You may recognize the lower camping area as where I was boondocked yesterday. That all suddenly changed with the arrival of this club that took over the whole place, including the higher area on the far left, which is normally a day parking area only. I don't know what kind of club this is but I do know there very noisy.
But thankfully, due to the kindness of others I am now safely, happily, and peacefully ensconced above, and far enough away from the noisy crowd you see on the right, that they no longer affect the quality my life.
I had planned on doing today's blog with just pictures of Ray's studio, but there were some changes in my boondocking situation, so I figured I would catch everybody up with my new situation in Tombstone for the first part of this blog post. Then Ray's studio pictures will be at the bottom.
Not knowing when I would leave Tombstone, I was paying for boondocking one day at a time at the boondocking RV Park, and there were only four or five of us here yesterday. I noticed some small signs at the entrance to the RV Park but didn't pay much attention to them since I was leaving anyway. But when I got around to reading them yesterday, they said that the RV Park would be closed this coming Friday, Saturday, and Sunday because of a big group coming in and filling the place up.... And they weren't kidding!
All this was happening at the same time the wind was blowing hard and predicted to be the same or worse on Friday, and I thought I would have to bite the bullet and drive somewhere in this wind. But the lady who owns this place came by, and I told her about my situation. She said I could stay if I wanted to, but it would get very crowded and noisy. Before I could tell her what I wanted to do, she said the folks that own the property right next door let people boondock there for $10 a night if I would like to stay there. I said great! She gave me a phone number, and now I'm sitting on a hill overlooking the boondocking RV Park waiting for the wind to die down in a day or two so I can hit the trail again.
It's difficult to break an old habit and put out two blog posts in one day , and laziness has always kept me from even trying. But I didn't have anything else to do, and the wind was blowing, so I figured I would give it a try.
It's also been made difficult by all of these new folks, with their cell phones and computers, using up what limited bandwidth I had when I first got here so my Internet is crawling slow or sometimes nonexistent.
But forget about all that stuff I just wrote about, clear your mind, and concentrate on this entirely new blog post I call it...
This character is sitting on the sidewalk just outside the studio door. And like all of Ray's characters this one has a name, a personality, and is made out of trash, sticks, and tree branches. All of which have been repurposed to create the characters you will see in the studio.
The part of the studio you see when you first walk in the door. There will be a lot of pumpkins and representations of pumpkins because Ray is "the king of pumpkin carving". And that's not just something he says about himself, later on you will see that the title of "the Picasso of pumpkins," is an earned title.
This character, whose name I can't remember, is not really evil, even though he certainly looks that way. He represents doubt. And anyone he meets, he makes them doubt themselves and their abilities... Meeting this guy on a dark night, or even in the daylight, I think I would quickly "doubt" my abilities not to pee in my pants.
As you can see this is a fearsome creature, but the only power he has is to create doubt in your mind. Now you can see why I asked Ray about having nightmares.
I don't know the meaning of the mice but there featured with all of the characters, they're everywhere.... Just like real mice.
This is another creepy creature whose name I can't remember. Ray and I talked for a long time, and as is my usual custom I quickly forget most of what people say.... whether I want to or not.
This is the protagonist in the book Ray is writing. This pumpkin headed guy I believe represents someone who can't see, not physically but mentally. He has no eyes in his pumpkin head but he's not blind he just has difficulty seeing and understanding what goes on around him... The perfect foil for the "doubt creature"
Physically all these characters you've seen so far are either my size or larger.
This is part two of what I believe will be a three or four part blog post.