Running Away – True Heroes #4

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Run Away Child

Did you ever run away from home as a child? It took some planning and some guts, didn’t it.  You probably got no further than half way down the block or more than a few hundred yards behind you home in the woods before you turned around or were found by one of your parents.  But for most of us we actually never did get to the point of actually running away. We thought about it, we maybe even planned it, but we didn’t do it. Why not? Because we were afraid. We were afraid of danger and the unknown, afraid of starving or getting lost, afraid of not having any help and afraid of hurting those we left behind, especially if we had brothers or sisters younger than we were.

Run Away Adult

I remember my ex-wife at one point in our final throes of divorce saying there had been many times during our marriage she just wanted to run away.  Just have it all be gone, have me gone. I have heard many other women since then say the same thing, and I have seen even more people say it on Facebook or Twitter.  They say it with humor, but underneath they are serious in their desire to escape.

Why don’t they run away?  In many ways the reasons are the same as for kids. They are afraid of danger, the unknown, starvation, getting lost, not having support or help, and abandoning those left behind.  Hopefully for an adult the last item on the list is much more important.  It is no longer about just what the person running away wants, it’s about the responsibility one has to those still remaining. The children who don’t deserve to be abandoned, the home, the neighbors, the family, the friends, the work, whatever it is.  There is a feeling of obligation – I have to face my worries, my fears, my burdens and work through them the best I can.  

In the end, that is what makes a soldier a true military hero, and it is what makes a parent an everyday hero.


Drawing and commentary © 2015 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

Quote is an English Proverb


Here is the Periscope video that shows the creation of the drawing.

Photographic Sunday – Digital Portraits

I sometimes forget to post my photography here, thinking it’s only about the drawings. But I like showing you the other aspects of my creative exploration and I think this is a particularly interesting series I have embarked on.

Starting with a photograph (sometimes one I or someone else has taken, sometimes a screenshot from Periscope) I layer line drawing, color and original photograph. I use my finger and work in layers to create the effect I want. Most of these have been done in bed before I go to sleep.

 

 


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A Boy as Hero – True Heroes #3

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Big Hero

When I was 13 I had just moved to a new town all the way across the country. My first day of Junior High I saw her. The most beautiful girl in school. She was a vision, a beauty, a mystery. I had a crush on her from 7th to 9th grade. I had recurring dream during that time of us being in a bus crash and me being the hero that saved her and helped her afterwards.  I thought that is what it would have taken to get her to admire me, to look up to me, to fall in love with me. That is what being a hero meant to me.  

Small Hero

Fast forward many decades.  Facebook is reconnecting everyone from back in the day. And who should eventually be on it but her.  I friend her, she friends me, but she isn’t on very often and we don’t actually talk or connect until one day I posted something about me participating in a control study for the aviation industry.  I had to stay for 20 hours in a hyperbaric chamber as part of a test. 

She saw my post and wrote to me asking me if I could connect her with the director of the organization I did the study with because she was writing an article on that topic. And so I made the introduction and she got her interview.  She was very appreciative.

Practice Heroism

That is what being a hero means to me now. And that means I have moved from the fantasy, extraordinary effort definition of heroism to the real life, helping people definition. That doesn’t mean the first definition doesn’t exist, it does and is extraordinary. But most of daily life is not in that realm. If we wait for the extraordinary event for us to exhibit effort on behalf of another then we have no heroic muscle memory. Heroism is made up of thousands of small acts of kindness and love.  Those are the practice runs that allow you to complete the race when it arrives.


Drawing and commentary © Marty Coleman | Napkindad.com

Quote by Edward Howe


The Reminder – A Coffee Drawing

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They sat attentive, leaning forward, interested in what one another had to say.  The coffee shop buzzed with noise around them but they were not distracted. I sat in the corner and drew.

The woman facing me had a green sweatshirt on with the logo of ‘New Life Ranch’ on the front. I knew the place well. It was a summer camp in Oklahoma, near the Arkansas border, and my daughters had gone there a number of times. We even went there for family camp twice.

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It was the place I took two of the best photographs of my life.  Both were of the creek that ran through the camp, early on a fog enshrouded morning.  One was just the creek, but the other was of my youngest daughter reaching for a rope swing so she could swing and drop into the creek. We had heard the night before that there would be a sunrise swim in the creek. Chelsea wanted to go so we got up very early and I accompanied her to meet the others. I remember sitting with her on this little bench waiting for everyone else, talking about how exciting it was going to be to jump in the cold creek.  No one else showed up.  We decided they were all wimps and she was the most courageous of them all.  She still wanted to do it so I took photos as she took the plunge.

Unfortunately, so far I have not been able to find the shot of her.  I am still looking!


Drawing and photo © 2015 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com


Surpassing Surpassing – True Heroes #2

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The Star

If you watch a baseball game, like I did last night as the Kansas City Royals won the World Series over the New York Mets, there is usually a ‘hero’ that stands out. He may score the winning run or perhaps he strikes out the side.  However, without exception, if you hear an interview with that person after the game is won, he will say it was a team effort.  He may say, “Yes, I had my good stuff on the pitching mound today.” But it’s also likely they will say a lot more along the lines of, “I was just trying to contribute to the team.”

The Servant

That got me thinking, what is it they are really wanting to do?  They are wanting to serve their team. Yes, they probably like the glory of exalted newspaper accounts and TV reporting.  But it’s their teammates who are actually counting on them and it’s into that locker room full of teammates that he must go after the game.  If a player is too consumed with surpassing personal records and getting personal glory instead of serving the greater good, they will not be liked or respected in that locker room.

Walks of Life

Combat – It’s often said that the soldiers immediate mindset is to serve and protect his or her fellow soldiers, not to fight for glory or some abstract cause.  

Family – Mothers and fathers are not vying for an actual ‘Parent of the Year’ trophy. They simply serving their children as best they can.

Business – A superior, if he or she is good, is suppose to be serving you, not the other way around.

Community – Politicians and activists who are best at what they do are the ones who are working to serve the community.

Examples

What personal examples do you have of those who work to serve instead of surpass?


Drawing and commentary © 2015 Marty Coleman | napkindad.com

Quote by Arthur Ashe, 1943-1993, American athlete