MEET UP TO ORGANIZE FOR NO TANKERS


As a recently certified welder, I have been thinking deeply about my own choices of what kind of work I want to apply for. I am certified as a ‘structural welder’ by the Canadian Welding Bureau which boasts the highest standards when it comes to structural welding. I can choose to work with any small or large company that have need for welders to weld things together for good!

For example, I have applied to work as a welder for maintenance of BC Ferries, another example would be working with Marine Worker’s Union No.1 for a company that belongs to under the banner of Seaspan. Working in the shipyards would be a unique experience and one that I would welcome. Everyday in the news we hear about Port Expansion and development, I am learning about these issues, about our economy and where the jobs are for British Columbians.

There are three reasons I chose to go into welding. To use the skill of welding in the field of art, to apply it to creating public art and to work with other artists. The second reason I chose it is to have the ability to make more than ‘the living wage’ (which is 18.00/hr). The third and last reason, is that I wanted to challenge myself personally, to learn a practical skill that I could build on and get better at by practice. I look forward to working within the marine environment and hope to use the certification that I worked hard to attain. 

I am supporting the Dogwood Initiative because I will be a part of helping to conserve and preserve the Fraser River Estuary, the wetlands and marshes, and the coastline in general. I have decided that conservation is more important than development and prosperity. At the same time, I think that we can have a decent balance between the two. In the weeks ahead up to election day, I hope to have ongoing conversations with friends, neighbours and co-workers to further educate myself and continue to consider the near future, to understand what expansion and development means for BC’s coastline, so I can make informed choices for my livelihood for the environment and future generations.

Monsters spawn in the darkness

Kagen was busy revealing to me the secrets of Minecraft (not just a game for hipsters) all in a matter of seconds before he set off for school one morning.

The title of the post is what he said nonchalantly in a manner only an 11 year old can; not being concerned, nor displaying any anxiety, he proceeded to introduce me to the monsters.

Go to the mobs section, you will need some time in order to understand the passive, neutral and hostile characters.

Be fore warned, only go the the sandbox if you have some time, not just for a view because likely you will not get out of the wiki space before lunchtime if you visit on your coffee break. The phrase tweeked my interest and cued me to think of various kinds of monsters I have become acquainted with.

They go under the modern names of depression, ocd and anxiety.


I do not sneeze at any goodness that may come my way in the form of many fine small gestures throughout the day because monsters that spawn in darkness shrink back from certain brightness. I choose to play the game of life while I very nearly regularly encounter un-foreseen monsters that dare present themselves in light of day, those are the trickiest ones! Alas after a while, whether hours or days or weeks pass the monsters are swept up and deposited into a bin where they are not recycled.

Like Susan of Narnia, I aim to point my arrow straight at them. Most diminish fast at the sight; others are more stubborn and can only be dealt with by special weapons and tactical. Nevertheless I am given a chance to practice my hand eye coordination.

I have liked to play darts for a long time since arriving in Vancouver in the mid 80’s when John Ottmann and I searched for just the right ones to begin practicing with. Not until many years later did I pick up the darts again. At local pubs I had to make do with broken ones. Some nights I would just go there and throw and throw until I could not anymore. All I wanted to do was hit as close to the centre as I could. I was not thinking of anyone, nor was I fantasizing about individuals while throwing darts. Although the feeling of nailing the mark gave deep satisfaction.

My point is that practice makes good and perfect for you. If not on the mark then very near it which has its own kind of pleasure. That practice of vanquishing the monsters that spawn in the darkness calls for a victorious celebration, every time. When practiced, you are strong becoming stronger. Though the slippery slope of falling into a ravine is a very real possibility, the ground on which one stands soon is still and even because you’ve been standing and keeping on regardless of the ravines to your left and right for quite sometime. I do not attribute my small successes to my ‘keeping on’, although it helps my self esteem!

I attribute it largely to the One who charts my path.

Remembering

The idea becomes the material

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Materials found or salvaged can be transformed into una idea.

The idea becomes the material — becomes the idea.

Steveston artifacts; found objects, industrial materials and pieces of stone….Beth my favorite welder in Steveston now gone to Alberta, practiced her welding and master Alberto salvaged the aluminum piece and gave it to me to make something with.

91 is about being on the edge. The stone represents ruins, a fortress on a cliff.

In Hebrew ‘metzudah’ translated is “a fortress on a cliff”.

fortress on a cliff; ruins, open, hiding place, protection, shelter, fort, structure, dwelling

Precipice; noun
a very steep rock face or cliff, typically a tall one: ‘we swerved toward the edge of the precipice’

angles accentuated by the paint, the working of the metal, and textures are meant to give the feeling of falling, straining and extreme pain

Pressure (Oil paint, pastel and alabaster on steel) ~e 08

Hope dawns eternal