“Dawn Folk (for Andy Hunt)” ink on paper, 10″ x 12″
I was born on July 4 (a Cancer or also called a Moon-child), 1952, during a full moon and fireworks. My mother used to tell me it was the hottest day of the year, and I shot out like a firecracker.
My personality is passionate, my attitude is intense. I explore the world of Wally through art and writing. I am led by the ebb and tide of the moon as well as by the wise, wonderful, wacky people who I meet along the way. Sometimes I settle for a moment, build a nest and regroup through introspection and spiritual powers until the Power Greater than Myself charges me forward.
Full moons have harassed me my whole life. My earliest memory as a child is being awakened in the middle of the night by a big, bright, yellow moon smiling at me through my window. I was asleep and she actually woke me up with her electric radiance. She stared at me. I stared at her. She smiled; I screamed. My parents ran into the room and stopped in their tracks, alarmed at the big moon face staring into my room. They saw her too! My journey is marked by disturbing dreams and magical muses.
Sixty-four years have passed, and I continue to be electrified by her monthly appearance. I believe that my whole life was determined by that initial shock from that big, bright full moon.
I was living in a very small one-bedroom apartment above a vacant bar in the Old Munichburg area of my hometown, Jefferson City, Missouri. I moved there from Dallas where I had been living for most of the past 40 years. After graduation from high school I swore I would never return to this place of personal pain and frustration. I planned to be here for at the most, 6 months. It has been 12 years and I still feel like a complete alien.
1731 Southwest Blvd., Jefferson City, Missouri
Now I have a huge back yard filled with trees, shrubbery and animals. I love it. I have two roommates whom I cook for daily and am basically in charge of the wear and tear of the upstairs level. I guess you could call me a “house-husband.” It is certainly my calling. I have also been on the Paleo diet for the past two years, encouraged by my daughter, Karen, in order to help me manage the incredible pain I have due to Lumbar’s disease and fibromyalgia. Not only has the pain been decreased significantly, I have lost over 54 pounds of “baby fat.” I feel less an alien and more a pioneer. Hopefully I will learn how to discover something good about being home as I continue “Working Out the Kinks.”