It’s a Tie! … not so fast … we didn’t see it coming

Each year for several years now, Tim and I have had a friendly competition to raise funds for our favorite charity. The Sierra-Cascade Environmental and Resource Fund is the educational charity of the Sierra-Cascade Logging Conference.

Tim and I each paint an original watercolor. We have them professionally framed. Tim donated “Log Dump,” and I donated “Catskinner” to the Sierra-Cascade Environmental and Resource Fund auction.

This year, the Sierra Cascade Logging Conference celebrated 75 years. Tim and I chose subjects that hearken back to the organization’s origins.

Harold Crane of Crane Mills was the first president of the conference. We gained access to the Crane family archives. Back in the day, logs were directly dumped into the sawmill pond. Several viewers made note…you can feel the splash of water. “Log Dump” was inspired by Crane Mills.

At the time of SCLC’s inception, Bill Dennison was a mere teenager. In those early days, his first job in the woods was operating an old D8 Caterpillar tractor with a logging arch. Bill was what is known as a “Catskinner” for a few years before going to college. Bill Dennison has done a great deal in his professional life to benefit forestry education. He is the inspiration for my “Catskinner” entry, which honors how youngsters get their start. Young greenhorns are often trained on old equipment. Several viewers at the conference shared their stories of their first woods jobs operating a Cat to skid logs.

Tim and I like to provide each piece’s history and ensure the bidders know the rules before bidding goes live.

  • The high bidder gets to choose his/her favorite painting.
  • The high bidder may also buy the second piece at the same high bid.
  • If the second piece isn’t taken, it is offered to the runner-up if they meet the high bid price.
  • If it is still not taken, it goes back out, and bidding begins again.

Each scenario has played out over the years.

As we started up the stairs to the stage, Ted James, SCLC Past President, darted past us to the podium to present the Roy Derek Berridge Award mid-way through the night’s activities.

It was a little hard to hear while we waited in the wings for our turn. But it soon became clear that we, Tim and Mary Livingston, were being honored with this award. Well, they sure kept that under wraps!

The Annual Roy Derek Berridge Memorial Award was established in 2001 to be presented to an individual or business that is not directly involved in the annual conference. It is based on a) Display of outstanding performance or assistance to the SCLC, b) Providing extraordinary support or enhancement towards our youths’ education about the forest products industry, or c) Demonstrated efforts toward positive changes in the forest management of our federal and/or private lands.

We didn’t see that coming and are both honored and humbled at the recognition. The natural resource industry is near and dear to our hearts. After a few choked-up words of thanks, we presented our pieces, and the bidding began.

The gavel dropped SOLD, and John Wheeler Logging was the high bidder. Johnny Miller announced that they were buying each auction item at a high bid price. Effectively, they cut out the competition.

Then, without skipping a beat, one of the paintings was donated back out, and the bidders were off competing again for the painting.

This time, Crane Mills was successful in taking home “Log Dump” which was inspired by photos from their family archives.

In total, the paintings raised $18,200 to benefit forestry education. Tim is this year’s winner with “Log Dump,” raising a total of $11,200. My entry, “Catskinner,” raised $7,000.

Congratulations to Tim! I’m his biggest fan!

I’ll return next year, hoping for a little redemption in the 2025 Livingston Art Challenge.

At the Red Tail Publishing Booth where our natural resource books and nature art are featured

Whimsday Bliss – School Visit

I had an outstanding afternoon with the awesome 3rd and 4th grade students of Bella Vista Elementary. Click on any image to bring up a slide show.

Meet Percy

I’d like to introduce you to Percy. He’s a love. The poor little penguin is hatched to a pair of gulls. Don’t worry, Percy has heart, lots of heart.

Growing Percy

Percy is hatched to a gull family. Character development for Percy Learns to Fly. ABTA Products and Publications. Schetter/Livingston 2013

I met Percy through author/educator Patricia Schetter. Patty is an all around awesome gal who has followed her bliss. She is a Behavior Analyst and Autism Specialist and she teaches fellow educators. You can find out more about Patty here.

Percy Learns to fly was the first book I illustrated.  Lucky me! To study for Percy, I went to the San Francisco Zoo and observed the penguins. You see, we don’t have penguins in the wilds of Northern California, so the zoo was pretty much my best option for a hands on look at the movements and behaviors of a penguin.

In Percy Learns to Fly, Percy faces danger.

In Percy Learns to Fly, Percy faces danger.

As I poured over the story and got to know Percy, I fell in love with his personality and strong heart. Percy teaches a lot about persistence and how in the right environment, we too can soar.

So how about you? What’s your environment for bliss?

I’ll have more to post on Percy in the coming days…yes, that’s a tease, so stay tuned!

Mrs. Hatcher comforts Percy after a long day. Percy Learns to Fly

Mrs. Hatcher comforts Percy after a long day. Percy Learns to Fly

Pursuing Bliss

It’s been a pretty full summer as I have been pursuing bliss. Just over a year ago I signed up for an outstanding online course and critique group over at Make Your Splashes, Make Your Marks.  Through this awesome course with Mark Mitchell I connected up with Picture Book Academy.

 Growing in bliss is addicting!

One final plug about pursuing bliss, don’t miss Marsha and Mira’s Best Character-Driven Contest!!

Best of luck to you all!

Author’s Day at Lumberjack Fiesta

We had a great time at the 66th Annual Lumberjack Fiesta in McCloud, CA.

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Catching Bliss

Have you ever noticed that children left to their own devices will gravitate toward an activity to capture bliss?
No one has to tell them to use a crayon to draw upon the walls or that when paper tears it makes a cool sound. They are fully capable of finding these pleasures all on their own.

Curiosity and discoveries fill their hearts and open the world.

Our youngest was the most prolific scribbler of walls. He loved to draw on paper, but what he relished most was a simple wall canvas.
What must have gone through his mind when I grumbled while cleaning the walls before selling the house?

I hope he knows we saved his paper art. He must, because in his home, his children have an art table at the ready for spontaneous creations.

So today, as we celebrate his birthday, we can only speculate what wonders of bliss his children will reveal to their dad and mom.

Happy Birthday Stephen
With love,
Mom

– By Stephen Livingston (age 5 years)

 

Granddaughter’s Note

Grandchildren are purveyors of bliss. In my office, just below the window side of my desk, the backside of a dry-erase board is visible. The dry-erase board is facing the wall to protect it.

Okay, I know, I can take a picture of it, and I have taken a picture. The picture does preserve the memory. But a picture, though it may be worth a thousand words, can never take the place of my granddaughter’s note to her grandpa and me.

Grand Thing One wrote an wonderful “Rainbow Note” to Grandma and Grandpa. Fresh out of Kindergarten and on the way to first grade, here is Grand Thing One’s “Rainbow Note”

During a visit when Grand Thing One had just completed Kindergarten, she spontaneously wrote a note to us on the whiteboard from my office. She changed out color markers as she pleased, and the adorned the note with an illustration of herself with Grandma, Grandpa, and Tom Dog. (Tom Dog is her daddy’s dog.) The lovely note, exactly as written is in the picture. Here is how she read it to us:

“I Love Grandma and Grandpa. Your dogs are cute, I love them too. I love to read with you and they make me laugh. It is funny. I love to stay up with you, it makes me happy to stay up with you. When I see the sunshine it makes me sing about you. You fill my heart with love. I do not want to leave. I want to stay right here. I will not move. It was nice to see you but it was fun with you. Good-bye, I will see you soon. Good-bye, I love you, good-bye.”

 A straight line from her house to ours is 1350 miles. She is in 2nd grade now. I think I will send her some stationary, addressed envelopes and stamps. We Google Hangout often, and we call, but a nice note from little hands is a moment of bliss a grandma cannot resist.

As you see, I have a picture, but I do not, and never will, have the heart to erase her letter. So, all of you people out there in blog land, someone must know how to preserve this dry-erase message.

Is there a spray? Can the surface be laminated? Do I leave it as is and just pray nothing happens? Do I buy multiple dry-erase boards and experiment?

Your suggestions are welcome in this grandma’s desire to preserve bliss.