A lot has happened since the last time I did a blog. I should really try to keep up better, but here goes...
This year has seen some changes starting with cutting my hair. Doesn’t normally seem like much, but those who know me know I have had long hair for over 25 years now… until July 2014. My buddy Jim Norcross finally finished his stylist and then barber schooling and licensing and then landed a chair. I had been thinking about the change for a couple of years actually. Congruently, all the filming for Dark Operations (the Indie Film I acted in and was slated to be a series - DVD available here - which was also written and directed by Jim Norcross) series episodes #2 through #5 to eventually be released on DVD, had finally been done as well - so there were no longer any reasons to keep the hair beyond my own desire. That desire had finally run its course and I decided that “I am not my hair” so off it went. I did not donate it due to assorted state restrictions and paperwork necessary, and because I would have had to have someone else cut it. I wanted to support my friend. I also understand there may be a memorial art piece in the works - which I will post about later as it developed.
Vacation at the Outer Banks then happened, and I will have to do another post sometime to cover the fun photos I did during that.
Calendar is out and for sale
I have also delivered several projects I will need to post about and my calendar is also done so go buy a Mitchell Davidson Bentley 2015 Calendar available here. It includes lunar phases and all kinds of Holidays from traditional and legal to pagan and other major faiths.
Calendar back with previews:
The biggest change
On December 7th, 2014, my father died of complications from a stroke. This has affected me more than I thought it would. My mother died in the early 1980s and frankly, I was closer to her than I ever was with my dad. That one sent me into a tailspin of drinking and denial for at least 10 years. This one is different though, more abstract, yet deep. It has also delayed several projects. I left for California on the 2nd to see him and be there while he left this plane of existence. I played music for him, held his hand occasionally, spoke to him of projects I was working on, and gave him permission to let go. He seemed at peace despite some pain which was managed while under hospice care. We held services for family and friends at the local Episcopal Church, in order to honor his beliefs and the Navy sent an Honor Guard to give him Military Honors and Taps. He was cremated and we did not do a viewing, so we later had him buried at sea, scattering his ashes just off the southern point of Angel Island in San Francisco Bay.
This is leaving me with much to think about and while I had been slowly reaching a point of re-evaluation within, this has now been thrust upon me with depth and urgency. I do not yet know where this will lead me.
Thanks for listening.
More soon on recent projects, I promise.