Fifth Aleatory Seven One Three Seven (Plus)

Random dot com  gave us 7137 for the final digit of the series of five numbers. You don’t always get a winner when you go random, and 7137 gave up a measly two images. The editor intervened to remove two images from the last post, and he is going to intervene again, to add a few more photos to this post, on the theory that Two is not Enough. The numerical net is going to get cast a little wider. We’re opening eligibility up to two additional numbers on each side of 7137.

The extra possibilities now give us a triad of images of a T-Model Ford, restored by the late Leonard Athearn of West Tisbury. The vehicle is still in the family. I took these photos at a party hosted by the Athearn Family, at RunAmok Farm on Lambert’s Cove Road. Good party. Good music. Good company, Good food. Model-T rides!

Leonard Athearn was born in 1918, when the T-Model was ten years old. He was nine years old when production ceased. Leonard worked with these vehicles until his untimely death in 2005. He was a patient mechanic, and would soak a frozen engine block in oil or kerosene for a year or longer, to free up rust-joined parts. One of the artist Stanley Murphy’s iconic paintings is of Leonard at the wheel of one of his T’s.

The T headlight. Or should it be “self portrait as reflected in the T headlamp”?

Underneath, the heavy construction shows how planned obsolescence was still a future concept. My 2001 Toyota truck’s frame rusted to dangerous unusability in less than ten years. Toyota did have the good grace to repair the vehicle, with a complete new frame, at no charge. Can you imagine GM ever doing such a thing? Or Ford?

The arcana of Model T controls would confuse most moderns.

The number two 7137 photo is this image of the Golden Gate Bridge, which is iconic in its own right. From a California trip. We didn’t need or have any medical marijuana, but the soak in a Muir Beach hot tub, on a starlit and windy May night, was definitely a high.

The Golden Gate Bridge.

The 7136 search produced an unexpected image. A photo of a photo. A photo of my first daughter from about 1981. She had just woken from a nap, and was quietly playing with the sunshine on her bed. It seems so recent and so long ago. Now the baby in the photo has a four-year old.

This photograph somehow survived a total-loss 1985 house fire. It was in an album pulled from the ashes and debris, the morning after the fire. Books, especially wet ones, burn only slowly, and only from the edges.  A remarkable number of photos survived. The torn-off emulsion area was from the water damage. You can see a burn line and a charred area at the very edge of the lower-left corner.

This will be the last of these aleatory albums for a while, there are some less random posts to come, and the topic of aleatoreality wants some further study, investigation, and reading. The little bit of sleuthing I did uncovered a hitherto unknown world of aleatory artistic endeavor. Enough to spend a pile of dark winter days exploring.

Apologies, Mr. C. D. Random, for messing with your Exact Dictates in these last two aleatories. But that’s the way it goes. Sometimes the Editor has to do a little work. John Cage might have called the meddling in the last two posts “nonaleatory”, and looked askance at the deletions and additions to those last two posts, but hey, I’m no John Cage.

Sometimes you have to say, “No dice…”

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One response to “Fifth Aleatory Seven One Three Seven (Plus)

  1. I sort of imagine sitting beside one of the paths you might be walking down, perhaps with a grandchild in hand, to legitimate your ongoing explanatory monologue (better a child than a cell phone) so that your voice rises from the distance, becomes quite clear in passing, and then fades away, telling its aleatory tales…..

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