Joseph's Flying Circus
August 10-13, 2023
Billings, Montana
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, but I'm afraid my walk has become rather sillier recently so it takes me a rather long time."
-Ministry of Silly Walks, Monty Python
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Friends, Family, and Loved Ones,
This page will keep you updated with all of the information you might need if you are attending Dad's celebration of life.
We are so excited to see you, to share all the amazing stories, and to make merry in honor of the passing of a great man.
To RSVP Please fill out this form: https://forms.gle/2Ujq6XW64aX92RvM8
Thursday 8.10
Tartan Road
Sips and Snacks
Thursday will be a travel day for most, but Suzanne's house will have snacks and sips for those arriving early and wanting to say hi.
Time: 5pm
Location: 2931 Tartan Rd, Billings MT 59101
Friday 8.11
Pompey's Pillar
We all know Dad really loved the outdoors. He was a volunteer at Pompey's Pillar National Monument for quite a while, so we thought it fitting to go out there and visit on Friday morning before it gets too hot.
Pompey's Pillar National Monument
TIME: 9am at Tartan Rd (it's about an hour away)
Be prepared to walk on paved paths and it may be hot so sunscreen and sunglasses/hats.
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Tacos at Tartan Rd
Upon our return to Billings, people can do whatever they would like until...DINNER! We will be back on Tartan Road with food and good times after 5pm.
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TIME: 5pm
Open house vibes, casual hangs.
Saturday 8.12
Stillwater River
The Stillwater River was one of Dad's favorite places and the Montana McKiernans thought this might be the perfect place for some of his ashes. The area is about two hours out of Billings into the mountains, so we anticipate a noon gathering at Stillwater near Nye, MT (more details and exact coordinates to come!) Bring a favorite story. Toasts encouraged.
This area is filled with fun things to see and do so the rest of the day is free to explore the tiny towns or our favorite mountain village Red Lodge.
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Time: 9am at Tartan Rd
About 1+ hour away (will share pin with drivers) ​
Sunday 8.13
Yellowstone Cellars
Sleep in or find a great brunch spot! In the afternoon, we will be coming together one last time at Yellowstone Cellars from 5 pm to 9 pm. Dinner will be served. More tall tales will be told and we will all cheers for the big guy one last time before everyone goes home.
https://www.yellowstonecellars.com/
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TIME: 5pm
ACCOMODATIONS and
RECOMMENDATIONS
Billings and Montana, in general, has a tendency to fill up quickly over the summer, so booking flights and rooms is best done ASAP.
The places we recommend checking first: (Billings isn't that big, if you have questions please give us a holler)
AirBnB and VRBO have some great options as well.
Red Lodge and Mountain Ideas:
Yellowstone National Park, Yellowstone Wildlife Sanctuary, Sam's Tap Room, Roscoe's Grizzly Bar and stay tuned for more are we get closer!
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Important Contacts:
Kate 323.791.5975
Mollie: 406.600.7531
Suzanne: 406.860.8865
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Photo Aesthetic by Joseph McKiernan
Very early when I got my first 35 mm camera, I noticed that very few of my pictures showed people. Of course, there were family and friends, and over the years more and more of those. However, the pictures my eye liked most had no people in the frame. I say “my eye” because it is like something other than my intentional thought deciding what might be interesting. So I’ve gone with it!
Looking more closely at what my eye decided to capture, it seemed that my photos were taken just before or after someone might have been in the frame. Or maybe there was someone just outside the frame somehow attached to what my eye was seeing. Examples would be Sherman Garage, Abiquiu Window, Hwy 50 House with Chair, and all those “places to sit”. These are very different from the scenics and landscapes I have taken over the years. Except for a few photos I don’t have the patience to build the connection between a pretty scene and the viewer. Does that mean my eye is looking for images that already have connections embedded in them?
In these later years, I have come to value the craft of photography more and more. I can now see that poorly focused or poorly printed images undermine the impact. This one could have been a really good picture if only I had been more careful of the depth of field or shutter speed or visualized the contrast range in advance. Unfortunately, you don’t get a do-over on a blurred or overexposed photo. The craft master is Ansel and he has articulated all the important principles of image-making. Ansel said it’s all about the light. You cannot take a picture of something, but only of how the light falls on something or someone.
While I sometimes mourn the passing of the need for darkroom skills, the truth is that the craft is easier now with image stabilization and Photoshop Elements. It may mean that “anyone” can take a sharp, well-exposed picture, but it also means that someone who knows the value of controlling all those elements can now do that much more effectively. The new challenge is to use all these great tools to get exactly what my eye was drawn to in the first place.
So, yesterday someone was in my office and looked at a picture I had taken of an old, rusted-out car in the tall grass. She said, “You must have a story behind that picture.” I said, “No, not really, but someone else probably has a story about it.” As usual, I don’t know what I think until I hear what I say. What fun to think about making up stories based on favorite photos! There was clearly something buried there, to begin with, now all that is needed is the effort to move outside the frame and uncover it.
Whistling Season by Ivan Doig
Even when it stands vacant the past is never empty. In these last minutes here in this house with its kitchen doorway that overheard so many whispered confidences, with its calendar that holds on to Octobers forever, something has found its way into the corner of my mind. A finding, in more ways than one. For it has come to me, amid the many jogs of memory today, that the contingency authority that we so feared back then still exists. I cannot even guess how far back from modern times it was last used, but there it stands, I am sure of it, obscurely tucked away in the powers of my office.
Angle of Repose by Wallace Stegner
What interests me in all these papers is not Susan Burling Ward, the novelist and illustrator, and not Oliver Ward the engineer, and not the West they spend their lives in. What really interests me is how two such unlike particles clung together, and under what strains, rolling downhill into their future, until they reached the angle of repose where I knew them. That’s where the interest is. That’s where the meaning will be if I find any.’