Rev. Jesse Jackson (1941-2026)

I remember riding my bicycle on the 22-mile Hockhocking Adena Bikeway from Athens, OH to the campus of Hocking College in Nelsonville, OH on Sunday, September 27, 1998 to see the Reverend Jesse Jackson speak at a “leave no one behind” rally that kicked off Appalachian Cultural Awareness Week. Willie Nelson was supposed to be there, but he canceled at the last minute.

Rev. Jackson back in 2015 (Click on image to enlarge.)

Freehand iPad artwork in Sketch Club, Procreate, and iColorama using a photo reference and an Apple Pencil

Photographic Memory: Indelible Grief

Kent State University, May 4, 1970. Jeffrey Miller shot dead. John Filo’s photo of Mary Ann Vecchio’s reaction. Kent State Pietà.

Kent State Pietà

iPad artwork in Shetch Club then iColorama on iPad Pro with Apple Pencil. John Filo reference photo.

Press Release

Press Release

We Blew It at Athens Hot Glass

Yea, we blew it all right, but it was worth it! Back in December of 2025 Annyth had signed us up for a private glass blowing lesson under the guidance of Tiffany McCann and Gordon Blozy at Athens Hot Glass Glassblowing Studio that took place on Friday, January 2, 2026. It was instructional and fun. Annyth said she wanted a blue and orange vase, and boom, Tiffany and Gordon helped her blow it. I said I wanted a green, purple, and yellow Mardi Gras globe, and Gordon said, oh, a sun catcher, we can do that, and they helped me blow it. That’s how we started off the new year by blowing it from the start.

Athens Hot Glass Glassblowing Studio [Click on image to enlarge.]

Technical: I did a couple of really quick freehand iPad drawings in Sketch Club and included them with a few images and action shots.

10 years of guitar-related, digital images and some homemade music.

A 35-second YouTube video.

Another Jacob Collier, an hour this time

Last time it was 30 minutes with Jacob. (Did you click on that hyperlink?)  I nearly doubled that this time, as shown below on the Sketch Club stats.

I’m so blown out of the water by Jacob Collier. If you’re not familiar with him, do yourself a favor and look him up. Just type ”J” in your browser’s search bar, and at this point, the rest will self populate, and he’ll appear in your living room with a dozen instruments, an orchestra, and a conductor’s baton. It’s best if you have over 100 guests so he can divide you into groups.

Seriously, he’s one in a million; and, he wears colorful clothes.

Maestro Jacob Collier (click on image to enlarge)

Sketch Club Stats

Then I looked up and they were gone

1,464 brush strokes in Sketch Club on my iPad and roughly 29 minutes, I looked up, and suddenly they were gone. I’m at One Line Coffee in the Franklinton neighborhood of Columbus, Ohio. Annyth’s getting her hair cut next door.

…looked up, and we’re gone pecans…

Our Annual Christmas Letter: O

This year’s annual retreat was held at Burr Oak Lodge & Conference Center in Glouster, OH. Over the course of three extremely productive days, thanks to the consulting team from McKinsey & Company, the Board of Trustees, senior management, and the entire staff at portfoliolongo.com revisited our organizational values and refreshed our vision and mission statements using 356 yards of butcher-block paper, 17 dozen scented markers, and 1,257 colored stickies. All together, the 36 participants invested a combined total of 6,854 lbs. of competence!
In addition to our Annual Report, a copy of which is being mailed to you, we hereby issue our Annual Christmas Letter for 2025 in keeping with our 15-year tradition. In accordance with our commitments to parsimony and stewardship, it’s O. You’re welcome to visit our North American headquarters over the holidays in Canaan Township, Athens County, where you will see our letter posted. (Click here to view previous annual Christmas letters.)

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Dave

Dave, in 2014

Rest in peace, my friend.
Obituary for David Leroy Thornburg

You know, you were 38 when we became friends in 1978. I was 22.
When you died a couple of weeks ago, you were 85.
Well, here I am, 69, finally getting up there myself.
I’m gonna miss you in many ways.