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Four Years Later….January 8…..

…and we have learned nothing. We still kill with guns, we don’t deal with mental health issues. Four years ago three of us set up a website to look at the Tucson shootings. Suzan Drury, Anne Lockard (who is gone, but her indomitable spirit is with us every day), and myself to showcase healing art. You can name a hiking trail, a playground, or a new courthouse for one of the victims, but that doesn’t bring them back. What happened will always hurt. I have lost customers for Marble-T Design because of my stand on gun control. I am a firm believer in the Constitution – it is a remarkable document. But I also firmly believe that the National Rifle Association has co-opted rationality concerning guns and background checks. Just because “criminals will find a way to get guns anyway” doesn’t mean we don’t have background checks. And we are so far away from any rational dialogue on this.

But this isn’t a rant about gun control, although it very easily could be. Sarah Garrecht Gassen wrote an editorial today in the Arizona Daily Star that talks about how we refer to the victims of the shootings. They are not “lost,” they are “taken.” Here’s an excerpt:

So let’s follow Patricia Maisch’s lead and be more honest with our language in how we talk about guns. She’s the person who got the second clip away from the Tucson shooter before he could reload. She’s fought for gun law reform and watched as politicians have failed to stand up to the gun lobby. She hasn’t been shy in her disgust, and she speaks for a lot of us.

We talked on Tuesday afternoon. “Time flies whether you’re having fun or not. It’s always an emotional time of the year. I just think, how unforgivable it is that this could have happened,” she said.

Maisch doesn’t sugarcoat. She’s working diligently for law reforms. But four years in, something that’s fused into the sorrow and the anger gnaws at her: how we talk about gun violence.

She’s on a mission to change the words. “The horrible takings,” is how she talks about the people who have been killed with a gun.

“These people aren’t ‘lost.’ They’re never going to be found. They’ve been taken.”

If you would like to see artwork focused on healing, you can visit Art from the Heart. Here’s my piece, again controversial. Most of the comments I had was that the shooter was mentally ill, that it wasn’t politics that caused him to kill. And thus was ended what could have been a productive dialogue about the state of mental illness and access to guns. I already know some of you will stop becoming readers and customers. Because of this wonderful Constitution of ours, I support your right to do that.

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You can read about my thoughts constructing the piece here. Ultimately the processing from the shootings has led to me pondering our lack of ability to discuss issues calmly, and now I have based the first in a series of novels on what happens when we can’t  – or won’t – talk to each other.

In Memoriam: Queen Punk Anne


Anne Huskey-Lockard went to Heaven today. One more beauty in the flower bed of Heaven. Anne was known to so many of us on the Fiber Pirate list as Queen Punk Anne. She would gladly hoist a grog, swear like the proverbial sailor, take on a Tea Party troll and tear him apart, and create some of the most beautiful, most meaningful art. She loved her “budgies,” created a gorgeous book on her little friend Milo, and chatted us up all the time via Facebook.

I’m quite the introvert, and Facebook has enabled me to come out of my shell and meet and chat with folks all around the world. I never would have met Anne otherwise. She helped set up our Art from the Heart site after the January 8 shootings in Tucson. She created a beautiful work of art for the site that you can see here. She collected everything for her mixed media; she was asking about slide mounts one day on Fiber Pirates, and I mentioned I was cleaning out my slides – I ended up sending her about 300 mounts for unknown projects. She got my blue high school sweater, washed and shrunk it, loved the fact that it was Maple Leaf colors, and proceeded to make slippers out of it.

We would talk over how to make our Zazzle and Cafe Press shops profitable; Anne at least had some really cool stuff to sell, all based on her artwork. We shared our many liberal ideas, all via Internet. Anne was like a close friend you never met in person.

No more gorgeous sunrise photos, no more glorious flowers. No more tales of the budgies. No more travels with the John Deere, dressed in Doc Martins. No more memories and jazz from New Orleans. No more great Halloween photos.

But Anne had faith, a really strong, steadfast faith. She knew she would continue life on another plane. She found a new calling in creating liturgical garments – absolute beauty to celebrate the Lord. Now she is no doubt asking God for the John Deere to maneuver those clouds into some semblance of order, raising a glass when she’s done, and looking after all of us.

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Dearest Anne, I will miss you.

Linda and Milo

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