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Revisiting Images from Loring Site 15

Back in May of 2011, I shared some of the details of my search for Loring site 15. http://thenarrativeimage.blogspot.com/2011/05/sound-of-one-hand-clapping-loring-site.html By Loring site I mean one of the rock art sites documented in J. Malcolm and Louise Loring's two volume monograph called Pictographs and Petroglyphs of the Oregon Country.   In that post, I noted that, " Many of the paintings seem worse for wear when compared to the Loring drawings…to the degree that my identifications are not always certain." Since that trip, D. Russel Micnhimer, of Oregon Rock Art ( http://www.oregonrockart.com/index.html ), has introduced me to a specialized bit of software called DStretch by Jon Harman ( http://www.dstretch.com/ ). As Micnhimer said to me in a Facebook message, " It's the closest thing I know of to absolute magic; (it) will make the invisible appear." So what follows is a series of my pictures from Loring site 15 that ...

John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, Oregon - Painted Hills Unit

I walked into a valley of time. pages of time written by volcanoes a table of contents set down so long ago I would have thought it was forever ice, rain, sun and air – like a plague of mice nibble at the pages precious stories preserved in earth washed away forever heirs to life we who still exist winding through an intricate unbroken plot always at the right place at the right time with the right skills a churning molten core birth pains a hundred miles westward earth breathes, breathes - ash into the sky time and again Technicolor vomit or the afterbirth of a mother’s creation Earth opens herself we glimpse long hidden words there is revelation here the ancient sun peers over a hill illuminates the past “I remember you”, it says “when you were younger” “you look different now” As for man, his days are like grass: He flourishes like a flower of the field; For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, And its place knows it no more.* *Psalms 103: 15-16 standing on a cusp of time forwa...

The Japanese Garden @ Portland, Oregon

I should probably begin by telling you that about the only plant I’ve ever managed to successfully grow was a Chia Pet, so you can imagine that gardens and gardening are somewhat of an impenetrable mystery to me. On the left is an example of Mt. Hood National Wilderness (From the Ramona Falls trail. See http://thenarrativeimage.blogspot.com/2007/05/ramona-falls-trail-super-sized-part-two.html ). On the right is an example of Portland Oregon’s Japanese Garden. While I personally find both scenes beautiful, there are several aspects about the garden scene that show evidence of human tinkering. Some of the obvious signs are a human constructed concrete artifact, groomed bushes and trees, and a preponderance of plant varieties seemingly chosen for aesthetic purposes. Just for the purpose of comparison, this corn is an example of a garden designed for the efficient production of a food crop. Curiously, I find this scene aesthetically pleasing also, but did not find any growing at the Japan...