Summer is pretty much over for almost everyone I know, but it’s only August and there’s a lot of living to do out there for some of us. A drive to Oregon and a visit to my sister in the Willamette Valley took a pleasant week out of my job hunting career. Always up for a good outing, my sister scouted out a really oddball festival which was right up my alley.
I’ve always had a yearning for one of those massive carved bears you see all over the Northwest roadways. They’re sizable and impressive beasts expertly shaped by chainsaw wielding artists. Yes, it’s a Thing and there were going to be three whole days of it! We aimed for Saturday and I hoped to at last score an impressive carving!
So after taking a remote road to somewhere called Blue River, my sister and I arrived just in the middle of a “90 minute Quick Carve” event. Thirteen individuals who were apparently recruited for this particular yearly event, were buzzing around cutting up logs into mermaids, marshmallow-roasting bears, leaping trout and trolls. Since this was a fund raising event, my sister and I spent some cash on hot dogs and snow cones and settled in for the live auction bidding!
These Oregon folks know what they want in chainsaw figures, I’ll say that! And they know what they don’t want – several impressive pieces went wanting for a high enough bidder and out of respect for the artists, the autioneer backed off and refused to sell below a minimum bid. Since I had budgeted about $50 for any possible find, I had to forgo the carved and painted hamburger bench, and I couldn’t bid on the proud, spread-winged eagle.
However, all the artists had lots of work done up previously, and lined up for purchase. This goofy little fellow I ended up with wasn’t quite my fierce grizzly, but then, my front stoop isn’t big enough for one anyways. So Jeremy here is parked on my porch. I didn’t name him, and I don’t remember who did, but if you’re reading this, Naming Person Friend of my Sister – curses on you because I wasn’t going to name him Jeremy! I maybe wasn’t going to even name him at all! But these things have a way of playing out whether I’ve directed them or not, which is why I also have a carved stallion named Brownie in my living room.
Look for new posts as my job search continues. There should be some really exciting posts coming up; for instance – I bought more clear boxes to organize shoes in my closet. And no, my shoes aren’t named. Most of them…aren’t…anyway…