My Great Adventure last Summer

My plan was set to go to Symbiosis…. well, it turned into the whole late summer and fall on the road.

The antique 80’s Airstream was finally ready for the road after much stress, part replacement and repair and off Johnny and I went. After a sidestep in San Antonio get the generator fixed, we were completely off the grid. We have holding tanks for water, gas for the kitchen and heat, and had packed up everything we own. Everything was DIY from that point on….fab!

Every night we pressed on, finding the next campground or wallyworld to rest at, hotel parkinglots for wifi, and rest stops to stretch. After many harrowing electrical problems that are common in older Rvs such as having the dash and running lights go out in the middle of the night and blowing random fuses and breakers by just flipping a switch, we got rather good and expecting the next days’ delay We were both crawling around underneath inspecting wiring and fixing things with paperclips and rubber bands, literally! Thankfully there was only one major disaster that left us on the side of the road for a few hours until Good Sam could help us, but fortunately it just came down to reattaching a lead to the gas pump that had wiggled off one of the batteries. I was kicking myself that i didn’t diagnose it myself. We drove over 4000 miles with only one harrowing “side of the road moment”…that’s pretty good i think. I’m so proud that by this point I know that 454 engine inside and out.

Of course life in a 30 foot aluminum tube can be very weary, there was always something to do of pressing urgency every day to keep us going, as well as keeping the tanked filled @ only 10 mpg. I’m surprised, as many who know us, that Johnny and I didn’t kill each other. I would still say to anyone given the opportunity to jump into an old clunker and drive! The Airstream directed our path for us. She told us when to stop and rest and when to press thru the scorching desert in the dead of the night. She told me to drive 10mph down the really steep grades and when to downshift and pray we would make it up the other side without overheating. She basically guided the whole experience and never let us down. Yes, we were just along for the ride

Basically we traveled west and up to Yosemite for Symbiosis (that was quite a grand experience!) and on to San Francisco for some work. Then on a whim, we found ourselves with 2 weeks to spare to get into LA for more work Johnny had lined up. The SF shopping killed me, of course too much oogling was done @ 5&Diamond and other shops, & we left with big bags of goodies. I had always wanted to drive the whole coastline of Hwy 1, but wondered if this old airstream would make it thru the steep mountains and hairpin curves. But after a few days on the beach in Santa Cruz we just had to try it… It was nothing a little more break fluid couldn’t fix!

But we did it! We found amazing little alcoves high on a cliff to stay the night at…some very special places, we met beautiful people and pacific seals, had picnics @ Big Sur, & went to the Hurst Mansion due to my obsession with the 1920’s. We emerged out of the high mountains to awake to dolphins playing with the surfers, as we had camped right on the beach. It was so hard to drag me away from there. I think it was called Rincon beach and we happened upon it by accident. Honestly that secret hideyhole is the reason i wanted an rv in the first place….completely magical.

After farting around in LA i just had to go to Grandma Prisbrey’s Bottle Village..She is my fairey godmother you know. We almost jumped the gate to see inside, as her compound had been fenced off and crumbling due to earthquakes but resided to make her something pretty of flowers, candles and some of my own bottles to leave her… and pray for artistic perseverance & blessings. Check out an amazing documentary about her on the equally amazing Folkstream

Again another mechanical delay happened outside LA and we stayed at the most white trash ie. cheap RV park to fix it. What an experience, the master cylinder of the brakes was leaking due to all the mountain climbing, and after 2 or 3 tries and about a week or so, we had it fixed. Johnny and I were covered in brake fluid everyday and had forgotten all about Halloween. The Enchanted Forest in Austin was gearing up for their exciting halloween event and i wished i could have been with my family there, but we ended up @ the trailer park bar and somehow won 2nd place in a costume contest…it was a blast.

The cold weather was calling and we needed to get settled into our future in Santa Fe before the snow, so we headed back east. I have always wanted to live in Santa Fe, so our trip was ending…at least until the spring. All along we were never in a hurry and stopped at so many interesting places every day, the lifestyle was just kicking in. And after so many repairs the airstream was running at her very best. But it’s so nice to be warm and cuddly in an adobe casita with my own bathroom, room to stretch and sprawl, but most importantly the bubblebaths. While snowed in, i’m dreaming again to get on the road and the beautiful springtime.

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Kiss them for me…

…for I may be delayed.

words go here…i’m off on my adventure west….this is what i’m leaving behind

…here’s some of the stuff i made @ the Forest

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my airstream/studio

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one of the many disco ponies

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ma tipi, i'm not sure where the skin went

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i hung every tent pole in the forest up in the trees. they were everywhere! it was beautiful

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the closing of GAGA. i sold all my plastic spoon crowns and a disco pony:)

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my temple is safe and ready for ...one day

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art outside '06 photo by pixie

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art outside '06 i hung thousands of rocks by twine in the trees

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my back alley with my horded treasures

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this was my chair on the front porch of my childhood home. Yuvall wrapped it with twine for ifs second life

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Orangina, my little stowaway in my new airstream

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some of the stuff i would find in the dry creekbed on my weekly scavenges

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most everyone in this picture was gone before i left...taken @ A/O 08

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Stevie

lets just say, “I still dont wanna talk about it”….someday i’ll replace these words with….whatever.

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i made this video in June…you can tell I’m backtracking on my bloggy posts… Its Dec, I’m snowed in in Santa Fe and this particular post was and still is too difficult to write…ohh well

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Birthday Swanning

I had the most wonderful 30 something birthday ever! On the 4th, Shelly, Brandon, Emaree, Yuvall and Johnny and I went and rented swan boats on town lake with a picnic….it was magical. Plastic cups of wine and pastries went to my head and the most perfect calm came over me. I felt sure of myself and the past obstacles of the last few years melted away with the warm spring day. They say people born in the springtime suffer more, but on this day it all went away. I had my new lappy, and more importunately a new independence in an recent acquisition of an Airstream motorhome….so much to look forward to.

Well anyway, we had a blast. Brandon rode his pettycab loaded with goodies down Lamar blocking traffic all the way as we followed. The swans themselves were rather clunky, but lots of swimming ensued! We came back to the Forest for roasty feast and buzzed hanging on my hoop upside down in my tattered red circus dress.

On my actual birthday, the 5th was very quiet. Stevie called me and asked if i wanted to go to Barton Springs…of course. He had no idea it was my birthday, i had no intention of reminding him. We had easy conversation and sat silently all afternoon on the rocks on the “doggy side” of the springs. That would be the last time i would ever see him.

I am a blessed girl, i have everything i needed…even a fresh new tattoo on my elbow from Stevie. The assurance of new experience ahead, good friends, my work had payed off. Gratitude was making me cry.

But that means nothing when you feel another’s suicidal pain, especially when another previous brother’s death looms over your head like a snow storm in spring.

….but my birthday was amazing…

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Mayday! Seelonce Feenee!

yes, i had a chicken photoshoot…

Johnny and I stayed up all night posing the chickens of the Enchanted Forest…they were worse than supermodels, they wouldn’t stay still… but it was a blast.  I acquired this lovely flock as fresh hatched chicks last May and as of Sept 2009 unfortunately all of them have met their end…overheating, raccoons, a fox, loose dogs and even a hatchet to the Pea rooster for being too bold.

Mr. Papr and i loved them dearly and found our chicken time quite therapeutic. Each had a very distinct personality and was raised to be very sociable with everyone. Miss Orangina was a superstar with the Yard Dogs Roadshow, she was soo audacious and even with her little mutilated beak, would hold full in-depth conversations with me.

Pecking order dominant Miss Marble broke her leg when very young but mended stronger than ever. I’d see Papr in the early morning outside his airstream with little chicks perched all over him. We both have huge collections of feathers.

One of the original older ones went blind and i hand fed her very hungry beak for over a month till Brandon the buddha bravely put her down early one morning. I’m pretty sure she ended up in one of Alberts shepards pies. Miss Buttercup stayed in the freezer till all but forgotten one feasty day, I dont eat chicken.

But in the end their tameness and bravery prolly did them in. They spent their very happy days cleaning up the outside kitchen lounging on the couch, depositing eggs in the strangest places, roaming the 3 acres for grubs, geckos, roaches…whatever, and chatting constantly to everyone and everything that passed. They followed me around incessantly, climbing on my art table spilling everything and sometimes leaving a gift of a green egg. The forest was so silent after they were gone. I keep telling Albert he needs a petting zoo…monkeys, goats, miniature horses named “Lightning”, peacocks, all forms of animals for his Ark…but i think it has something to do with aliens

I hope you enjoy the pictures please click on them to enlarge…Mr. Papr took the pictures of me<3

ohh yeah, the kitty who adopted me too.. Miss Smokey…i miss her.

Bowlingball

Bowlingball

Brownie

Brownie

Brownie

Brownie

Cheeky

Cheeky

Cheeky

Cheeky

Dotty

Dotty

Dotty

Dotty

Fatty the KFC chicken

Fatty the KFC chicken

Fatty the KFC chicken

Fatty the KFC chicken

The Majestic Miss. Foofy Feets

The Majestic Miss. Foofy Feets

The Majestic Miss Foofy Feets

The Majestic Miss Foofy Feets

Foofy Face

Foofy Face

Floofy Face

Floofy Face

Miss Marble

Miss Marble

Miss Marble

Miss Marble

Orangina

Orangina

Orangina

Orangina

Mr. Black Eye Pea

Mr. Black Eye Pea

Mr. Pea

Mr. Pea

Selma

Selma

Selma

Selma

Smokey

Smokey

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Lounge

The decking is pretty much sacred. Tyler’s feet are still spray painted on the floor, it’s always messy with art supplies and tools, and all kinds of people are drawn there like a magnet. Many a beautiful night, parties or otherwise, has been spent wearing away those floorboards. Some of my most memorable meals have been prepared there, the kind that feed your mind and soul. And as the weather warms, my new little office space is over by the giant disco ball, which is presently stored there.

Between the overflowing recycle bins, all my coffee and tea cups, alters, and animals of all sorts, lies the heart of the Enchanted Forest. Robert, Brandon and I replaced the tent and btw, we are still perfecting it. It is nestled high and delicately in the trees with lacing and carabiners. And now the lounge is almost twice as big as it was.

It’s more than a living room, more than a kitchen, this plot is always full of creativity, music and vibrant energy. The leaves are bursting from the trees due to the unusually warm winter we have had. I’m glad to be working outside late into the evenings. I recently said goodbye to an old friend Mr. Eyeballs, my old bubble imac, and have fallen madly in love with my new laptop. Und yes that is an 8-track under the ‘puter….I love my airstream. I gifted Mr. Eyeball to my dad who is still using dial up… He discovered Craigslist the other day, I was so proud…<3

Johnny and I are enthralled in the building of the new and improved Mandorla structure. The whole structure can be put up or taken down in less than an hour due to it now being assembled with pins and hinges. It’s now 30’x30′ round and 16′ tall. I’m so proud of Juicebox for his fabulous engineering skillz.

The muse came to me again about a week ago. I sure needed it without ArtOutside happening this year, and all the momentum it builds. I’m plowing away and am soo busy right now. I’m reinspired and super excited about this year. Maybe its ’cause spring is here, maybe it’s ’cause this TED Talk, but just maybe it’s ’cause I’m building right beside the magical Enchanted Forest lounge.

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Beautiful Travelers

“When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego and when we escape like the squirrels in the cage of our personality and get into the forest again, we shall shiver with cold and fright. But things will happen to us so that we don’t know ourselves. Cool, unlying life will rush in.” – D. H. Lawrence

I awoke to these guys waiting outside the office the other day. I thought it was a mirage, so I quickly went about seducing them with food and promises of the most beautiful chickens ever…My silly hens were scared and Pea the Rooster was quite offended. Only Orangina, my favourite, showed wide eyed wonder and clucked shyly about how handsome they are.

They slept high in the trees for a coupla nights and continued on their way to where ever busy peacocks go.

For the inauguration The Pink Revolution stopped by. We had such a wonderful time with Miss Suzi Chang and company & hope to see them again soon. The van they originally rode up in got a stencil attack but soon broke down somewhere on the way to D.C. So is the life of more beautiful travelers…..Love you Suzi.

Send us more angelic travelers, just like last year.

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