Sappho: Languishing in the Village

Sappho thinks she’s been languishing in the summer heat at the Village a bit too long. Her art and design classes have been instructional, and she has had a few conversations with Number 6 privately in his bungalow and over tea at the Village Bistro. Her vision seems to be tainted now with rose colored glasses. image Sappho went to visit Dr. M. in her bungalow to help Sappho with the dilemma of separating illusion from reality and was instructed by Dr M. to contemplate a ‘daily create’ challenge. Dr. M. advised daily contemplation of the following adage ‘Interrupt the flowerbeds and finality will follow’. Sappho was able to transpose nouns in this adage and create a mash-up artwork at the Village Studio to help give her a more expansive view of her changing perspectives during her stay at the Village.   image

Sappho compared her artwork with that of some of her compatriots over a midsummer Village dinner and found that her ideas differed vastly. She still could not maintain ‘design integrity’, a seeming requirement for success in Village life. Dr. M. had even created a sample artwork to help the many Village patients who were dealing with multiple realities.

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Sappho was still mainly interested in still photography and writing; although, Village preferences favored the mesmerizing gif format. She understood the gif persuasion – especially its hypnotic qualities which left Villagers in the trance-like state so advantageous to Number 2. She decided to rent a penny farthing at the Village rental shop by the beach and take a day trip to the Bovine County Fairy Tale Fest. The question was whether she could actually escape the Village for a spell or not.

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Credits

All writing by @janweb3

Mash-up art by @janweb3

Second flower mash-up art by Mariana Funes

Jim Groom glasses and penny- farthing gif by John Johnston

What happened to the Boos?

 

A cropped version of a photo on Flickr, here.

A cropped version of a photo on Flickr, here.

Many of you who are familiar with the Burgeron family know of the family ghosts, Mama Boo and Little Boo. See here for a post about Mama Boo that has a link to another about Little Boo.

In that post, Mama Boo says she’s not gonna tell us what happened to them or how they became ghosts because she says all that matters is that they’re still around and hanging out with the family and having fun and singing and such, so why dwell on how they got there? But really, how can she think we’re going to just rest with that? There have been rumours ever since she and Little Boo showed up, so many years ago that few can now remember when it was. It was all so hush hush at the time that no one seems to have written down what happened, and now those who can remember aren’t around anymore.

Some say the Boos drowned in the floods of ’57, but that makes no sense because we know they were around before that. At least, that’s what I heard from someone who said she heard it from one of the family members, who heard it from his grandpa, who said he distinctly remembered them being around during the war to end all wars.

Some say they succumbed to that god-awful flu that wiped out so many people during that god-awful war, but so did several members of the family, and why were the Boos the only ones to hang on as ghosts? Others say they died in an accident involving the family still, and the strength of that backwoods brew kept them going as ghosts for the foreseeable future. Well maybe, but then why aren’t the rest of the Burgerons who took some mighty big draughts of that stuff while alive also ghosts after they passed on?

I got no answers here, only rumours and unasnwered questions. Somehow we gotta get that Mama Boo talking.

Rumour UPDATED / cow abduction by aliens

Has the top-illusional site AREA 106 something to do with the alleged cow abduction?

Has the top-illusional site AREA 106 something to do with the alleged cow abduction?

Rumour has it that in the last century in the 50th aliens abducted a cow from the Burgeron farm. Maybe more information will surface in the coming days.

Some time ago a news station made a short documentary about the rumor of a cow abduction from the Burgerons’ farm. Some original footage of the actual abduction (made with a prototype of the GIF-a-Chrome camera) had surfaced and was used in this documentary.

It’s available at YouTube

Nana Lou’s Fall From Grace

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Image created at the Newspaper Clipping Generator

Nana Lou’s Fall From Grace is reposted from DS106 Daily Create TDC889 “Rumors of Bovine County”.


Well, it’s coming up yet again.  Can’t this little blemish in my past ever go away? I’ve remained silent all these years, but Bovine County just won’t let it go.  Maybe I will finally have to give in and share the whole story at the #burgeron106  family reunion gathering for my 100th birthday. What other surprises might be in store for those folks who decide to stick around this summer.

Rumors of Bovine County

 

Gnomes At Nana Lou's

Burgeron Gnomes hanging out at Nana Lou’s place. (Remix image by Rochelle Lockridge licensed CC by SA, Gnome images from Brent Moore)

Over at that DS106 Daily Create (TDC889) yesterday folks were prompted to:

Tell a story that is whispered in Bovine County. Make it ART.

Miss Cris Crissman / @Cris2B Twitter shared this little ditty. My Grandson Don was able to snap the pic above this morning.  I’m betting that happy gnome on the log in front of my place is drinking some of that Burgeron Backwoods Brew we made a few weeks back.  If Don keeps sharing it with the cows and now the Gnomes, we’re not going to have any left for the reunion party at the end of August.


Going Bovine

There was something unusual about the garden gnome stationed near the peonies at the Burgeron family home. His eyes seemed to follow you around like those of a bad ancestral portrait. And that look on his face, well, could it be disgust? I’m definitely posting his pix on Instagram.

Whoa! How’d I trip? That was quite a wallop. If I didn’t know better I’d say that funky little fat creature didn’t like having his picture made . . .

And that’s how the rumors of the grumpy gnome at the Burgeron’s place began.

With apologies to Libba Bray, Going Bovine