"ARROYO"

A dry channel through which water flows intermittently and irregularly. Kind of like this blog.

My art is an infectious need for me, sometimes a burden but most often a blessing.

This blog is about me and my obsessions, my loves, my need to create and my need of JUNK. I'm addicted to thrift stores, estate sales, flea markets and all roads leading off the beaten track to discover that perfect piece of junk. I recycle old license plates, old shovels, wheelbarrows, saw blades and anything else that's funky using my hand held plasma cutter. I love working with steel, sculpting, photography, watercolor painting, stained glass, and turning everyday utilitarian objects into art. Junked cars ~ I will always veer off the path to search out the beautiful wrecked Arroyo JunKers throughout Arizona, New Mexico and anywhere else the road may lead. When I'm not searching for those JunKers
I ~ RESURRECT ~ STEEL

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Goodnight my Sweet


Jeff passed Sunday night, Jan. 20th,  peacefully enveloped in my arms. He was surrounded by love and like the rock that he was he fought with everything he had to stay. He loved life and breathed deep every minute he had. The world has a lot less laughter, beauty and heart in it today with him not here.

Thank you for all your kind words, gifts of peace and healing, and compliments of what a wonderful man he was. He will be missed something fierce.  


Jeff was known for his kind and gentle spirit, uncompromising work ethic, tall good looks, humor and always happy nature.  He was a man who touched the hearts and minds of all those who had the pleasure of knowing him personally and in business.  He was tirelessly selfless and compassionate to all.  He loved his wife like none other and many referred to them as Mr. & Mrs. America, and he was a loving and dedicated father.  He loved life, the great outdoors and was an avid hunter and collector.  Fearless and loving he made the most of every moment and challenged each of us to do the same in his quiet and non-judgmental way.  In his later years he took up making custom hunting knives and usually had more orders than he could fill.  His beautiful spirit will be missed by all that loved him.  This world will have a lot less laughter, beauty and heart in it today with him not here.  Our hearts and especially mine will ache until we meet him again.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

HOPE


Sometimes all we need is a loving touch, a gentle word, a hand to help us up when we’re falling, or a friend to say “I’ll be there, just hold on”.  Sometimes those loving gestures come most unexpectedly from all the way across the sea and they save you that day and you can see through the clouds that there are still sunny days to share and smiles to be had and laughter to hear.  
Those loving gestures looked like this today
in these Five simple words placed in a healing bowl ~

Hope ~ Strength ~ Love ~ Peace ~ Balance
Barry and Fiona
your kindness and generosity for this beautiful gesture is beyond words.   

Jeff chose to carry HOPE in his pocket today.  STRENGTH will be in mine on Monday for a major procedure that will be happening.  We both thank you so very, very much!

Takin' the back road from Greer to Morenci was gorgeous. This was waiting at the end.

Takin' the back road from Greer to Morenci was gorgeous.  This was waiting at the end.
Alpine Cliff Jumper

Don't you just love bugs! My first car.... but RED.

Don't you just love bugs!  My first car.... but RED.
Lamy, NM

This was a great old Studebaker Truck in Lamy, NM . It has seen better days. I love Lamy,

This was a great old Studebaker Truck in Lamy, NM .  It has seen better days.  I love Lamy,
Studebaker in Lamy, NM