The BHC August Edition by The BHC

An Independent Paper for Springfield, The Ozarks and Beyond

August 2013

The Bare Hand Collective

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From the Publisher. “Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure... Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.” [monologue by Charlie Chaplin from The Great Dictator] I am excited about a place in the midwest that is a destination for young creatives, makers and artisans. Springfield and the Ozarks are ready for this. We need to live together in such a way as to facilitate the growth of the creative process in all of us. Making and creating is not just a hobby, it’s a way of life! If we as a society can turn our energy toward creating, and share what we have created with those around us, then we will have taken a step foward in our growth and development. If we create the atmosphere and space for this creative environment here in Springfield, the creators and makers will come. My hope is to share the stories, both here and beyond, to inspire this way of living. So keep making, creating, experiencing life together and taking time to do things with your Bare Hands! Looking forward to getting to know you! Tim Robson

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This world that we live in has become so mass produced From our boxes and bags, to our cartons of juice The desire to be unique has become another trend Instead of making things stand-out we prefer for them to blend Our love of trading, making, being, has spiralled - down, down We’ve traded simple treasures for the complicated now Hand-churned and freshly picked used to be so beautiful Plastic-wrap and pre-sliced bread, now found on every table Life has a pace that could be defined as whirlwind-crazy Or we bow to the extreme of perfectly perched and lazy We have so much that we cannot keep in an effort to sustain These maddened efforts that we make are nothing but a drain We love to take things at face value and conveniently forget That putting in more effort means better results, we get Swiftly brushed aside and given to a quicker way and pace We forget what it means to grow slow and to let things age with grace Pausing life altogether wouldn't do any good at all But to keep life on fast forward forever has us set-up for a fall I want to constantly learn that nothing worth doing is ever easy Even though I admit at times the hard work makes me queasy We risk so little by playing it safe and keeping our distance And we lose so much by staying away from parts of life that enrich us Just because it isn't easy doesn’t mean it's not worth doing Its difficulty or curve to climb doesn’t mean that it’ll be your ruin Days of simplicity and fervor have not completely faded The passion and uncomplicated need us to help and save it Life does things to all of us that cannot be changed or dimmed We must do what we can and not bow down to life’s whims The plants that grow and music that flows can return hope back to our bones We could do something with these houses we live and make them into homes I hope that I can live my life in small steps and little bits of time To make the most of things I have and make better your life, and mine by Cassandra Bergh

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This poem comes from a place of humility, in the understanding that life gets ridiculously busy and fast, and no matter what we do, it seems impossible to slow down. This is one reason the beginning of The Bare Hand Collective gets me so excited. It's an opportunity to forcibly slow myself down and reflect on the parts of life that I adore, but so often neglect: to create, share and evolve. Sure, I ponder the mysteries of life while doing myriads of other things, but writing here gives me a space to really focus on these things and how much I want them. There is a phrase that I love, "Be the change that you want to seeâ&#x20AC;?. It's so easy to get caught up in my mad rush and complain or mumble about things around me that irritate me or that 'I would do better'. In thinking about what to write for this article I remembered that often the change starts with us. It requires us to take a step back to evaluate ourselves and our lives, before we can go pointing fingers at the rest of our world. I think the motto of the BHC is a great start to that - reconnecting with days gone by and taking time to Create, can be so good for the soul - let's face it, if you are feeling a bit better about life, chances are the people around you will notice and respond accordingly. I think doing things with your hands can create a much needed sense of pride in the work that you're doing. You don't necessarily get a sense of pride from picking something up from the grocery store or ordering online. Like I said before, I understand busy, but to pause and change things up a bit is needed sometimes too. I completely agree with the old addage, "Sharing is caring". We are so often surrounded by people, but still completely alone. Especially after creating something, sharing it with other people who will share in your excitement and accomplishments, is vital. Through this process, I think one of the most beautiful things to recognize is that we will hopefully grow and evolve. Whether it be by the process of refining a skill, or becoming a better person is not the point, but that we move and do not become stagnant. It's tragic when we stay in the same place and never stretch, move or grow. I think itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s etched into every fibre of our beings to have the need to change and become different, more than we were before. By being the change that you want to see, creating, sharing, evolving and perhaps adding a different perspective to each day, I want to be taking steps forward instead of backwards. While at the same time, moving backwards in a way by employing methods of doing things that have been long passed over. Truly, sometimes things just aren't made like they used to be. I'd like to try and make them like that again, adding some character and unique quality to this crazy thing we call life. There are so many negative things that we can draw on to discolor the vibrance around us, but instead of detracting more from the good around us, let's try and add the good back in. Sometimes it may seem like a lost cause, but I think that every bit of sunshine on a rainy day can make a huge difference. I don't want to make the mistake of thinking that little things can't add up to make a big impact. This life is worth improving.

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Rosé: The Pink Lemonade of Wine by Aaron Rozeboom Sometimes the fact that everyone else is doing something is reason enough to avoid it! In the case of rosé, however, the wine world may be on to something. This seems to be the year for pink wine in the United States, and the resurgence is centered on serious dry rosé. Before getting to the fun stuff, a little context is in order. Rosé has been much maligned by serious wine drinkers in the U.S. for years, and White Zinfandel is largely to blame. Just as Yellow Tail helped erode the reputation of Australian wine in the U.S., White Zin betrayed the market share of rosé through guilt by association. But the question I hope many of you are asking is this: “Is White Zin bad?” The answer is a resounding, “No.” It is the mainstay of millions of Americans’ patio beverage and often the gateway to more complex wines. They are the result of a happy accident at Sutter Home Winery several decades ago when a vat of fermenting Zinfandel ran out of yeast resulting in what is called stuck fermentation. It was considered a failure until the winemaker revisited the tank and was delighted to taste a quaffable wine with plenty of residual fruity sweetness. In the decades to come, Sutter Home gave up serious winemaking to replicate this “accident” and became one of the most profitable wine brands in the U.S. Nothing wrong with that in my book!

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Nevertheless, somewhere along the line it became uncool to drink sweet wine in the States. So rosé became the redheaded stepchild either because everyone thought it was sweet or, being neither red nor white, it was the wine standing in the middle of the road getting hit by trucks going both ways. That has all changed. Dry rosés are available in dozens of different varieties from all over the world, and because even the best of them are less that $25 a bottle, you can find one you like without having to sell the farm. The trick to getting the most out of rosé is not taking it too seriously. Sure they can be great, even complex, wines. But my favorite way to classify them is as the lemonade of wine—a little tart, a little fruity and a whole lot refreshing. You would not stare into the bottom of a glass of even the best lemonade and ask yourself, “Now was this made with Meyer lemons or supermarket lemons? Superfine sugar or simple syrup?” Similarly overanalyzing a glass of rosé often gets in the way of enjoying it rather than adding to the experience. And like lemonade, they are best served cold which makes them the perfect summer sipper whether outdoors poolside, on the patio or in the kitchen hammering out the early stages of dinner! How to Buy: My favorite rosés come from regions with rich traditions of making pink wines. The French in particular drink rosé all year long and deem it on par with red and white, but for a different purpose. Regions such as Provence and Tavel are famous for pink wines which dovetail seamlessly with their seafood culture and use of olive oil and fresh herbs. Similarly Spain makes some great rosados that are light, fresh and often under $10 a bottle. And tapas with a bottle of rosé are a match made in epicurean heaven! California and South Africa also offer some great bottles usually under $20 and made from everything from Pinot Noir to Cabernet Sauvignon. Look for bottles that are young such as those with vintage dates that are from last year— 2012s are great now, but don’t save them for next year. Also keep an eye on the color. The freshest wines will have shades of red such as pink and salmon. But when they start to show coppery or brownish hues, oxygen and sunlight have begun to degrade the wine. Feel free to experiment and ask questions. If you try one and think it’s too fruity or perhaps to pale, ask your wine guy or gal to show you something closer to what you had in mind. How to enjoy them: I have a loose policy of never drinking rosé after 7 PM. It’s just not in the spirit of things! I love them on their own as a way to get things kicked off after work, but my favorite way to serve rosé is with friends over a slew of hors d’oeuvres. If you love to cook and entertain, there is always this tricky lull between when everyone arrives and when dinner is ready. A bottle or two of rosé surrounded by a crudité platter, smoked fish with capers, marinated olives and feta, and any other of your favorite bite-sided dishes are magic for making guests feel at home while the cooks put the finishing touches on the main event. So is rosé a second class citizen as the opening act for the real stars of red and white wine? Certainly not. Everything has its place and is uniquely suited for its task. If you’re trying to sell bikinis you don’t call Hillary, but when you’re trying to settle a diplomatic crisis you don’t call Gisele. Likewise, I may not want rosé with my steak, but I’m even less excited about Cabernet with my Caesar.

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The Art Of Failure More than in any past generation we are experiencing an overload of creativity. In 2011, approximately 3 million books were published and over 700 films released in the U.S. alone. Beyond that, it is virtually impossible to track the amount of artistic produce that our culture comes into contact with. Just think of the number of podcasts, videos, articles, stories, books, songs, albums that are daily made available online, not just in the U.S., but globally. Creativity is all around us; these numbers show how much art is within our reach at all times. If someone chooses to be a writer, musician or filmmaker, they will have access to the creativity of thousands of others at their fingertips, at this point no artistic path is uncharted. Every media has been explored several different times, by the hands of professionals and with the backing of large sums of money. Being in contact with many talented artists, I have noticed how much these numbers affect their creativity. If they choose to write for example, simply knowing the amount of published authors out there, and the ‘competition’ they would have in the creative market, can intimidate them to the point of giving up on that art form. New artists who are still developing their skills, could be easily persuaded to quit, when there is so much of what they are trying to do available. The overwhelming amount of successful artists in all mediums may slowly kill the drive of any artists striving for uniqueness and originality. Over the last year I have been working with a community of young artists in Scotland, by young, I mean teenagers. They do everything from songwriting to filmmaking, and in the process have taught me a lot about creativity. I have often found myself discouraged when it comes to fictional writing - I’ve read so many books and blogs that are so much better than my writings. I often feel like my art fails, and as a result it is not worth putting it ‘out there’. This group of young artists taught me how failure is intrinsic to creativity. We have shot a few short films together and in each of these projects we have come to a place where initial plans have had to be modified due to circumstances. For instance, a certain type of stop-motion or location would not work out, so we would need to improvise and change the project slightly. From my perspective, this was a failure. Not achieving the initial vision for a project, for me, meant that it would not be as good as it could have been and therefore a failure. This is a typical way of looking at art, for its market value or potential reach. The young people continually recognised the value of what they had done in the context they were in. Their art was not about 'making it big', but instead, expressing their experience of creativity. Every time something did not work out the way we imagined, they managed to adapt to the new reality and move on. For them, failures and shortcomings were not hurdles in the creative process, but instead an active force in the shaping of it. I urge any artists to learn from their failure - to embrace art that is not in its ideal but in its personal form. Meaning and depth outweigh success every time. It is a cliche to say that it is important for true art to be meaningful as opposed to successful, but most cliches are born out of truths that have been spoken over and over again. We should strive for creativity, not production, by embracing its hardships and pitfalls. The art of failing and adapting, learning from errors, incorporating alternative perspectives and rebuilding with new tools is what creativity is all about. by Sam Goncalves

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The Truth of Fiction. Fiction is all around us. Every time we enter into a conversation and begin talking about our favorite movie, actor or song we peer deeper into the rabbit hole.We look at how key works of fiction shape and comment on our world, and how we can learn from them.

When we go to a football game and a mascot is dancing around cheering for their team, fiction is blaringly present. When we were convincingly told the story of Father Christmas or the frugal tooth-fairy we participated in fiction. Fiction isn’t just in a book, it envelopes our very society. It informs how we see each other and the world we interact with. There are a lot of good fictional works out there that prove this point, below are some I want to journey through and demonstrate that deeply embedded in fiction is truth. When we enter into the world of George Orwell’s Animal Farm we are introduced to several different animals. Not just any animals, talking and doing animals. The way Orwell writes, makes it seem as if the talking animals are a common everyday occurrence. We then are drawn into a world where animals take over the farm. In this story what we see are animals who can’t seem to deny their ‘humanity’ but we can see that the humans, like Farmer Jones denying not only his humanity, but also his animality. Humans are part of the animal kingdom, we are classified as mammals. In the first few chapters, we see the animals acting more ‘civilized’ than the humans. Insinuating that humans are not inherently civilized beings, that we are savages. What’s even more offensive is that its true. By defining who is in and who is out we align ourselves with the need to be power brokers.

People who abuse power to their own end.

Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein is a narrative that speaks into the very fabric of what could happen when greed and technology collide. It tells of the heart of darkness that Conrad wrote about in the Congo. It demonstrates what happens when we as people attempt to pervert the natural order. Some of what we see today that easily emulates the possibilities of greed advancing technological progress to the point where we become the very monster we create.

Maybe even worse, the monsters we create

become more civilized than us.

Perspective.

At one point in the story, Napolean (a pig) the ‘President’ of Animal Farm chases off Snowball (a pig), they initially shared power and over time Snowball became Napolean’s reason for anything bad that happened at the farm. If their mill was destroyed because of strong winds, it wasn’t the wind that was at fault, but poor Snowball. In this instance, we begin to see something about the politics of then and now begin to come together. Orwell composed this novel on the heels of World War II and was speaking directly about the dangers of Stalinism and totalitarian governments. If we look at the story panoramically, we also see that even in politics today there are the fabled unknowns that seem to be at fault for things such as high taxes and poor service , or, the mysterious ‘ them’ and ‘us.’ It seems Animal Farm wasn’t simply speaking into the time it was written but even now. Stories do that.

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The Island of Dr. Moreau by H.G. Wells is a narrative, along the same lines, that cautions us to what happens when we attempt to pervert our creativity and use it to justify captivity. In that moment, the point of the story becomes about our captivity to creativity which could then lead to deformed outcomes. If you look into the gruesome mistakes of Botox, this is one science experiment that doesn’t always work out. Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World eerily speaks into our generation of tecnho-gadget addicts. The premise of the synopsis hides itself in satirical overkill. It was originally written in response to Well’s novel Men Like Gods that ends hopeful, a utopian response to what could happen. Huxley wasn’t as hopeful and wrote Brave New World as his dystopian response. The story itself follows technology, future and the dangers of losing ourselves as individuals. Today, social networking websites are hugely prolific – an answer to the charge many level at Huxley that he was paranoid. Now, people prefer to lose themselves in community and ‘anonymity’ rather than authentic individuality. Postmodern and post-postmodern researchers, state that now more than ever, due to the exilic nature of having no absolutes, people replace their absolutes with relationships.

Fiction when seen as a prophet speaks loudly into our culture. I think there is an intrinsic dance that is happening when a work of fiction is being created. Fiction as an art is reflexive in nature, not only does it affect our society but society affects it too. Fiction in general, tends to get a bad rap. When most hear the word fiction words like ‘lie’, ‘not true’, ‘made up’ or ‘fabrication’ tend to arise somewhere in the attic of their cerebral cortexes. Maybe we can borrow the words of mythologist Joseph Campbell to help give us a cleared definition of what we might mean when we use the word the formative influence behind Star Wars, defines myth as “…a directing of the mind and heart, by means of profoundly informed figurations, to that ultimate mystery which fills and surrounds all existences (The Hero with a Thousand Faces)

Maybe myth might be a better word here.

Myth as a narrative that is inhabited with deeper truths about the human experience and condition. It’s a mirror into who we are, where we were and how we could be. Rather than easily dismissing fiction as false, maybe the next time we crack open a book we can begin asking “What is this saying about me?” or “What is this saying about society?” The danger would be to think that these books were solely written for our entertainment, that they are meant to be eye-candy to our friends and families and make us look studious. Maybe they were written also to teach us, to change us and challenge us. Author and blogger Ligia Luckhurst explains it this way: “Whether it emerges as visual and spatial imagery or as a story in whatever form, a myth is always a narrative whose purpose is not to entertain but to energise the quotidian through enactment (not re-enactment!) of the eternal creative now.” We need to allow the myths, these stories embedded with deeper truths transform the way we see each other and the world around us, when we do this we not only embrace fiction as a good story but we begin to see that fiction is what it within us. by George Elerick

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Welcome to Beirut

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Photos and article by Val Cooley In February 2011, I left 20 inches of snow in Missouri to travel to the 70 degree weather of Beirut, Lebanon. I had to deal with getting some grief from a few people about traveling to the Middle East, but I wasn't going to pass up this trip of a lifetime. I spent 14 nights falling asleep to the peaceful waves of the Mediterranean Sea just below the balcony of my suite. I spent 15 days traveling the country of Lebanon, visiting such historical places as The Cedars Of Lebanon, Baalbak, Byblos, and Saidon. I rode in a taxi driven by a Hezbollah supporter, who questioned my Lebanese friend in Arabic as to whether I was from the American Media, I experienced the car being checked for bombs on numerous occasions. I sat silently while my friend gave a ride to a Lebanese soldier into the Shiite section of Beirut, and I hid my camera and turned my head away each time we had to stop at a military checkpoint. I watched the Middle Eastern news with concern as the Uprising of Egypt began while I was in Beirut. I loved experiencing the culture and the food. I was treated with respect by everyone I met. Even clerks in stores, and waiters in restaurants, spoke to me in English when they saw I was an American. It was the ultimate experience of a lifetime. Everyone I was introduced to immediately said "Welcome to Beirutâ&#x20AC;?. I realized that the media often fails to portray some Middle Eastern countries as they actually are. Unless you are actually there, you aren't aware of the beauty, the culture, and the history. I didn't experience sand and camels. I saw beautiful mountains, quant villages, and beautiful valleys full of crops. I photographed ancient Roman temples, old castles, and wonderful new architecture. I visited with friends and learned of life growing up during the civil war. I held back tears as I heard personal stories of living in hiding, being shot at and living in constant fear. This is a portion of the blog I kept while on my travels.

Feb. 6 After starting the countdown at 126 days and listening to the negative comments about how crazy I was to travel to the Middle East to do photography, I finally reached the day I was supposed to leave for Beirut, Lebanon. I was beginning to wonder if this trip was even going to happen. My first flight was cancelled due to heavy snow in Chicago, and the second flight was cancelled due to snow in Dallas. I finally did get off the ground at 3:30 Friday afternoon. After a short layover in Chicago, and a 5 hour layover in London, I landed in Beirut 23 hours later. I worked my way through customs, and finally walked into the airport lobby to be greeted by my friend Dody, who was to be my driver and tour guide for the next 15 days. My first meal in Lebanon was coffee from Dunkin' Donuts and a hamburger from Burger King. I think my Beirut friend wanted to break my stomach in slowly, and decided I should start out with Lebanese made American food. It did hit the spot though. We got to the hotel and stepped out onto the balcony and I heard the sweet sound of the Mediterranean Sea hitting the rocks below my balcony as the waves came in. What a wonderful relaxing sound. I slept in this morning, and didn't wake up until 8:00. I stood on the balcony with my coffee and watched the boats going by and the fishermen deep sea fishing. I was so relaxed. I could have stayed out there forever, but I had many exciting things to see. For lunch we feasted on Lebanese appetizers...... Kebbe and Sanbousik, and a delicious salad and lasagna. For desert we had znoud al set and halewit al jeben. Later that evening we went to the mountains to see the tomb of St Rafqa, St. Hardini and St. Stephan Nehme.It was a very interesting and very enlightening experience. I was raised Baptist, and was never educated about Saints By the way, it's true............everyone I talk to says "WELCOME TO BEIRUT!"

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Feb 7 It was a typical winter day here.......about 60 degrees and raining. It wasn't a heavy rain, just a gentle slow rain. A type of rain that makes you want to crawl in bed with a book and just relax the entire day. I, however, couldn't wait to step out onto the balcony with my camera and tripod to catch the different morning colors in the clouds above the sea. We spent the evening visiting friends of Dody's. The stories I heard about the Civil War and the War of 2006 left my heart feeling empty. These women are in their late 30's, and spent their childhood and teenage years in the middle of the Civil War. They told me about not being able to leave their apartment for weeks at a time, for fear of being killed. They weren't allowed to attend school for an entire year due to war in their neighborhood. Their young cousin who lived in the apartment below them was killed by a sniper while she was sleeping in her bed. Their mother once heard a bomb explode nearby and ran into the street, checking dead bodies to see if her husband was among them. One of my friends told of riding her bicycle in an area she felt was safe at the time, and suddenly having her bicycle shot out from under her as she rode in front of a store. She told of looking over, seeing the rifle pointed at her, hitting the ground as her bicycle flew out from underneath her, then suddenly being dragged into the store by the store owner to keep her safe. They told of a large bus being turned onto its side in the street near their apartment building in order to help block gunfire from entering the apartment building. They then told me of the month-long war of 2006. I heard of how they could feel the ground shake every time another bomb hit a building. They told of watching the planes fly over, wondering if the next bomb would drop on them. They explained how they finally escaped to the mountains of Northern Lebanon before the roads were bombed and they would be trapped. All three women I was visiting with now suffer to some degree with PTSD. They still have nightmares. They still wake up every day wondering if there will be another war in their small country. I have great admiration for their strength.

Feb 10 We had an interesting experience today. We had to catch a cab in Beirut, and as we got in, the cab driver spoke to Dody in Arabic. She looked a little worried, responded to him, and gave me a reassuring look. Later I learned that based on the radio station he was listening to, he was apparently a Hezbollah supporter, and his immediate question when he saw my backpack and tripod was if I was from the American media. She assured him I was merely a tourist. You can't enter into any important area without being stopped by military gates. Military tanks sit on street corners where there has been unrest in the past. When we pull into parking garages, the car is searched for explosives. The same when we parked in downtown Beirut. It is a normal experience for them. As we were heading downtown, I saw two children at an intersection. They were approaching the cars, begging for money. The little boy came up to our car and my friend handed him some money. To my right I saw a young girl leaning against another car, waiting for them to roll down their window so she could ask for money. I could feel tears beginning to fall. It was breaking my heart. My friend then explained to me that many of these kids are hired to beg for money, then turn the money over to the adults. If they refuse, they are beaten. I then visited and photographed buildings that had still not been repaired from the Civil War. As I stood in front of the buildings, it was hard to hold the tears back. Concrete buildings were full of bullet holes and mortar holes. Apartments where innocent people lived were destroyed. I found myself wondering how many children died in those apartments. I took a few images with my camera, then had to walk away. I realized how lucky I am to live in America.

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Feb 12 Yesterday we went to Saida to see a very old castle in the Sea. On our way there Dody asked a soldier from the Army for directions, then ended up giving him a ride to his town. Before he got in the car, I was instructed to keep my camera down. Today we visited the tomb of St. Charbel. St Charbel lived as a recluse up in the mountains, and died in the 1800's. It was peaceful and beautiful. The view was fantastic, and I took lots of photos and enjoyed learning the history of the Lebanese Saints. From there we went to Byblos. It has many ancient Roman ruins, and is so beautiful. I had seen pictures of Byblos,and but seeing it in person was breath-taking. I captured images of the Roman columns in the sunset, and toured an old castle.. It was a photographers paradise.

Feb 13 Yesterday we went to downtown Beirut. It has so many new buildings and wonderful architecture. We walked around the city for a while, and visited a memorial for former Prime Minister Hariri, who was killed from a car bomb in 2005. We then visited the city under the city...... an old city found underneath the streets of Beirut. After visiting downtown we headed to Pigeon Rocks, which are huge rocks right off the coast of Beirut. I watched as the locals dived off the cliffs and swam to the rocks. I enjoyed the fact that I could enjoy the warmth and sunshine of Lebanon instead of dealing with the snow and cold back home. Today we headed to Baalbek. It is the ruins of Jupiter Temple from the 1st Century A.D. Photos couldn't even come close to the experience of actually being there. I can't begin to describe the experience and the history I learned about the city and the ruins.

My last morning in Lebanon was sad. I woke up early and finished packing. I took a few final photos of the Mediterranean Sea from the balcony, then Dody took me to the airport. I arrived in London 5 hours later and sat in the airport and "people watched" while waiting for my connection to Chicago. London is the most interesting place to watch people. The crowd there is so diverse. I would catch myself wondering where they were from, where they were traveling to, and why they were traveling. I only saw one other person that was obviously a photographer. We were both tightly holding on to our huge photography backpacks full of camera gear. The neatest thing about flying from London to Chicago was that I got to watch an 8 hour sunset! The sun began to set on the horizon shortly after we left London. We were flying at 38,000 feet at a "ground speed" of 505 miles per hour, so we were keeping up with the sun. I was able to take a nap for a couple of hours, and was surprised to wake up and find it still wasn't dark outside the plane. The sun was STILL just on the horizon. It was beautiful. I continued to watch the sunset as we flew over Canada, and it didn't disappear until we headed south toward Chicago. Once we landed in Chicago, I went through customs and attempted to get my luggage, which happened to still be in London. At least I had my camera and my car keys. I arrived at the Springfield airport at10:30 Friday evening and airport security took my information for my lost luggage. The two officers seemed to be in shock that I had traveled to Beirut alone. They were even more surprised when I told them how beautiful the country was. I have spent the last 3 days answering a lot of questions from different friends. Most seem to be very surprised at the beauty of Lebanon. The perception most people seem to have of the Middle East is that it is all desert, and all Muslim. The country of Lebanon is about 50% Christian, and it is the only country in the Middle East that has a Christian President. The history of Lebanon is absolutely awesome! It is one of the oldest countries on record, and so many places such as Baalbek and some of the castles were from as far back as the 2nd century A.D. Lebanon has always been known as "The Paris Of The Middle East", and I understand why. The people of Lebanon are very cultured, and very educated. Most everyone speaks 3 languages fluently - Arabic, French, and English. I felt very welcomed from the day I arrived to the day I left, and everyone went out of their way to treat me with respect.....from the taxi driver to the waiters, a;nd of course - my friends. I saw and photographed many heart-breaking images, but also experienced so much beauty. Many people have asked me why I wanted to visit Beirut. I am a photographer. I wanted the opportunity to photograph an area that many people haven't had the opportunity to see. I wanted to learn more about the country, the history, and the culture. I am aware that not everyone in the Middle East is a terrorist. Most are just like Americans in the fact that they work hard, they love their country, and they just want to live in peace. I knew that through my photos and my notes while I was traveling, if I could educate even one person about the history and culture of the Lebanon, and change their perception and negative thoughts, then I have done my job.

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Glen Coe: Preserved With Trust Often the most breathtaking views in nature are the result of cataclysmic natural processes. That is the story of Glen Coe in the Scottish Highlands. This area was shaped by the collapsing of a supervolcano hundreds of millions of years ago. As if that weren’t enough to make some truly awesome scenery, this region was then smoothed and stripped by glaciation about 10,000 years ago. The remaining glen (the Scottish word for valley) is a magnificent display of the power possessed when nature and time are combined. The grass-covered, rocky mountains, that shoot nearly straight up from the valley and rest against the forever cloudy Scottish sky, make for an ominous and breathtaking car ride. The single road that snakes through the valley, wrapping around the hills and playing footsie with the parallel Coe River, reminds me that I’m fortunate to experience the vastness of Glen Coe in one, short bus trip (trudging through this area on horseback would have made for a treacherous journey). There is a mystical and dangerous feeling about this place that is hard to describe. The mountains, blanketed in fog, lack any barriers keeping puny humans from experiencing the rocky climbs up close. A friend and I were surprised to see that, sitting on top of a crag jutting out of a steep hill hundreds of feet up, were a group of small, colorful dots–dots that we identified to be people relaxing after what must have been an epic climb. One can pull over on the side of the road anywhere in Glen Coe and challenge a Scottish Blackface ram to a foot race to the top without any worry of prosecution. To me, this shows Scotland’s extreme trust that tourists, walkers, and climbers will act respectfully and responsibly. In the U.S., a place like this would most definitely be fenced off to preserve its majesty, from vandalism, or to make a fortune off of entry fees. Maybe that’s what is most mystical about Glen Coe – the level of freedom is unparalleled. After reaching the top of one of these mountains, looking down at the valley below, I believe obtaining such a marvelous sight must be one of the most liberating feelings one can experience. After all, this is nature. No man deserves any credit or profits for nature’s creations. Some of earth’s most magnificent artwork is restricted and comes with a cost. Scotland is fully open for all to come and see, its one-of-a-kind beauty, Glen Coe.

by Lucas Eubank

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http://urbanchestnut.com Recently, The BHC Crew did a surprise “keepin’ it real” rode trip to St. Louis. It was after 9 pm when we entered the lovely brick building that houses Urban Chestnut. We were greeted by gentle tunes and a warm buzz of conversation. This German style brewer has done a wonderful job of creating an intellectual but inviting tap room. The food was delightfully presented and consumed quickly by our ravenous crew. We enjoy a selection of meats, cheeses, pretzels and a veggie/bread platter. The service was friendly and informative. Now the beer was heart warming and refreshing. We started with ERLKÖNIG, SCHNICKELFRITZ, and PIERRE’S WIT. To Finish we downed some more ERLKÖNIG and shared a STLIPA. All together an experience beckoning for a return visit! Here is what others in the taproom have to say... Carmen from St. Louis “Urban Chestnut is a Great local brewery, love the double IPA, plus great atmosphere” Turell from St. Louis “I am not a beer drinker, but enjoy the beer (the PIERRE’S WIT is smooth and light) Our whole group are artists and we appreciate the quality of this place.” Melinda from St. Louis “Urban Chestnut- good beer, great atmosphere, good vibe.” Josh- St. Louis (works for Urban Chestnut) “Current Beers: Our New Pilsner (nice bitterness, clean, lots of pilsner malt -grainy- herbal, grassy from hops) We focus on traditional german beers. ZWICKEL- it’s own style, german, baby brother to Keller beer, not exported, unfiltered, unpasturized. SCHNICKELFRITZ is our flagship beer. When I get off work I like to drink KU’DAMM the most refreshing beer ever made. Tart and effervescent... If I could cut the grass and drink the beer, that would be the beer.”

Urban Chesnut has been in St. Louis for a little over 2 ½ years. Wed-Sun.- beer garden (liters and ½ liters with food) Fri-Sat night- live music and local bands welcome (talk to Ryan)

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Change.

Springfieldians may have heard of Urban Roots Farm, the hyper-productive, one-acre urban farm in the West Central neighborhood of Springfield that is responsible for a dramatic influx of healthy vegetables into the diets of the citizenry. But the farm’s prodigious vegetable production is just the beginning of the story. If we want to get a sense of the real impact of Urban Roots, we have to dig deep, and look at the farm’s impact on its immediate neighborhood. Urban farmers Adam and Melissa Milsap moved into their house on State Street ten years ago. They have been farming the lot next door for three years. There is also a small apartment complex on the property, which they rent out in order to pay the mortgage on the farm. Urban farming is part science, part art. Adam and Melissa pull more than five hundred pounds of vegetables a week from their one acre farm for their Community Supported Agriculture program (CSA) and another three hundred pounds for the farmers market. The Milsaps make very efficient use of their land using biointensive agriculture—an agricultural system that focuses on maximum yields from the minimum area while at the same time maintaining or improving the quality of the soil. They are very careful with their crop rotation and nutrient management, following plants with other plants that will replenish the soil. They are also careful to plant crops that do well together in close proximity, and they use large, moveable greenhouses which allow them to lengthen the growing season on both ends. The Milsaps’ long-term goal is to never have a garden bed that is not productive for more than twenty-four hours—every bed should always be planted. “Rather than develop new land, which is costly, we want to be efficient on the land we have,” said Adam. “Then, once we reach that goal, we’ll look at more land.” Urban Roots currently has 55 CSA members. Members of Urban Roots CSA essentially sign up for a 24 week vegetable subscription. Members pay for the whole season in advance, which helps the small farmer cover his/her “seed money.” In this way, the farmer and the members agree to share in the cost and risk of growing food as well as in the bounty of the harvest. Members bring their own bag or box to the farm each Tuesday and receive seven to 10 different vegetables. This summer, those veggies include tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, okra, melons, cucumbers, onions, summer squash, basil, new potatoes, beets, green beans, carrots, spinach, chard, kale, pea shoots, fennel, and mixed greens (also called Urban Roots medley)—all delicious, fresh, and local. Urban Roots has had a positive effect on the wider community, from the healthy veggies it supplies to its CSA members, to the agricultural education it provides to volunteers, interns, and community members. But what about the farm’s impact on its immediate community? --The West Central neighborhood of Springfield is one of the poorest neighborhoods in the city. Seven Thousand people live in this 1.5 square mile neighborhood between Chestnut Expressway, Kansas Expressway, Grand Aveune, and South Aveune. West Central is also the closest residential neighborhood to downtown. Urban Roots Farm sits on one acre some three blocks from Park Central Square. The farm’s impact on this area has been positive, if incremental. Urban Roots effect on the neighborhood is manifested in many ways: through the relationships it fosters between neighbors, the stability it provides the neighborhood, and the sense of community and accountability it builds in the area. Urban farms grow more than just food. They also grow communities. The farm becomes a source of stability, where neighbors meet neighbors and build relationships. Before the Milsaps moved in, the farm site was an empty, rundown lot. When they moved in, their first task was to clean up six dump truck loads full of trash. “TVs, microwaves, blenders... There were twenty feet of brush and construction waste along the back fence,” said Adam. “People had been throwing their trash over the fence for twenty years.” “There are definitely people in this neighborhood who want this neighborhood to be a good place,” said Adam, recalling an episode from when they were first moving in. “One of the tenets, Diana, is an elderly lady who loves to sit outside and watch us work. Well, a couple of months after we bought the place, while we were outside working, somebody threw a bag of trash over the fence into the yard—just like they had been doing for twenty years. And Diana got up and marched over there and threw it back over the fence. ‘It ain’t like that anymore,’ she told the neighbor.” In terms of neighborhood improvement, it goes a long way just to have people outside. At Urban Roots, the farmer is outside all day long. “I think that’s the primary power of the farm,” said Adam, “just our presence. I don’t have any data to back it up, but I feel like we have had a positive impact.” One of Adam’s core beliefs is that neighbors ought to hold one another accountable for their impact on the neighborhood. “If you were to take a poll on the state of American society, and asked whether it was improving, declining, or staying the same, an average person would say that the state of American society is going downhill. I would attribute that to a single cause: accountability. I really don’t think we hold each other accountable anymore. That’s one of my major motivations for doing this.” “I had a really interesting encounter with a guy over the back fence the other day,” Adam continues. “All of us were out working—I was working bees—when a guy started screaming. His scream sounded like an infant’s. I looked over the fence, and there was a guy beating the snot out of another guy—I mean, severely beating him. His face was lacerated.”

THE BHC August 2013 PAGE 21 Adam called the police. Afterward, he noticed the two guys walking together as though nothing had happened. “We kept on working in the farm, but I let this guy knows that I saw what had happened. After a while, the guy casually walks over to me and asks, ‘Those honeybees?’ He small talks me as though nothing had happened.” Eventually, Adam asked him, “What was up with that—you beating the crap out of that guy in the alley?” “Oh. Oh, that?” The man said that he was new in the neighborhood, and that people whom he thought were his friends weren’t treating him right, and were stealing from him. Adam commiserated, saying that he has had stuff stolen out of his yard as well. “But I want you to know that I call the police when this kind of stuff happens. This isn’t the kind of thing I want to have happen in my backyard.” At first, the man got defensive. “You’re a church boy, aren’t you?” “No, it isn’t like that,” said Adam, “This is about us being neighborly. You know, my kids are back here. They’re looking through the fence, watching you beat that guy’s face. How am I supposed to explain that?” Adam thought the man was going to blow him off. But he didn’t. “I was totally shocked,” said Adam. The man told Adam that he grew up in Florida, in a neighborhood much worse than West Central. He told Adam that he had kids too, and that he hadn’t acted violently like that in a long time. “It turned out to be a really positive interaction,” said Adam. Adam’s story illustrates the relationship-building power of neighbors holding each other accountable for their impact on the neighborhood. Adam pondered aloud whether he would have said anything to the violent man if the farm hadn’t put him into the role of community steward—a role he believes we have trained ourselves to avoid. “A lot of folks who come by and see the neighborhood have a hard time imagining that this is improvement—but it is.” Adam knows the neighborhood is improving because he can recall the neighborhood as it was ten years ago. For example, when the Milsap’s moved in and took over management of the apartment complex on the land from the “slumlord” who managed the apartments before them, they were amazed to see the tenets’ reaction when they took care of complaints. For example, they replaced a showerhead in an apartment where a man had been turning his shower on and off with a pair of vice grips for three years. The tenets were shocked and grateful to have a landlord who actually cared about tenets enough to change a shower head, or fix a hole in the roof due to water damage. When asked to describe the state of the neighborhood today, Adam’s response is, “It’s complex.” There are two contingents in the neighborhood. There are people who believe this neighborhood is a good place to be and want this neighborhood to be a good place to be. And then there are people who are taking advantage of what this neighborhood has to offer them—very little accountability, and a number of likeminded people who won’t tattle if they break the law. “You know, I always assumed that everybody wanted a safe and inviting neighborhood, but that is not the case.” Adam grew up in the Rountree neighborhood. “I took that place for granted,” says Adam as he recalls the comfortable mix of houses, the trees, and the well-maintained power lines. In West Central, people don’t have expendable income to replace the trees when they die out, so there aren’t many trees. . . and power companies run as many lines as they want.” Adam point out the window to an old power line dangling from a light pole in the front yard. “I’ve called the power company about that several times. The attitude is just, ‘Meh. It’s good enough for West Central.’ Whereas, in Rountree, the power company knows that people will complain and that they’ll be called back out if they don’t do something right the first time.” Adam continues, “It’s frustrating as a citizen who is trying to improve a place, but I see it all the way down to the city services: They have dismissed this neighborhood. It would be nice to see some support from the powers that be.” Nevertheless, Adam and Melissa are committed to their neighborhood for the long haul. They have big plans for their farm. “When we first got into all this, we were very young, and very idealistic about what we could do. Since then, we have become more realistic about the change a farm is able to affect,” said Adam. Urban Roots Farm is doing its part to make its corner of the neighborhood a better place one inch at a time, both by growing vegetables and by growing community. Long term, Adam and Melissa would like the farm to be a full time job for both of them. Presently, while the farm certainly is a full time job for both of them, they both have other work on the side as well. The farm’s next step is to build a refrigerated wash and pack house, which will allow them to increase their production. Cooling harvested produce is very important, because for every ten degrees increase, bioactivity is cut in half. Currently, they cannot harvest very far in advance due to lack of storage—they have to harvest on Monday for Tuesday’s CSA pick up, and on Friday for Saturday market, which is a scramble. This new, grant-funded wash and pack house will allow them to harvest more incrementally and change the way labor is done.

If you are interested in learning more about Urban Roots or the CSA program, visit their website at urbanrootsfarm.com, like their facebook page, or stop by and visit the farm in person at 823 W. State Street. by Jay Howard

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https://www.facebook.com/perennialbeer So you know those days when you say to yourself, “I will not be bound by space, time, and sensible responsibility... I must break out of the comfort zone of normality and have an experience. It’s time for adventure!” This is exactly what The Bare Hand crew did that cloudy July day. Summoned by Robson, like the minutemen of old, they raced down I-44 to “An Evening Between The Barrels” at Perennial Artisan Ales Tap room. They caught up with one of the owners Emily and headbrewer Cory...

Photos by Evan Pollock

So Emily tell us a little about the event... “Between the Barrels is our first event of this type. It features our three imperial stouts, 2 wild ales, and 3 of Cory Kings Side Project beers.” What beer will you drink tonight? “I’m a sour beer girl! For sure the Kriek beer... part of it has been in barrels for almost 18 months, like a flander style brown, three months ago we added Michigan tart cherries.” How do you feel the evening has gone? “All of the beers sold out!”

If you ever have the chance you must drink...

Barrel Aged Abraxas It will change your life!!!

THE BHC August 2013 PAGE 23 Interview with Cory- Head Brewer, Perennial; Owner/Brewer at Side Project “We do use some weird ingredients, At the end of the day, if you can’t drink the beer, What’s the point? We do multiple test batches before we release. With Abraxas the base beer, is a malt-imperial stout, one I home-brewed for years. We didn’t come up with the idea for mexican chocolate stout for the Abraxas. We did a contest with local brew people and had them come up with ideas . Scott came up with the idea of mexican chocolate. So I brewed a test batch. I upped the chocolate malt in it, tried to make the base meatier. We researched mexican chocolate, and decided to use local chocolate nibs from local KaKao. We took it to FOBAB last year before its release and it got 2nd place in experimental category and that made it go crazy. At the end of the day, everyone that works here is a beer geek. Even though we work here and we can drink our beer all we want, we drink everyone elses. We’re always trying to educate our palettes, always wanting to move forward. If you get stuck on just one beer or your own, you lose experience. It’s all about refining your pallette. With wine you drink it and think about it. Beer should be critiqued the same way. Beer shouldn’t be consumed as a vehicle to get drunk. Drink beer and think about it. That’s apart of our marketing with our 750’s, share it and think about it. That’s helped with our brewers doing the same thing.”

“BA Abraxas lives up to the hype!” Matthew from Chicago/St. Louis

Other Special beers at the tasting: Side Project: Corys beer will be sold in bottles in September Fuzzy and Saison de Fermier (a true old school Saison) Barrel Aged Sump: 75% abraxas based before spiced, and then we worked with Sump coffee (local) to get the right roast and blend for the beer. Savant Beersel (Town in Belgium): We wanted to use Missouri grown grapes from a local, friend of the family. We wanted to brew a Brett, grape beer.

Barrel Aged 17: Mint Chocolate Stout. St. Patty’s day beer. Aged in whiskey barrels. The Kriek: Sour Brown (base) aged in red wine barels. A Brett beer with cherries!

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Those Bare Handers. Aaron Rozeboom is a Certified Specialist of Wine working at the Brown Derby Wine Center where he specializes in Old World wines and food pairing. aaronr@brownderby.com

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Evan Pollock, of Pollock Pictures, is an Electronic Arts-Video Studies major at Missouri State University and has had over six years of experience in cinematography. From 2010-2011, his film experience led him to the scenic capitol of the world, New Zealand. During his year there, he managed to work on the set of "The Hobbit" trilogy for a short amount of time.

Cassandra Bergh is an aspiring photographer

and writer who's hopes for life are to capture moments that people often miss. Whether it be through words or a snap of a shutter; she loves to surprise people with a different perspective. When Cassandra isn't at work or church you can find her pounding out poems on the keyboard or pondering the mysteries of life while humming to herself happily. In pursuit of finding different perspectives her travels have taken her to Mexico, Guatemala, Scotland, England and Northern Ireland. Currently she is working her way towards saving tuition for a Bachelor of Design Degree, majoring in photography in Canada where she lives. You can find Cassandra online at www.miss--perception.tumblr.com.

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My name is Jay Howard. I am a graduate student at Missouri State studying communication and conflict resolution. My hobbies include writing, playing chess, brewing beer, and playing with my dog. My wife and I love living in Springfield Misouri.

Raised in mid Missouri, Val Cooley, is the owner and photographer of Val Cooley Photography. She became a professional photographer 6 years ago. Her passion began with nature / landscape photography. She lives for the opportunity to head south to the Ozark Mountains in Arkansas any time she gets the chance. Val and her trusty dog Hunter usually begin their hikes long before the sun comes up - flashlight in hand, so they can be ready for that perfect sunrise or waterfall shot. The day continues with many trips down unknown roads in search of beautiful scenery, and usually ends with the perfect sunset shot at the end of the day. Her work has been featured twice as cover photos for The Ozarks Mountaineer Magazine, (winning the 2010 Cover Photo Of The Year), The Louisiana Hiking Club newsletter, the Springfield News-Leader, 417 Magazine, and her work can also be found in the halls of the Boone County Hospital in Columbia, MO. Val’s passion for photography recently took her to the Middle East with a visit to Beirut, Lebanon. The entire country of Lebanon is a photographer’s paradise. She photographed the beautiful ancient Roman Ruins, castles in Byblos and Siada, along with the war damage still left from the civil war. Val is now reaching her goal of becoming a journalistic photographer by working for the BHC.

Sam is originally from Brazil where he lived for 17 years. Now living in Glasgow, he recently completed his undergraduate degree.  Besides working alongside different youth organisations and charities in Scotland, Sam is also interested in filmmaking, spoken word poetry and just about anything else that involves a combo of people, story and art.

Simon Nogin was raised in Saint Louis. He loves the STL community and the improvements that have come to the region in the last 15 years. He is currently studying IT Management at MSU and is excited to be involved with The BHC. He looks forward to travelling after he graduates, but also looks forward to the day

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Be a Kool Kat in Aug. (listings) Nathan P Murphys

3- D-Railed w/ Special Guest Seldom Minds and Fraught With Peril 5- BRAVE SONG CIRCLE is a multi-instrumental boy girl duo from Denver, Colorado. W/ Special Guest Jessamyn Orchard 7- Krista Meadows 9- Predatory Witch, Truckface, Ravenous 16- Matt Dodge & The LOBSTERS! 22- Cee Cee James 23- the Lost Maples 24- Downtown Livewires 30- “Rock For Autism- live music from Sunrise Cassette, Truett and the Traitors, Kill Crows, Molotov Latte, and Jessamyn Orchard! Art from local artists in our art auction with all proceeds of this show going directly to the September 7th Walk for Autism. So come on out to Nathan P. Murphy’s Friday August 30th at 8pm. $4 gets you through the door if you are over 21 and $8 if you are under 21! So come out and support this amazing cause!Play that evening will be Sunrise Cassette, Kill Crows, Molotov Latte, Truett & The Traitors,Jessamyn Orchard 31- Kurmudgeon Cd Release Party w/ Special Guests, Il Da Morte, Prometheus, Death May Die

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Lindberg’s 2- Doors at 6:30pm, open to all ages Bobbie and Kevin 2- Doors at 9pm, 21 and up Big Damn Heroes, The Bootheel 3- Doors at 6:30pm, 21 and up Nate Fredrick 3- Doors at 9pm, 21 and up Onward, etc., Hang Dog Hearts 6- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages WHISKEY JAM 8- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages Tilford Sellers 9- Doors at 6pm, 21 and up, Tickets: 5 Nathan Bryce and Loaded Dice 9-Doors at 8pm, open to all ages the Dark Alleys, The Gorlons 10- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages The violetta lotus Burlesque, Clawhammer Black Bonnet Ballyhoo, Ryan Spilken Black Strata, Germaine Problem, K-ram

A space for Artist/Musicians/Craftsman/ Gardeners/Writers/Etc. to sell their goods.

16- Doors at 8pm, 21 and up Me Like Bees, OPHIL, theoneandonlyitch

$10 for 3 items. 5 for $15. $10 discount for 6 months. $20 discount for a year (can add new items as others sell)

17- Doors at 6pm, open to all ages, Tickets: $10 The Rainmakers

Pay up front. We also can run individual Facebook ads for $5. $10 discount for 6 months. $20 discount for a year. (Basic profile and connections, photo and price. Artist is responsible for putting this together and getting it to us)

Links. Art for all https://www.facebook.com/pages/Springfield-Plein-Air/23661025176450 Movies at the park http://www.springfieldmo.gov/founders/movies.html First Friday art walk http://www.ffaw.org/ Sept 1st the thin dimes are playing and an open mic night http://thegramophonelive.com/ Taking imagination seriously - Janet Echelman http://ed.ted.com/lessons/janet-echelman-taking-imagination-seriously

17- Doors at 10pm, open to all ages Slapdash Science, The Gardenheads 22- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages Mike Reeb 24- Doors at 6pm, open to all ages Eddie Gumucio 24- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages The Cherry Bomb Burlesque SNL SHOW!!! 29- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages Randle Chowing Cd Release party 30- Doors at 9pm, 21 and over Lilly Bee and The Pollinators, Luna Jamboree 31- Doors at 8pm, open to all ages Ghost Dance

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