<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794</id><updated>2011-08-02T20:51:56.818-06:00</updated><category term='Number Three &quot;The Carpenter&quot;'/><category term='Number Five &quot;The Girls&quot;'/><category term='The final image for &quot;The Saint&quot;'/><category term='Number Eight &quot;The Leper&quot;'/><category term='Number Six &quot;The Advocate&quot;'/><category term='Number Seven &quot;The Healer&quot;'/><category term='Number Nine &quot;The Saint&quot;'/><category term='Number Two &quot;33&quot;'/><category term='Number Four &quot;The Boys&quot;'/><category term='Number One &quot;23&quot;'/><title type='text'>Molokai's Damien</title><subtitle type='html'>In less than 16 years time, one man made a world of a difference to people who were abandoned and left to die</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-5411449566169217449</id><published>2009-08-30T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:28:26.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number One &quot;23&quot;'/><title type='text'>"23"</title><content type='html'>Often, the hardest part of any project is STARTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SeaYQKarZGI/AAAAAAAAG1g/nEM_xnbPkxg/s1600-h/DSCN1265+copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325111012853769314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SeaYQKarZGI/AAAAAAAAG1g/nEM_xnbPkxg/s400/DSCN1265+copy.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, start I did. The initial stages of the first piece with a photo transfer onto the canvas (coated with an acrylic ground). This young man was 23 years old when this photo was taken. He was still a Brother then and it was not long before he embarked on his journey to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SeaYIAZVRnI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/kRzF5M2JItk/s1600-h/DSCN1281+copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325110872724817522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SeaYIAZVRnI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/kRzF5M2JItk/s400/DSCN1281+copy.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is about more than halfway through completion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here is my artist statement for this project:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when you were 23 years old? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of us, even when we reach the age of 30 are not sure of what we want to do with our lives. We wait for that crystallized moment in time hoping to finally figure out why you were put on this planet to begin with. For many of us, that moment never comes with any kind of conviction or clarity and we spend most of our lives stumbling through it with a certain degree of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, at 23 years of age having such a strong calling to become a priest (or a vocation), that you leave your small town and family to sail halfway across the world to a place that couldn’t be any more opposite than where you came from. Talk about leaving your comfort zone! Most of us labor over trivial things such as deciding what to order off of a menu, or what to wear that day. In this day and age, people can commit to a tattoo more readily than they can a vocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 15, 2009 marks a 120 years since Father Damien’s death (now Blessed Damien and soon to be St. Damien). Unless you were raised by a pack of wolves, you already know that he died of leprosy. Did you know that he was only 49 years old when he died? So very young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien left Belgium to sail to Hawaii in November, 1863. He was still a Brother, not yet a priest. He was 23 years old. On March 19, 1864, he arrived in Honolulu, Hawaii. He ‘celebrated’ a birthday during that journey. I figure, that’s FOUR long months of an ocean voyage to get from point “A” to point “B”! I can’t even begin to imagine what kind of a journey that must’ve been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I grew up on Molokai and lived just above the Kalaupapa Peninsula that lepers were banished to back in Damien’s day, I felt compelled to honor this man’s life work. The connection to him, for me is very strong. Until you visit this peninsula and the island, it is impossible to get a full grasp of what he accomplished. In so little time! Most people outside of Hawaii and Belgium know very little about this man’s remarkable life. I hope to at least raise the level of awareness for some of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager, Gavin Dawes published a life story on Damien, called “The Holy Man”. It was the first publication about Damien’s life. When I read this book (as a teenager), I wept. Profusely wept. I wept because it made me realize the extent of this man’s compassion and how far he was willing to go in order to make a difference in the lives of the people that were banished and abandoned to Kalawao (a district on the Kalaupapa peninsula).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 11, 2009, he will be canonized in Rome as a saint. Those of us from Hawaii and Belgium are quite jubilant about this (and that really is an understatement).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating nine pieces of art that commemorates this man’s life is a challenging project. There is only access to a limited amount of images of Damien throughout his life and everyone has seen them all. My approach is to use the images that many of us are already familiar with and give them my own twist. It is a visual outline of his life and his work. It is my hope that I impart to the viewer a greater sense of the enormity of his work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-5411449566169217449?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/5411449566169217449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/5411449566169217449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/5411449566169217449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/23.html' title='&quot;23&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SeaYQKarZGI/AAAAAAAAG1g/nEM_xnbPkxg/s72-c/DSCN1265+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-6002164308731339487</id><published>2009-08-30T15:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:35:22.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number One &quot;23&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image for "23"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7zRg66gI/AAAAAAAAACI/bKsl9YEevN8/s1600-h/23+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7zRg66gI/AAAAAAAAACI/bKsl9YEevN8/s320/23+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image for "23"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-6002164308731339487?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/6002164308731339487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/6002164308731339487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/6002164308731339487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-23.html' title='Final Image for &quot;23&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7zRg66gI/AAAAAAAAACI/bKsl9YEevN8/s72-c/23+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-5736829753388173975</id><published>2009-08-29T15:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:20:43.449-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Two &quot;33&quot;'/><title type='text'>"33"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ9IZaq0sI/AAAAAAAAHrI/WoW-o1HouVQ/s1600-h/topo+transfer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364487689366852290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ9IZaq0sI/AAAAAAAAHrI/WoW-o1HouVQ/s400/topo+transfer.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second piece in the series of  nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this series, I am using a variety of transfer processes. You name it, and I've probably employed that transfer process in one of my paintings in this series. This is an old topography map of the Kalaupapa peninsula that I've transferred onto the canvas. The canvas was primed, then coated with an acrylic ground. The image was printed on "Sheer Heaven" paper, then transferred onto the canvas. After that, I start to bring up the image that I transferred by using colored pencils, oil sticks and acrylic paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ9C1D10II/AAAAAAAAHrA/PeJtBWBM72M/s1600-h/Damien+skin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364487593708081282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ9C1D10II/AAAAAAAAHrA/PeJtBWBM72M/s400/Damien+skin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called a 'skin transfer'. This is a toner based copy of Damien when he was 33 years old. In doing this transfer method, a toner based copy has to be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ88mAvp4I/AAAAAAAAHq4/PYzA6o5U30Q/s1600-h/thirtythree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364487486589347714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ88mAvp4I/AAAAAAAAHq4/PYzA6o5U30Q/s400/thirtythree.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elements are starting to come together, but I'm not anywhere done at the stage you see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 33 years of age, Damien had been on the Big Island since his arrival in Hawaii. He accomplished a lot in the ten years he was there. During the Holy Week of Easter in 1873, he went to Maui to attend a dedication of a new church. The Bishop was looking for several priests to volunteer going to the Leper Colony on Molokai as there was much work to be done there. The thought was that he would recruit several priests and they would be there on a rotational basis. Damien volunteered and soon, he and the Bishop sailed over to the Kalaupapa Peninsula. He arrived there with just the clothes on his back, his Holy Cross and a breviary (a prayer book). That was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Damien never left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-5736829753388173975?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/5736829753388173975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/33.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/5736829753388173975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/5736829753388173975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/33.html' title='&quot;33&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SnJ9IZaq0sI/AAAAAAAAHrI/WoW-o1HouVQ/s72-c/topo+transfer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-7568440521890177176</id><published>2009-08-29T15:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:36:21.364-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Two &quot;33&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Final Image for "33"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7d2ZRGVI/AAAAAAAAACA/s1yddvvv6oc/s1600-h/33+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7d2ZRGVI/AAAAAAAAACA/s1yddvvv6oc/s320/33+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image for "33"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-7568440521890177176?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/7568440521890177176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-33.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7568440521890177176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7568440521890177176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-33.html' title='The Final Image for &quot;33&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7d2ZRGVI/AAAAAAAAACA/s1yddvvv6oc/s72-c/33+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-184712993227782381</id><published>2009-08-28T15:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:35:41.115-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Three &quot;The Carpenter&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Carpenter</title><content type='html'>Sharing some of the process behind the one called, "The Carpenter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2NYklz7I/AAAAAAAAHuY/wogv8j_8SQg/s1600-h/carpenter+1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369194784317886386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2NYklz7I/AAAAAAAAHuY/wogv8j_8SQg/s400/carpenter+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The under painting. Decisions are made as I go along; I work in a concept and process mode. I have a general idea of where I want to end up, but much is decided upon as I go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2FaZzQBI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/Tx7gM-JEYj4/s1600-h/carpenter+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369194647370547218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2FaZzQBI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/Tx7gM-JEYj4/s400/carpenter+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to put down the content of this piece. One of the skills Damien acquired as a young lad was carpentry. You know, no TV, no video games, no phones...a kid with a lot of energy. It all got channeled by learning all the tricks of the trade in carpentry. I doubt that he thought he would use it as much as he did later on in life. But, he did. And then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom image in this painting is a photo taken about 3 years after he got there. The three buildings above it was the church (St. Philomena). It was built the year before he got there and after Father Damien arrived in 1973, he added on and then added on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that suffer from leprosy often do not have full use of their hands or legs- because leprosy is much like a rotting disease (an oversimplification). Death came almost daily. Those that died were buried in shallow graves because if you are sick, how can you bury a fellow human being if you physically can't? Father Damien was horrified to witness the wild pigs coming along and uprooting these shallow graves and...well you can guess without my saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the first six years that Damien was at Kalaupapa (Kalawao), he dug most of the graves and built most of the coffins for 1,600 people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2AZGOyEI/AAAAAAAAHuI/sV_c__iZTYU/s1600-h/carpenter+3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369194561120684098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2AZGOyEI/AAAAAAAAHuI/sV_c__iZTYU/s400/carpenter+3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And, he built over 300 homes and structures in the 16 years that he was there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM14djtv_I/AAAAAAAAHuA/vsLqOm9l7VQ/s1600-h/carpenter+4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369194424879136754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM14djtv_I/AAAAAAAAHuA/vsLqOm9l7VQ/s400/carpenter+4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A bit staggering, in my opinion!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-184712993227782381?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/184712993227782381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/carpenter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/184712993227782381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/184712993227782381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/carpenter.html' title='The Carpenter'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SoM2NYklz7I/AAAAAAAAHuY/wogv8j_8SQg/s72-c/carpenter+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-3044311079811067811</id><published>2009-08-28T15:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:31:54.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Three &quot;The Carpenter&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image for "The Carpenter"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7BnY1WFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bjF_kXlNq8s/s1600-h/The+Carpenter+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7BnY1WFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bjF_kXlNq8s/s320/The+Carpenter+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image of "The Carpenter" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-3044311079811067811?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/3044311079811067811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-carpenter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/3044311079811067811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/3044311079811067811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-carpenter.html' title='Final Image for &quot;The Carpenter&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM7BnY1WFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bjF_kXlNq8s/s72-c/The+Carpenter+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-7076825806554615473</id><published>2009-08-27T15:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:19:58.227-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Four &quot;The Boys&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Boys</title><content type='html'>"The Boys" is next in the series that I am working on that outlines Damien's work on Molokai. His story is worth telling because he brought more than hope and compassion to the 600-800 people that were literally banished to the Kalaupapa peninsula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear and ignorance can easily separate us from our sense of humanity. Leprosy was spreading at an epidemic rate in Hawaii. There was no CDC at that time and the State Board of Health was the state agency responsible for making decisions as to how to handle this rapidly spreading epidemic. The solution to anyone diagnosed with the disease was to send them off to the Kalaupapa peninsula. This included children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocOI7iZrzI/AAAAAAAAHvI/5RbF9TYZ-ZA/s1600-h/underpainting.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370276627246329650" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocOI7iZrzI/AAAAAAAAHvI/5RbF9TYZ-ZA/s400/underpainting.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Once again, the under painting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocOCoQJukI/AAAAAAAAHvA/ETKcshkCaGw/s1600-h/the+boys+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370276518990297666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocOCoQJukI/AAAAAAAAHvA/ETKcshkCaGw/s400/the+boys+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.calsk8.com/zeitgeist/acrylicgeltransfers.htm" style="color: #000066;"&gt;gel transfer&lt;/a&gt; of a young group of boys who were already residents of Kalaupapa. At this stage, I am making decisions about the composition. Other parts of the image had already been removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the text that is incorporated into this piece:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Father came to take me home from school. But instead of taking&lt;br /&gt;me to the Kalihi Receiving Station immediately like the principal&lt;br /&gt;said they should, my parents took me home. The whole family cried,&lt;br /&gt;including my father. The next day my father took me downtown and&lt;br /&gt;bought me a new suit. It was my first suit of clothes-they were so nice.&lt;br /&gt;I looked good. I had never had clothes like that before because we were&lt;br /&gt;poor. So I wore that suit of clothes to the Kalihi Receiving Station. Even&lt;br /&gt;though we were poor, my father said he wanted me to be dressed&lt;br /&gt;nicely when I was taken to Kalihi to be declared a leper. They took my&lt;br /&gt;picture for the official record of the Board of Health wearing that new&lt;br /&gt;suit of clothes. When the picture was taken, my father broke down again&lt;br /&gt;and cried.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I became a leper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocN6obIj1I/AAAAAAAAHu4/Yt_eRJeRHNk/s1600-h/six+year+old+boy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370276381597405010" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocN6obIj1I/AAAAAAAAHu4/Yt_eRJeRHNk/s400/six+year+old+boy.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 186px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;This is the young man that this text refers to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He was six years old.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(to see more, click on "Older Posts" at the bottom of the page)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-7076825806554615473?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/7076825806554615473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/boys.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7076825806554615473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7076825806554615473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/boys.html' title='The Boys'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SocOI7iZrzI/AAAAAAAAHvI/5RbF9TYZ-ZA/s72-c/underpainting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-7696808105636671377</id><published>2009-08-27T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:29:52.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Four &quot;The Boys&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image for "The Boys"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6lnDueMI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sntxta0IAQE/s1600-h/The+Boys+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6lnDueMI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sntxta0IAQE/s320/The+Boys+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image of "The Boys" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-7696808105636671377?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/7696808105636671377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7696808105636671377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7696808105636671377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-boys.html' title='Final Image for &quot;The Boys&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6lnDueMI/AAAAAAAAABw/Sntxta0IAQE/s72-c/The+Boys+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-2805477867000809012</id><published>2009-08-26T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:32:40.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Five &quot;The Girls&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So9ABWchfgI/AAAAAAAAHwA/zMKTWh-Zv5o/s1600-h/girls+underpainting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So9ABWchfgI/AAAAAAAAHwA/zMKTWh-Zv5o/s400/girls+underpainting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372583272425553410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I start with an under painting or a background painting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So8_9HJ9M4I/AAAAAAAAHv4/hEbxTKT16jk/s1600-h/lauhala+skin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So8_9HJ9M4I/AAAAAAAAHv4/hEbxTKT16jk/s400/lauhala+skin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372583199601668994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the back side of a gel skin image of the hala (pandanus or screw pine) tree. It was the only shelter Damien had his first few weeks at the peninsula. He slept under it at night. Here, I am painting and adding color to the image as it will show through from the back. Additional painting is done on the flip side too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So8_3hi-fPI/AAAAAAAAHvw/cDAgU8nmk1I/s1600-h/girls+glimpse+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So8_3hi-fPI/AAAAAAAAHvw/cDAgU8nmk1I/s400/girls+glimpse+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372583103606717682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The significance of including this tree with the young girls is that the children that were sent to the Kalaupapa Peninsula were torn from their families. They were young and vulnerable and fell prey to the older and stronger adults there. Not long after he arrived, he soon brought law and order to the population and essentially, became the parent and guardian to these abandoned children. I cannot even begin to imagine how a parent would've felt having their 6 year old child taken from them and banished to the peninsula, let alone how the child would've felt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He formed a girl's choir which became very popular with the residents. And, over time, he built a home for the boys and a home for the girls; giving them the shelter and protection that they needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-2805477867000809012?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/2805477867000809012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/2805477867000809012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/2805477867000809012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls.html' title='The Girls'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/So9ABWchfgI/AAAAAAAAHwA/zMKTWh-Zv5o/s72-c/girls+underpainting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-2310513928632723733</id><published>2009-08-26T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:28:08.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Five &quot;The Girls&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image for "The Girls"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6JxeTDHI/AAAAAAAAABo/0H6Tjio_5oQ/s1600-h/The+Girls+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6JxeTDHI/AAAAAAAAABo/0H6Tjio_5oQ/s320/The+Girls+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image of "The Girls" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-2310513928632723733?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/2310513928632723733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/09/final-image-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/2310513928632723733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/2310513928632723733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/09/final-image-for.html' title='Final Image for &quot;The Girls&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM6JxeTDHI/AAAAAAAAABo/0H6Tjio_5oQ/s72-c/The+Girls+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-1542373268535680330</id><published>2009-08-25T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:22:40.721-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Six &quot;The Advocate&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Advocate</title><content type='html'>If one were to write a job description for all that Damien did, somewhere near or at the top of the list would be, 'advocate'. He wrote numerous letters fervently and often. He wrote to the State Board of Health. He wrote to his superiors in the Diocese. Some made enough of a difference to nudge the powers that be. I'm sure, often, he felt that his letters fell on deaf ears. He persisted, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwtU7eKFI/AAAAAAAAHxU/eOyJx-9efv4/s1600-h/letter-3+copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199754444286034" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwtU7eKFI/AAAAAAAAHxU/eOyJx-9efv4/s400/letter-3+copy.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this letter to the Board of Health dated December 6, 1877, he wrote: "You are aware that for the general welfare of the lepers I have sacrificed my health and all I have in this world...Your most humble and obedient servant, J. Damien, Catholic Priest." (excerpt taken from "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lands of Father Damien&lt;/span&gt;" by James H. Brocker: p. 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwlfBj01I/AAAAAAAAHxM/2_xdIMkIWfk/s1600-h/advocate+underpainting.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199619715224402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwlfBj01I/AAAAAAAAHxM/2_xdIMkIWfk/s400/advocate+underpainting.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the background painting for "The Advocate". There is intent in all the color choices that I have made for each in this series of nine pieces. I pre-selected all of the colors that I had intended to use in this series, set them out and restrained from pulling other colors out as I worked. This makes the series more cohesive as a group, yet still lending a sense of individuality for each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwf1MPEpI/AAAAAAAAHxE/raCPx2LfaF8/s1600-h/advocate+prep.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199522586366610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwf1MPEpI/AAAAAAAAHxE/raCPx2LfaF8/s400/advocate+prep.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I am using skin or gel transfers again and making composition decisions as to the layout of the piece and how I want it to look when I am done. The image I used here was done by artist, Edward Clifford who came all the way from England in December of 1888 to pay his last respects to the dying priest. In this image (which was created within 6 months of Damien's death), all signs of leprosy were left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien wrote countless letters. What letters survived are in the state archives of Hawaii (and I imagine some are in Belgium). Because of Damien's activism and letter writing campaign, he did raise the level of awareness to the public. Many from around the world were moved by his work and dedication. Some would send him money and before any authorities could tell him what to do with it, he would buy clothes and shoes for the children there. Or food. Or building supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwa5-733I/AAAAAAAAHw8/jfEE-l5Dgfw/s1600-h/advocate+glimpse.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199437973413746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwa5-733I/AAAAAAAAHw8/jfEE-l5Dgfw/s400/advocate+glimpse.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'snippet' of the final image with the letter incorporated into the piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-1542373268535680330?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/1542373268535680330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/advocate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1542373268535680330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1542373268535680330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/advocate.html' title='The Advocate'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpFwtU7eKFI/AAAAAAAAHxU/eOyJx-9efv4/s72-c/letter-3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-7879270230569015446</id><published>2009-08-25T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:26:06.744-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Six &quot;The Advocate&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image for "The Advocate"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5rFR5CmI/AAAAAAAAABg/FE14tINyOAQ/s1600-h/The+Advocate+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5rFR5CmI/AAAAAAAAABg/FE14tINyOAQ/s320/The+Advocate+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The completed image of "The Advocate" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-7879270230569015446?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/7879270230569015446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-advocate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7879270230569015446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7879270230569015446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-advocate.html' title='Final Image for &quot;The Advocate&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5rFR5CmI/AAAAAAAAABg/FE14tINyOAQ/s72-c/The+Advocate+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-8892290450373306073</id><published>2009-08-24T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:25:45.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Seven &quot;The Healer&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Healer</title><content type='html'>I think there were many people wondering about the specific process to this image (I had posted it on Facebook). So, here's a bit more detail about the process:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first image is an ink jet print of an image of a leper. I wanted to use an image that really gave a close up of the disfigurement of the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ink jet image was then given further tweaks by hand coloring in areas with colored pencils (Berol Prismacolor). It was important to capture all the details of the disfigurement. After this, I then made a color laser copy of the image and coated it with self-leveling clear tar gel. When it was dry, I soaked the paper off of the back of the image to yield an acrylic skin of just the image. I ended up doing this twice because the first time, I scrubbed the image too much and lost a lot of detail. In addition to that, there were bubbles that had formed that went unnoticed until it was too late. Re-dos happen a lot sometimes in this kind of process!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPlV3ydDI/AAAAAAAAHzk/Wxmxd3_qebU/s1600-h/healer+1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374007758304736306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPlV3ydDI/AAAAAAAAHzk/Wxmxd3_qebU/s400/healer+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank canvas (already gessoed) with first layer of paint going on it. There is also a special layer of acrylic to help the paint disperse more in a watercolor-like fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPfxbo9YI/AAAAAAAAHzc/bWS8PB4fuH8/s1600-h/healer+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374007662623651202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPfxbo9YI/AAAAAAAAHzc/bWS8PB4fuH8/s400/healer+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few layers. By now I've done some additional tweaking and bringing out the more subtle elements of the paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPWM6xHgI/AAAAAAAAHzU/GX341-kGbVg/s1600-h/healer+3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374007498203274754" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPWM6xHgI/AAAAAAAAHzU/GX341-kGbVg/s400/healer+3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this step, I am creating a special substrate to place the skin of the face on. I used a soft modeling paste and used the skin as a reference as to where I wanted the nose and lips to be. The substrate was so thick that it took about two weeks for it to dry all the way through! I had to score the back of it to let air get to the very middle. You can also see that this is the skin that I had scrubbed too much of the image off of and if you click on the image to get a closer view, you will see where the unwanted bubbles landed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPQIPjhFI/AAAAAAAAHzM/zioh3ramZSM/s1600-h/healer+4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374007393869071442" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPQIPjhFI/AAAAAAAAHzM/zioh3ramZSM/s400/healer+4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I am gluing, or adhering the skin to the substrate. I attached just the nose and the bridge of the nose area first and let it dry. Then I went back in and did the rest. In this step, I got over zealous about moving forward and used the WRONG product to glue my image down with! I used a matte medium which gave the image a cloudy, milky kind of look. UGH! I meant to use the semi-gloss gel which dries transparent. This meant that I had to go back over the surface of the image with colored pencils and oils sticks to bring forward the details that I had lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpNhkUUG1cI/AAAAAAAAHyE/6pmykMl6vmQ/s1600-h/healer+5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373746056939361730" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpNhkUUG1cI/AAAAAAAAHyE/6pmykMl6vmQ/s400/healer+5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is the re-worked image. There are still the 'bandages' that will be wrapped around the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpNhdGFLEyI/AAAAAAAAHx8/v9IdVE2VIHU/s1600-h/healer+6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373745932859544354" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpNhdGFLEyI/AAAAAAAAHx8/v9IdVE2VIHU/s400/healer+6.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this image, "The Healer" because on a daily basis, Father Damien cleaned and changed the bandages of the lepers. He was horrified that the residents were left to their own with no personnel to give medicine and keep the gaping wounds clean and bandaged. Some patients would have large chunks of their sides or limbs or digits rotted away and full of maggots and infection. The disease of leprosy also affects the nerve endings to the areas of affliction. There is no physical pain that can be sensed in the areas of the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a letter to his parents in August 1873 (just several months after he got there), he wrote, "My greatest pleasure is to serve the Lord in his poor sick children rejected by other people." And, in another letter in 1874, he wrote, "In tears I sow the good seed among my poor lepers. From morning to night, I am amidst heartbreaking physical and moral misery. Still, I try to appear gay, so as to rise the courage of my patients."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily, he strove to not only heal their wounds, but their spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to visually convey how horrific this disease looks. I wanted you, the viewer to experience first hand the reaction you might feel had this been a face in the flesh. I know that I had achieved what I was going for when my son (who is nearly 18 years old) and his friends visibly retract when seeing this image for the first time. I invite them to touch it and they find it difficult to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And in that retraction, lies the magnitude of how shallow our compassion really is when we thought otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-8892290450373306073?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/8892290450373306073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/healer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/8892290450373306073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/8892290450373306073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/healer.html' title='The Healer'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpRPlV3ydDI/AAAAAAAAHzk/Wxmxd3_qebU/s72-c/healer+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-4131311693997759437</id><published>2009-08-24T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:24:21.726-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Seven &quot;The Healer&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image of "The Healer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5Cax1Z5I/AAAAAAAAABY/dVrKUr329rY/s1600-h/The+Healer+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5Cax1Z5I/AAAAAAAAABY/dVrKUr329rY/s320/The+Healer+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the completed imaged of "The Healer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-4131311693997759437?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/4131311693997759437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-of-healer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/4131311693997759437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/4131311693997759437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-of-healer.html' title='Final Image of &quot;The Healer&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM5Cax1Z5I/AAAAAAAAABY/dVrKUr329rY/s72-c/The+Healer+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-3774870456147512820</id><published>2009-08-23T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:25:24.914-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Eight &quot;The Leper&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Leper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpmrHgjpyQI/AAAAAAAAH1c/FtjiO0ts9n8/s1600-h/M_leprae_ziehl_nielsen2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375515775730305282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpmrHgjpyQI/AAAAAAAAH1c/FtjiO0ts9n8/s400/M_leprae_ziehl_nielsen2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The culprit. A bacterium, &lt;i&gt;Mycobacterium leprae&lt;/i&gt; (image is from &lt;a href="http://schools-wikipedia.org/wp/l/Leprosy.htm" style="color: #000066;"&gt;Wikipedia's description of leprosy&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1884, just 11 years after his arrival to the peninsula, Father Damien was diagnosed with leprosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spmq2bDvVdI/AAAAAAAAH1U/0I2178so1TE/s1600-h/leprosy+bacterium+skin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375515482196497874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spmq2bDvVdI/AAAAAAAAH1U/0I2178so1TE/s400/leprosy+bacterium+skin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a "skin" of the image by way of the gel transfer method and added more color from the back of the skin. The bacterium isn't really this color. This is a microscope slide image which is treated with a stain to differentiate the cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpmqxBqjoQI/AAAAAAAAH1M/-tFTuxNtzQ8/s1600-h/Damien+before+death.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375515389480640770" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpmqxBqjoQI/AAAAAAAAH1M/-tFTuxNtzQ8/s400/Damien+before+death.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image of Father Damien was taken shortly before he died. The photo was taken by Dr. Sidney Swift who felt that it was important to document this man's death. Shortly before Damien's death, the doctor arrived at the priest's rectory with a box full of glass plates and a camera mounted on a tripod (from "The Lands of Father Damien" by James Brocker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a Lazertran transfer with this image and created a border that should bring to mind the image of blood. Blood that symbolizes the sacrifice he made day in and day out without hesitation. Blood because it is the vehicle for the disease, leprosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this image was taken, the sisters that he had repeatedly asked the Diocese to send to Kalaupapa to help in the care of the patients, had just arrived. As Mother Marianne had said to Damien that, "It took them one month to travel by boat from Syracuse, New York, to Honolulu. From Honolulu, it took 5 years for them to get to Kalaupapa" due to the reluctance of the Diocese. In less than two weeks of their arrival, Damien died on April 15, 1889. He died shortly before Holy Week (Easter). He had hoped to be with his Lord by Easter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this photo of Father Damien that went around the world after he died that became the agent of change that Damien had so hoped for. It was as though in his death, he became the 'poster child' for leprosy. It raised public awareness to such a degree that it finally made a difference for the people of Kalaupapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnTp4dGwGI/AAAAAAAAH1s/rhv5SpAUEjA/s1600-h/leper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375560346725957730" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnTp4dGwGI/AAAAAAAAH1s/rhv5SpAUEjA/s400/leper.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 91px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 179px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a small portion of the completed image that I've named "The Leper". The image of the bacterium is merged with the image of Father Damien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-3774870456147512820?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/3774870456147512820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/leper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/3774870456147512820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/3774870456147512820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/leper.html' title='The Leper'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpmrHgjpyQI/AAAAAAAAH1c/FtjiO0ts9n8/s72-c/M_leprae_ziehl_nielsen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-7190133185467571821</id><published>2009-08-23T15:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T22:21:21.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Eight &quot;The Leper&quot;'/><title type='text'>Final Image of "The Leper"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM4gDJHJgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dgp01N2j8fs/s1600-h/The+Leper+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM4gDJHJgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dgp01N2j8fs/s320/The+Leper+final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the completed image of "The Leper" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-7190133185467571821?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/7190133185467571821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-of-leper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7190133185467571821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/7190133185467571821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-of-leper.html' title='Final Image of &quot;The Leper&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqM4gDJHJgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dgp01N2j8fs/s72-c/The+Leper+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-1023523725956043086</id><published>2009-08-21T21:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:58:36.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number Nine &quot;The Saint&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Saint</title><content type='html'>This photo of Father Damien was taken within a two weeks of his death. The photo was taken by William Brigham. Father Damien's right arm is in a sling made by Mother Marianne from a red silk scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Look at my hands, all the wounds are healing and the crust is becoming black...I have seen so many lepers die, that I cannot be mistaken. Death is not far off. I have seen visions of the good God calling me to celebrate Easter with Him. May God be blessed for it. "&lt;/span&gt; Father Damien, 1889. This quote is taken from the book, "The Lands of Father Damien" by James E. Broker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnqLx1O0I/AAAAAAAAH2M/P2_nDW0Ji5s/s1600-h/saint+1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375582342145719106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnqLx1O0I/AAAAAAAAH2M/P2_nDW0Ji5s/s400/saint+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an ink jet print that I am hand coloring and adding back the detail that is lost by way of the fact that this is a second or third generation print of an image whose exposure wasn't the best, let alone the quality and sharpness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spq43Wq0YFI/AAAAAAAAH2U/RUxggD__H64/s1600-h/Damiens+hand+copy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375812366337597522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spq43Wq0YFI/AAAAAAAAH2U/RUxggD__H64/s400/Damiens+hand+copy.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 290px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 208px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A detail of his hand that I had 'touched up'. Because I still have to make a laser color copy of this image and do a gel transfer from it, I leave the image in an exaggerated state that you see here. Most of the touch up work is done with Berol Prismacolor colored pencils (brand name of the pencil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In making a decision as to which image to choose to represent him in "The Saint", I chose this one because it shows him in the advanced stages of leprosy; a state that he had seen in the residents of the Kalaupapa peninsula every day for 16 years. An important part of the decision is to NOT visually lessen the appearance of the disease. When I began this project, the selection of images via Google in regards to leprosy was not nearly as much as there is at this writing. Interesting, huh? Last night I noted that there was so many more images of people afflicted with leprosy. I'm sure the impending canonization date has a lot to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spnnjdaq6bI/AAAAAAAAH2E/Cw3N1_jCf64/s1600-h/saint+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375582226621327794" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/Spnnjdaq6bI/AAAAAAAAH2E/Cw3N1_jCf64/s400/saint+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, the canvas is being prepared with the background color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnduHbK3I/AAAAAAAAH18/cVO0Ecctqv8/s1600-h/saint+3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375582128024791922" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnduHbK3I/AAAAAAAAH18/cVO0Ecctqv8/s400/saint+3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure that I am satisfied with the gel skin before I adhere it to the canvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnTb_YaBI/AAAAAAAAH10/TMgj79JpYFU/s1600-h/The+Saint+banner.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375581951360526354" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnTb_YaBI/AAAAAAAAH10/TMgj79JpYFU/s400/The+Saint+banner.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 199px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, a snippet of the final image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become a saint, three miracles have to be documented as an intercession of an illness. To find out what the third miracle was click&lt;a href="http://leperpriest.blogspot.com/2009/08/mozlink.html" style="color: #000066;"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; for the video clip that explains what that miracle was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-1023523725956043086?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/1023523725956043086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1023523725956043086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1023523725956043086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/saint.html' title='The Saint'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B7xQGxQyAV8/SpnnqLx1O0I/AAAAAAAAH2M/P2_nDW0Ji5s/s72-c/saint+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8758451586835440794.post-1432728530608546305</id><published>2009-08-21T21:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:15:51.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The final image for &quot;The Saint&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Final Image for "The Saint"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqFmEOZHfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/5F0pDEGEfGs/s1600-h/The+Saint+Final+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqFmEOZHfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/5F0pDEGEfGs/s320/The+Saint+Final+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It is done"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the final and last image in "The Damien Series".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your comments are welcome-I would love to hear what you have to say about this body of work. So, don't be shy and leave me a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahalo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8758451586835440794-1432728530608546305?l=damienofmolokai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/feeds/1432728530608546305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-saint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1432728530608546305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8758451586835440794/posts/default/1432728530608546305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://damienofmolokai.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-image-for-saint.html' title='The Final Image for &quot;The Saint&quot;'/><author><name>Images of the Albuquerque Rail Yards</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SpgyQjwn1ZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4k8QafidI4Q/S220/Paula+Marie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b_sYaAAOEyg/SqFmEOZHfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/5F0pDEGEfGs/s72-c/The+Saint+Final+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
