories in the newspaper, but this was a first spotting him on the shores of the Ohio River. I have heard that he used to own a car, but now he just peddles everywhere he wants to go. As a side benefit, he’s in the best shape of his life. His legs alone must be as hard as wood. The Triker’s ride came to a smooth stop in the sand in front of where I was standing.

Removing his goggles from his eyes the Triker greeted me pleasantly on a picture perfect day. We introduced ourselves and talked about our observations and connections to this landscape. The Triker remarked that he had seen a lot of rubbish along the water’s edge and I nodded in agreement. He wondered why nobody did anything about this, but I had to tell him that the Falls does see several clean-up attempts a year, but with each new flood or high water the new “largess” in the river just washes up again. It’s like rolling that proverbial rock up the hill only to have it roll back again and again.

The Triker said that there was a place where several old automotive tires were laying half buried in the sand and that I should check it out. He put his goggles back on and I walked beside him as he peddled to the spot. I didn’t tell him this, but I was already familiar with these tires and have photographed this feature many times. I found the Triker to be amusing and so I just played along to get a sense of who he is and what he might do next. The reason all these tires are in this particular location is that once upon a time a river clean-up had occurred and these loose tires were gathered here for future disposal. Ironically, the future never came which left these tires mired in the present. Now these tires are so full of mud, sand, and water that it would take a herculean effort to dig some of them out of the riverbank.

The Triker thought these tires would make an appropriate obstacle course to maneuver through and he asked me to photograph him while he made his run. Everything started off well enough, but that was not to last.

It’s at this point that the Triker hits a snag or rather a tire. The slalom at the course’s start went fine, but midway through the Triker swung wide and he had to over correct to get around the next obstacle. Here are some different close up views of the action.

As you can see…hitting the tire caused the tricycle to go up on two wheels. The speed and forward momentum nearly caused the Triker to completely lose his balance!

Fortunately as an experienced rider…the Triker held it together and was able to regain his composure and balance to complete this impromptu course. He pulled off to the side near some willow trees and exhaled deeply.

“That was a close one my friend. I thought for a micro second I was going to eat sand and rubber in a hard way!” I praised him for his skill on the tricycle and told him I would post the images on the internet which seemed to please the Triker. Recovering his breath, the Triker said he enjoyed his visit to the Falls of the Ohio, but it was now time to return to the city. With his goggles back on, my last view of the Triker was of his back as he peddled his wobbly ride with a newly bent axle towards the skyline of the nearby city.

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Junk from the Memory Card

Posted in Absurd, collections, Falls of the Ohio, unusual collection, tagged Art, artist at exit 0, doll head, earth, Falls of the Ohio, flotsam and jetsam, found objects, lost and found, photography, plastic character bottle, plastic novelty, plastic trash, rivers, the environment, toys on May 18, 2013| 4 Comments »

Every now and then it’s good to purge stuff that has been building up over time. With my river project, I do this by emptying out my collecting bag(s) to make way for new finds and by deleting images stored on my camera’s memory card. I have gotten into the habit of using the memory card as another form of digital storage just in case something bad happens to all the other places I store data. In this post, I will feature favorite images of plastic flotsam and jetsam I have gathered at the river’s edge the past two months. I will start with the image with the flip-flops and Croc-like shoes. These are tiny to small kids’ sizes. A few weeks a go, I picked up eight of them along a favorite walk and realized once I reached my outdoor studio that they were all meant for the right foot! I have since added a few extras, but the initial shock of realizing there were no left shoes remains. I wonder if subconsciously I selected for right-footedness? Anyway, here is a still life photo portfolio of other plastic river junk toys.

One last item and while it is not made of plastic…is nevertheless memorable.

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The Styrobuck

Posted in animal art works, Art, art and environment, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, nature, nature photography, Ohio River, sculpture, Styrofoam, tagged Art, artist at exit 0, earth story, Falls of the Ohio, found materials, nature, nature story, photography, rare animal, rare mammal, Styrofoam art, the environment on May 14, 2013| 16 Comments »

It’s mid May and the Ohio River is high at the Falls of the Ohio. A now warm wind (it was cold yesterday) is driving muddy waves against the shoreline and the willow trees are in their element. Except for me…there is no one else around. Bird life, however, is ever-present and I count many newly arrived species that spent the winter south of the equator. Eastern Kingbirds are establishing their territories and many different birds already have active nests going. A bright blue Indigo Bunting flies into my sight line long enough to be identified before once again hiding from view in the tops of the trees. Because the river is taking up most of the bank, I’m walking on top of the driftwood on the parameter of the willow environment. As I slowly walk along, I move as quietly as possible between the trees. I’m always hopeful of seeing wildlife and although it is mid morning…I get lucky. Something has caught my eye down the beach at the water’s edge and I reach for my camera.

It’s a young Styrobuck and it is nervously checking out the river. The wind is blowing my scent in the opposite direction. This is indeed great luck because this unusual animal is also one of the rarest mammals in this area. Years can go by between sightings and there is always conjecture on whether they still exist here at all. Occasionally, tracks are found which renews hope that they still occupy their original range. I decided that this was too great a photo opportunity to pass up and so I changed my plans for the day. I would follow and record this beautiful and odd animal for as long as I could.

The Styrobuck is one of those hard to classify mammals. Although genetically a deer…it also shares traits with goats and antelopes. I recall getting caught up in the discovery in 1992 of a new large mammal discovered in the Annamite Range bordering Vietnam and Laos. Science calls it a Saola, (Pseudoryx nghetinhensis) but it is also more colorfully known as the Asian unicorn. Anyway, its resemblance to an antelope is striking, but technically it is a member of the cow family. Just when it was looking like all the big animals on the planet had been discovered…out trotted the Saola. The mystery of it was amazing! Of course, the indigenous people had known about it for a long time. Once in a while, they would catch one in their snares meant for the other forest animals. Still, it was a great rarity for them as well…a near mythic animal. It was probably tasty too.

The Styrobuck is by necessity a very nervous and wary animal. It is about the size of a small dog and the perfect prey size for many of our predators. It has large eyes and a keenly developed sense of smell. There are also old first hand accounts that also suggest the Styrobuck has a sense of curiosity which can lead to its downfall. Smallish antlers are grown and shed each year after the breeding season in the late autumn. In the spring one to two fawns are born that remain with their mother until the following summer.

The animal I was watching was more than likely born last year and probably newly separated from its mother. To my eye, it did appear that the young Styrobuck was searching for something in the vicinity.

The Styrobuck certainly was concentrating in an area between the river and the margins of the woods. If there were any other members of its species around here…they remained well hidden. Every now and then the young buck would browse on young tree leaves and tender grasses.

My last image of the Styrobuck in the water was taken from a vantage point in the top of a willow tree that I quietly shinnied up. I could feel the wind shifting and sure enough the young buck caught my all too human odor and bolted for parts unknown. I shared my images with the Interpretive Center who were glad to receive them. I hope exposing this one animal won’t lead to a stampede by the public that drives this vulnerable species from our area for good. The Falls of the Ohio is a richer for having this interesting animal call this place home.

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A Full Day’s Exploration

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, fresh water, nature photography, Ohio River, recycled art, sculpture, Styrofoam, watershed, tagged absurd story, Art, artist at exit 0, earth, Falls of the Ohio, found objects, nature, nature story, photography, sense of place, Styrofoam, the environment, trash art, willow tree on May 9, 2013| 2 Comments »

Stepping away from the place where it was constructed revealed a whole new world for the Polystyrene Person to explore. The sun was shining and birds were singing and the Falls of the Ohio were once again turning green with emerging tree leaves. Driftwood was everywhere along the river and there were plenty of micro-environments to experience.

Being made of trash caused the Polystyrene Person to be less judgmental of the discarded man-made items it came across. An old inner tube became a tiny arena perfect for dancing.

A tough plastic cable captured by the willow branches during the last bit of flooding became another object of interest. The Polystyrene Person admired the graceful arcs and how the cable defined this bit of space. The white figure played with the cable by walking around and stepping through the loops. There was still more stuff snagged in other trees.

Discovering a fraying barge cable tangled in the willow branches and dragging on the ground gave the new figure an odd mental image. What if this was how the sky was tethered to the earth? What would happen if this cable broke? Would the blue sky with its flimsy clouds just drift off into space? Remembering that this was simply a rope caught in a tree brought the smile back to the figure’s face.

Standing among the roots of a fantastic willow tree, the Polystyrene Person marveled at how the tree maintained its grip on the earth. Beneath the larger roots was a dense mat of very fine rootlets that held the soil together.

The figure moved to the river’s edge and couldn’t wait to experience water. It was such an entirely different sensation than standing on solid ground. Cold water splashed up onto the Polystyrene Person’s face and being wet wasn’t the most pleasant feeling. The literal tug of the river caused the figure to scramble up on the roots of a nearby willow to keep from being drawn further into the liquid. Instinctively, the figure realized that it would be lost if the river was allowed to have too tight a grip. Pulling the Polystyrene Person back upon the shore, I explained it was time for me to go home. I offered two choices to my creation. It could stay at the river and face an uncertain but potentially exciting future where it more than likely would be destroyed by either nature or the hand of man. Or, it could go home with me and see a different part of the world. Perhaps because the river was a little scary, the Polystyrene Person opted to go home with me.

Because my hands were full…the figure opened my car door for me. It’s really a very polite and innocent being. During the short ride from the river to my house…I asked the Polystyrene Person what it would like to do? The figure replied that it would like to continue to be out in nature and so I found the perfect place in my yard for it. Happily, my latest creation takes pride in watching over my spring plants as they reveal themselves during the new season.

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A New Figure for a New Day

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, creativity, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, public art, recycled art, sculpture, Styrofoam, tagged Art, art process, artist at exit 0, earth, environment, Falls of the Ohio, found objects, nature, photography, recycled art, river, sculpture, sense of place, Styrofoam on May 5, 2013| 5 Comments »

After watching the goldfinches in the willows and collecting the latest the river had to offer…I headed to my outdoor studio. I have the day off from my day job and it is also Kentucky Derby weekend. The weatherman is telling me that today will be the day to be outdoors because a cold, wet front is coming through the Ohio Valley. It has been a few weeks since I last visited as life has taken me in other directions. When I was last at this spot, I stashed the surviving and repaired “Flood Brother” next to a tree. In the interim, other people have come across my spot and looked through the junk I’ve assembled here. As for my Styro-figure…I found what was left of him nearby. Here’s a look at the remains.

I found his body first resting upon the older driftwood. He was missing his head and arms. Scouting around, I was able to find bits and pieces including his head staring at the world through his remaining cyclops eye.

Rather than reconstruct him for a third time, I decided to recycle him. I gathered the pieces and parts and hauled it back to my studio. For now, I will let these chunks of polystyrene rest.

The first step in creating some sense of order is to straighten out the mess my previous visitors have left me. I sort through my sticks that I will use for potential arms and legs. I gather up the smaller pieces of Styrofoam and put them in the river-chewed milk crate. I rummage through my collecting bag and select the elements that will make up the face of a new character. I take a few moments to watch robins chasing a young Cooper’s Hawk through the willow trees. Near me, I hear the first notes from a Northern or Baltimore Oriole. It’s reassuring to know that they have returned. Also, there is a noticeable increase in insect life and I’ve observed bumble bees, hornets, and small butterflies going about their business. The sound of running water is always in the background. Picking up a head-shaped piece of Styrofoam I begin to form a new figure.

So far, it’s a smiling figure with a segment of pliable found plastic for a mouth. The ears and nose are also plastic toy pieces. The eyes are river-tumbled pebbles of coal. I use my pocket knife to do this work. The next step is to add a body.

I chose a hunk of Styrofoam from my larder that seemed torso-like. Feeling that it required additional detail, I added two walnuts to reinforce the chest idea. I further added a third piece of Styrofoam that simulates a pelvis and gives the figure added length. Some internal sense for proportion told me I needed to do this even though the entire idea and the resulting figure strikes me as being absurd and who else would notice or even care about this? Beaver-gnawed willow rods connect the head and hips to the torso. Over the years, my working methods have evolved and I definitely have material and form preferences where none existed at the start of this project in 2003. Through trial and error I selected wooden driftwood arms and legs to give my static figure some life, energy, and a suggestion of movement. Here is the first photograph of this spring figure made in the place it was created. Later, the two of us would go out to explore the landscape around the Falls of the Ohio State Park.

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The Flood Brothers

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, collections, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, fresh water, Ohio River, public art, recycled art, sculpture, Styrofoam, watershed, tagged absurdity, Art, art and the environment, artist at exit 0, creativity, driftwood, ecostory, Falls of the Ohio, found objects, nature, photography, plastic, sculpture, storytelling, Styrofoam on April 4, 2013| 10 Comments »

Fog is actually common on the Ohio River, but looking through my images, I’m surprised by how few fog pictures I have taken here. On my last foray to the Falls, the day began extremely foggy like moving within a cloud. Visibility was limited. The railroad bridge was completely obscured, but as the sun rose and the temperature became warmer the fog dissipated quickly. It was another magical moment of transformation as the receding water-cloud revealed the driftwood bones of the park.

Walking to my outdoor atelier, I passed by this unusual sight. At first, I thought the large tree stump was a part of this sign, but upon inspection, saw that a single rusty nail attached this sign to the wood. There is no way this sign could survive the river secured so loosely. Someone before me found this sign and stuck it on the stump up for grabs in true river junk fashion. Since I collect signs from the river…this was perfect and I welcomed the new addition to my collection! After removing the sign from the stump I understood why its original discoverer left it behind. The sign was on a heavy, thick board that had been routed and painted green with yellow letters. I stashed the sign under some debris and picked it back up on my way home. As you can imagine, my wife was thrilled to see it like she is with all the other junk I haul out of here. I liked the sign’s message which is ecological in its own way. I wonder where it came from and what kind of electric motors is it referring to…perhaps electric golf carts? Navigating through the dense driftwood, I made my way to the river’s edge. Waves were lapping the shoreline and there were other surprises to come.

This is the moment I met the first of the Flood Brothers. I had heard of them before and I was pleased to finally get to meet one. They are called the Flood Brothers because in their own “Chicken Little” way instead of the sky falling…they are rumored to believe the world is in imminent danger of being inundated. For this reason they wear life jackets and flotation devices everywhere they venture particularly along the river. They are living legends in this part of the world.

This is a close-up portrait of Flood Brother #1…henceforth identified as F.B.1. He has blue lips like he has been out in the cold too long. His eyes have this jaundiced quality to them and they are slightly asymmetrical as well. The ears stick out some and he has spiked hair. Aside from looking goofy…he is a friendly enough guy and hailed me upon sighting me. I told him it was a pleasure to meet him and was his brother around too? As it turns out…Flood Brother #2 was not far away and after walking a short distance along the shoreline, we ran into him as well.

Flood Brother #2 or F.B.2 is the larger and older of the two. Like his smaller brother he wears a flotation device every where he travels along the river. You can tell they are brothers because they share some physical characteristics such as large ears and mismatched eyes which are more pronounced in the older brother. As it turns out, he is also the more nervous of the pair.

I asked them if it was true that they believe the world would be destroyed in a great cataclysmic flood? For argument’s sake F.B.2 qualified things by saying that more unusual events had happened during the Earth’s long history. As it turned out, they were more concerned about the quality and quantity of fresh water. Climate change is rewriting things and there is just so much more “free” water in the system that formerly was locked up as ice. That energy is changing the weather patterns and redistributing water across the globe. Some places were now getting too much and other places not enough. And yes the potential to redraw the world’s coastlines also existed. Whether all this would happen overnight or over the course of many years seemed irrelevant to the pair. The life jackets were just a necessary precaution to them because they were conducting their research along the river in all its many moods and it just seemed a logical safety thing to do. The pair was visiting the Falls of the Ohio and inspecting the park for water-born plastic of which there was plenty to see. As the brothers told me…this plastic has a very good chance of making it into the oceans where it has effects of its own. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that they were already preaching to the converted. Instead, I invited them to my studio under the willow trees to rest and talk further and they accepted my invitation. My site was just a short distance away.

Looking around the Flood Brothers could see that I was interested in many of the same concerns that they had and wasn’t it all so absurd after all? I told them my story and that all the stuff they saw in my little area came from the immediate river. I mentioned that I try to find creative ways to use this junk and to tell the story about a place I find to be very special. They asked me if I happened to see along the way a nice sign they had attached to a stump? I confessed that I had and wanted to repurpose it as part of my sign collection. The Flood Brothers just smiled and said I could have it. After visiting for a while, it was time for me to go home. I told the brothers they were welcome to hang out in my site and perhaps I will see them here again? I liked them as characters. With one last look back I saw F.B. 1 waving good-bye to me. I always have an interesting day at the Falls of the Ohio.

This story marks my four-year anniversary on WordPress . Hard to believe the time has flown by so quickly. Thanks for tagging along!!

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The Sun is Up and the River is Down…part 2

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, collections, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, public art, recycled art, sculpture, Styrofoam, unusual collection, watershed, tagged Art, artist at exit 0, cigarette lighters, Colgate Clock, driftwood, Falls of the Ohio, fishing lures, flotsam an, found objects, found toys, large clock, nature, photography, plastic, recycled art, Styrofoam, tires, toy tires, toy tools on February 12, 2013| 6 Comments »

As promised here is the second part of the previous post. I did fill an empty cloth bag with river finds and here are some of today’s choice tidbits. Once I straightened up my outdoor studio, I dumped the bag out onto the sand and started the sorting process. I guess I also do a similar thing with my camera except it’s a memory card that gets filled and downloaded into the home computer. Let’s begin with a few pictures of my newly discovered river treasures in situ.

I like all kinds of references to time. I have a few other toy clocks and watches I’ve found courtesy of the river through the years. Interestingly, I haven’t owned a watch personally in over thirty years and don’t want one now. It seems I can find the time most anywhere I go and at the Falls of the Ohio…I pass by one of the largest clocks in the world. Let’s see if I have a picture of that I can pull up for you.

Although this is a bit off topic, I thought you might enjoy seeing this mechanical wonder. This is less than a mile away from my river spot. It was once a part of a toothpaste factory that moved away a couple of years a go. The building is a former prison…which is another way to mark time. My reluctance to wear a watch has more to do with not liking to wear much in the way of jewelry. Besides who needs the constant reminder? Meanwhile, back at the river.

Houston…we have a problem. I’m a plastic astronaut and it looks like the family dog has chewed one foot off! Having some issues with my helmet too…don’t think I can last long in this alien environment. This is an American astronaut so designated by the flag patch on his left arm.

I believe this is the smallest doll’s head I’ve ever found. Here having a potential brain the size of a walnut could be a good thing! I think I have found enough doll heads over the years to make a totem pole several feet tall and they would graduate from largest to smallest with no two alike. This guy could be the cherry on top of it all.

As regular readers know…I have a thing for wheels too. These are just the toy wheels I came across today. I’m surprised by how many of these I have found in just the past two years. I like them as a collection, but I may use them all in a single artwork. I watched a depressing documentary today that included such nuggets of information like the average automotive tire takes seven gallons of oil to make. And you may be thinking that all this petroleum is needed for gasoline? I see too many real tires in the river as well.

Now how odd is this? I found three toy hammers within a few hours of each other. This is the most common toy tool that I find…not screwdrivers or pliers, etc… At the river, it’s always hammer time, well the one on the far right is technically more of a mallet. I’m not sure what the blue wheel on the far left hammer is supposed to do?

This is an interesting grouping of character toys. It includes three dogs, two bones, a Weeble, and a Teletubby(?). There’s a dog friend from Clifford the Big Red Dog and quick draw Snoopy from the Peanuts cartoon. The dog sitting on the block has a nice oily river patina that takes years to develop. The yellow character on the right is still full of mud.

Not everything I find is a toy. Here are four fishing lures. These get tangled up in the rocks or snagged on old fishing line. Notice only the top left lure still has its treble hooks. In the others, the hooks rusted or dissolved away. I found a fifth lure after taking this photo. I need to rephotograph my fishing lure collection because it has become seriously larger over the past couple of years. You can see an older image in my Pages section.

I picked up all these disposable cigarette lighters today. I have more at my studio at the church and intend to put them to use one day as well. This was more of a photo opportunity. I wanted to see some of the color range this particular make of lighter comes in. No doubt the color is not light fast and over time would all probably come to resemble each other until the plastic broke down into ever smaller bits. I also picked up other items such as interesting rootlets and sticks and heavier still…nice potential bases for the sculptures I decide to hang onto. Well, this wraps up my finds from one particular adventure. There is always stuff to pick up after the river rises and recedes again. I wonder what I’ll come across next?

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In Snow Cock Country

Posted in Absurd, animal art works, Art, art and environment, birds and birding, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Falls of the Ohio, nature, nature photography, public art, recycled art, sculpture, Styrofoam, watershed, tagged Art, art and nature, artist at exit 0, birding, context, creative ornithology, Falls of the Ohio, nature, nature story, photography, recycled art, Styrofoam on February 4, 2013| 12 Comments »

The Ohio River at the Falls of the Ohio is even higher now since my last visit with the fishermen. We have had some wild weather in the interim. First it gets unseasonably warm and then a cold front collides with a wet weather system originating in the Gulf of Mexico. The results of this can be very dangerous as this is the perfect recipe for a tornado outbreak which did occur south of here. My family was awakened to the sound of tornado warning sirens at 4:30ish in the morning. We began that day in the basement of our house which was a rude awakening even for the family dog. Luckily, we didn’t experience any damage although it rained hard and was very windy. And after the cold front blasted through it became extremely cold and was followed by snow. I think we have seen the gamut of winter weather and I was glad to hear the “groundhog” did not see its shadow in Pennsylvania meaning that winter would come to a normal end this year. That is if you believe animals can predict the weather?

I am certain this time that my outdoor studio under the willows is history by now. The Ohio River has claimed the spot and my cache of art materials. Unfortunately, there is a ready re-supply floating in the water. It seems I begin many a post with what amounts to a weather report, but please bear with me. My blog concerns itself with the local conditions which are the context that my adventures and stories are set in. I’m also amazed and concerned that I can detect variations in our weather patterns having lived in this area for so long. Much of the time I feel I’m bearing witness to events of importance to us all. What is happening here is also occurring in other places in the world. As I was walking through the woods on this day, I was surprised by the bird life I was encountering when I expected to see nearly nothing. My Eastern Bluebird friends were still hanging around and they had company. I saw White-breasted Nuthatches, Carolina Chickadees, Tufted Titmice, Brown Tree Creepers and many more especially near the river’s expanding edge. I also saw and photographed another amazing bird which makes up the bulk of this post.

Fellow bird watchers had put the alert out that an unusual visitor was seen hanging out at the Falls. A young, male Snow Cock was seen near the Woodland Loop Trail which is a bird not seen in these parts since the late 19th century. As you can imagine this is a northern bird used to the cold and snow…in fact it depends upon these conditions for its survival. The Snow Cock (like some ptarmigan species) turns nearly white in winter. The rest of the year it sports plumage that is more like leaf camouflage. Regardless of the season, the Snow Cock is a cryptic animal and is shy and retiring. Except of course when it’s time to choose a mate when the males make it a point to be as noticeable to their own kind as possible. I was hoping the bad weather would cause this wayward Snow Cock to linger and I was rewarded by its presence. I took as many photographs as possible. I have a feeling that I won’t ever see this exact species out here again.

The Snow Cock is also called the “Snow Turkey” and “Styro-grouse” because of the large fan of tail feathers it uses for courtship displays. That’s how I found this particular bird which wasn’t all that wary. The young male was rehearsing his dance and song and establishing a lek or territory where he would fight other males for the attention of the females. Although this bird wasn’t going to hang out at the Falls forever, it was nevertheless, practicing this important survival skill. Other interesting field marks included a head crest, an unusual beard growing from his chest, and a long bill for seeds and insects.

I watched the Snow Cock look for just the right spot to strut its stuff. It was frequently hopping from one vantage point (usually a tall stump) to the ground and back. The call of the Snow Cock as you might guess is very chicken-like and not particularly beautiful in its own right. To my eye, it seemed very interested in the water which was noticeably spreading over the land. This might be the first flood it has ever experienced?

I kept my distance from the bird and quietly followed it through the woods. I observed it drinking from melting ice and I left it be hanging out near a large Osage Orange tree along the trail’s path. The wind was beginning to pick up again and more flakes were in the air. Despite wearing good gloves, my finger tips were cold and painful. I decided that now was a good time to go home and I did. I hope the next time I’m out here that the conditions will be more favorable for an extended visit. I had one other small surprise waiting for me along the Woodland Loop Trail. I passed the spot by the creek where I watched the fishermen catch sauger and was amazed and amused that the figure I had made from river junk that day was still there! He was missing his nose, but otherwise he was intact. I guess the fishermen appreciated him as I do you for tagging along on another adventure at the Falls of the Ohio.

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Unusual Flora at the Falls of the Ohio

Posted in Absurd, Art, art and environment, collections, creativity, ecosytem, environmental art, Originality, recycled art, tagged Art, art and the environment, artist at exit 0, environmental story, Falls of the Ohio, nature, photography, plastic, plastic plants, pollution, satirical botany, the environment on January 13, 2013| 8 Comments »

It’s been raining off and on for the past three days and so I’ve decided to give the actual Falls of the Ohio a pass this weekend. That, however, does not mean that my heart and thoughts are ever far from the park. Looking through my Falls image archive, I have put together a post on a topic that has been concerning me of late. Increasingly, we feel we can manipulate nature and bend it to our desires without consequences. Man has this vision that we can force nature into our template and that “she” will obey in predictable, obedient ways. Ever see a square tomato grown in a cube? Nature, however, is much more dynamic than we give her credit for and frequently presents ideas of her own. As regular followers of the riverblog may have noticed new fauna often show up here and the consensus is that their appearance is a result of our altering the environment in myriad ways. Over the last few years, I have also noticed some previously unknown plants. Allow me to present a photo-bouquet of highly questionable, potentially toxic, exotic flora.

Meet the Chemical Rose which is a new species I discovered at the Falls last year. It was found growing by an area where an unknown iridescent sheen was percolating up through the sand. It has no leaves and aside from its thorny stem, has no photosynthetic ability. This is a fairly consistent trait of these new plants. They may be parasitic or fungal-like, but I’m sure there is considerable variation on how they live. The petals on the Chemical Rose are hard and seem very much like plastic. More on this later.

It’s beautiful in its own way, but what is it? For lack of a better name, I call this a Sand Lotus. It shares some characteristics with the Chemical Rose. Notice no leaves…doesn’t need them. It’s roots go down deep in the sand. Like the previous rose, its petals are hard to withstand the rigors of the river.

I bet I walked by this strange plant many times before something told me to look again. I call this one the Petrochemical Coleus. Although it has green leaves, it does not possess chlorophyll. This specimen was growing up through the driftwood. It’s small size also makes this one hard to see and find.

Here’s the Flame Nut so-named because what passes for its foliage turns bright red when its seeds mature. Its leaves feel very much like coarse fabric and it seems to prefer sandy environments as well.

This interesting and dare I say “lovely” flower is the Faux Pink Bell. It combines characteristics of several of the mutant plants I’ve uncovered. It possesses hard plastic parts as well as the softer, synthetic petals that are fabric-like. It grows in highly disturbed, contaminated soils. Which brings me to a theory I’ve been formulating ever since I first discovered these strange plants. Although I’ve not done a chemical analysis on them, their resemblance to plastic can not be coincidental? Plastic is after all organic by definition. Plastic is derived from petroleum which is an extract from ancient life and I think there is something in the long memory of life that is presenting itself here? We know that our traditional plastics keep breaking down to the micro level. These really small particles are absorbed by living tissues. Is it possible that this plastic pollution is altering life in reaction to the many changes brought about through man’s activities? Can the long polymer chains connect with DNA? In effect, Nature is demonstrating that it is even more plastic by molding and forming new species to harmonize with the changed environment.

I came across the Polymer Posy growing in the mud. I believe this is as much fungus as anything else or a new theory has been presented. Perhaps this is a carnivorous plant that traps and eats insects? Upon inspection, there are small entry ways along its base that invite small insects like ants to go inside.

Growing out of the wood chips is this botanical novelty I’ve designated the Yellow Bittercup. Again, no leaves required. This flower can appear anytime of the year. I came across this one last summer.

The Orange Forget-me-not is indeed memorable. It is encountered among the driftwood and may in effect break down cellulose to create its own plastic structure. The holes in the flower trap, strain, and direct moisture and nutrients to its shallow root system. And now for something really spectacular in a twisted way.

I did a massive double take upon encountering the Polyvinyl Palm growing from the poor rocky soil in the western section of the park. This is easily the largest of the new plants I’ve stumbled upon in my wanderings. I had hoped to study it more, but another visitor to the park collected it. We have discovered that it is possible to change the chemical composition of the atmosphere through our combined activities. I believe we are simultaneously altering through chemistry the very organisms that inhabit this world with us with unintended consequences. How long will it take before we change ourselves into something different as well?

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