The Folk Art of Greg Goul — Carvings, Inspiration, Nature, and Sketches.

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We have already had more than 50 inches of snow this Winter, and may break the yearly record this weekend. For the entire snow year, measured from July 1-June 30 each year, the Indianapolis area stands at 50.6 inches.

Here’s the top five ranking as of February 15:

  1. 58.2 inches — 1981-82
  2. 57.9 inches — 1977-78
  3. 51.7 inches — 1995-96
  4. 50.6 inches — 2013-14
  5. 50.0 inches — 2002-03

The upcoming Winter storm forecast calls for an additional 3-10 inches of snow and ice. We may still break the record yet.

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About 70 percent of the Earth’s surface is water-covered, and the oceans hold about 96.5 percent of all Earth’s water. Some variation of the Gull seems to exist everywhere in the world. My folk art bird carving is more based on the Herring Gull and is abundant in the Winter months in the southern parts of the United States. Herring Gulls are year-round in the Michigan area, and generally bread in the Canadian region.

This folk art bird carving of a Herring Gull is carved from Basswood. I used milk paints, various stains, and techniques to age the carving.

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Sarah and I went to Key West, Florida, for a few short days. It wasn’t necessarily to escape the near record-setting Winter that we are have here in Indiana, but rather a work/reward trip that Sarah had earned. The plan was to fly in to Key West and hit the beach, but that didn’t work out weather-wise. We ended up landing in Fort Lauderdale and hopping a bus ride down the Keys for a few hours. I didn’t mind at all. There is only one way in, and one way out of the Keys by road. A visit to Hemingway’s house was nice and so was the Key Lime pie.

Coming back was a bit jarring though. Looking out the plane window and only seeing white upon landing was unsettling. Even now, I can still hear the Atlantic.