Teton Journal Fall 2010

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Where the River Flows

The Heroism of the Ordinary

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As fall gets into full swing, I am reminded of falls past, and the memories that they contain. As I grow older, the more I realize the things in life that really matter, and how easy it is to lose sight of them. Things like family, health, and the regard of others. It is often life’s simplest treasures that are the most indispensable. As the year begins to wrap up I encourage you to focus on the things that really matter, and let go of things that seem so important, but in reality are incredibly fleeting. Go out of your way this fall to spend more time with those that you care about, to reach out to the people in your life that need you, and to endeavor to look within yourself and focus on refining the priorities in your life. I know that personally some of the best times that I have ever experienced were sparked by a self-examination revolving around where I was headed and why I was going there.

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Susan BordenKircher

Chad Libby

Ronnie Turpin

Shari Nundahl

Candace Hunter

Margaret Manning

John Piper

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12. Hello, My Father Just Died. John Piper discusses the passing of his father, and how to find purpose even in difficult times . By John Piper

Living6. The Heroism of the Ordinary. Are you living up to your potential? By Margaret Manning

10. Where the River Flows. This fall is the time to fish, but are you fishing, or fishing? By Ronnie Turpin

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Giovanni’s Restaurant: A Teton Taste of ItalyAuthentic Italian Cuisine as Grand as the Tetons

Looking for an authentic Italian meal in Jackson? Look no further than Giovanni’s Italian Restaurant. Located at 690 South Highway 89 in Jackson, Giovanni’s offers a generous selection of traditional Italian meals at a price that will keep you coming back.

Giovanni's classic style is enhanced by a beautiful, rich interior styling. The dark wood ceiling beams and neutral colors entice restaurant goers to relax while the classical Italian art transports them far from the mountains of Wyoming to the magical Italian countryside.

This warm, romantic environment enhances Giovanni’s true treasure: their sensational entree items. The menu is full of welcome surprises as well as traditional Italian flavors such as the Chicken Romano, Fettuccine Alfredo, and Lasagna Napoletana, leaving traditional and adventurous palettes equally satisfied. A variety of vegetarian dishes are also available as well as gluten free pasta, upon request. Giovanni’s prides themselves on being a family-friendly establishment and provides a children’s menu. Bottomless

salad and bread rolls are also a temptation to the taste buds.

Giovanni’s has outdoor patio seating for the spring and summer months. If you are feeling in the mood to eat in, they also welcome to go orders that you can pick up on the way home from work. Entree prices range from $14 to $25 with most of the meals coming in under $20. Giovanni’s is open daily from 5pm. For reservations, call 307.734.1970 or visit www.jhgiovannis.com.

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by Shari Nundahl


In a yoga practice, the breath is your foundation. Foundation is defined as “the basis or groundwork for anything”. So true. Without breath, you have no energy, no vitality and eventually your earthly body will die. Conversely, with breath, you experience renewed health, heightened awareness, a sense of calm and freedom from the emotional roller-coaster of life.

Your breath is also a reflection of your emotional state. Think back to your last anxious moment: coming close to hitting an oncoming car, finding that your toddler has disappeared in the middle of a busy department store, or speaking in front of a group and the “picture them in their underwear” advice just isn’t working. Immediately you react to this stress, your breath quickens and becomes shallow, your body warms and you feel out of control.

Thankfully, God designed your breath not only to reflect your emotional and physical reactions, but also to change them. With deliberate intention, you can go from stressed to calm in the matter of a few deep breaths.

Most adults use only a fraction of their full breathing capacity, and the insufficient supply of oxygen is what allows stress and fatigue into the body. Learning proper breathing techniques will not only make for a successful yoga practice but will also enhance health, vitality and emotional well-being off the mat.

Take what you would consider a normal breath right now. How much of your body “felt” the breath? For most people, a normal breath involves only the chest, with a gentle rise and fall. Now, close your mouth gently and take a deep breath in and out through your nose. As you try this deeper, nasal breath, see if you can feel the breath flowing

through the body in a way that reaches far more than the chest. Feel the inhale move upward to the neck and face. Feel the exhale flow downward toward the belly. Notice the energy that the breath creates, revitalizing your entire body. Notice also the release of tension that the deep breath allows.

Since your breath is what connects your mind to your body, that breath then becomes the single most important factor in maximizing your body’s potential. It becomes your foundation. If your breath is shallow and rapid, your muscles will not have the energy necessary to complete the yoga practice, and you will remain tense and fatigued. However, if you are able to reset your breathing patterns to a steady, rhythmic cycle of inhalations and exhalations, you will begin to feel your resistance fall away, your muscles energized, and your joints open and receptive to greater range of motion. With every inhalation you are literally bringing in new life, and with each exhalation you are letting go of the old baggage that weighed you down. Eventually, you will learn to couple your movements in the postures of yoga with your breath until they are flowing in unison in a dance of movement and meditation.

Try this basic yoga breath now, called the complete breath. Begin by sitting cross-legged on your mat or in a chair. Hold your spine as erect as possible with your buttocks situated squarely on the mat. Close your mouth gently, without pursing your lips or clenching your jaw, and breathe only through your nose. Allow your nasal breath to flow from inhale to exhale without interruption. Make it the deepest, longest breath you can take. Take about 5 breaths with no regard to anything but moving the breath in and out. Then slowly begin to

notice your posture. Extend up through your spine to lengthen from the base of your spine through the back of your neck. Pull upward through the crown of your head as though you have a hook attached to it. Continue to lengthen on each inhale.

On each exhale from this position, think of isolating and relaxing each of the muscles of the face. On another inhale, open your chest, keeping the shoulders back and spine tall. On the following exhale, relax your shoulders down away from the ears. Then place one hand on the abdomen, just below the navel. Breathe deeply enough to feel the hand rise and fall slowly. Notice that the belly gently expands on the inhale and deflates on the exhale. Keep your tailbone pointed down to lengthen your lower back. Next, try moving one hand onto the ribcage to feel the expansion and deflation of the ribcage with the rise and fall of the breath. Finally, move one hand to just below the collarbone. Try breathing slowly and deeply into the top of your chest, pushing the breath to the back of the throat on the exhale.

The length and depth of your breath on both the inhale and the exhale should be about equal to each other when using the complete breath. Remember, as a general rule of thumb, you lengthen and reach on the inhalations and fold, bend, twist and close on the exhalations, drawing you deeper into each pose. No matter how you move, your breath always serves as your foundation for that movement.

Susan is the author of “ Yoga For Christians” and leads the nationally-acclaimed ministry “Outstretched in Worship”. She lives in Daphne, Alabama which is home to her yoga studio, The Centre.

Foundational Breathing

TJ

By Susan Bordenkircher


The Heroismof the Ordinary

The question was asked and the room fell silent: "Does anyone ever feel they've lived up to their potential?" It was a loaded question, not only because it was asked in a group of persons struggling with vocation, but also because the word "potential" is elusive in its definition. What does "potential" mean in a world that views achievement as athletic prowess, celebrity status, or economic success? If the exceptional is the guide for the achievement of one's potential, how will those of us who live somewhere between the average and the ordinary ever feel we've arrived?

The inherent routine and mundane tasks that fill our days contribute to the struggle to understand our "potential.” How can one possibly feel substantial when one's day-in, day-out existence is filled with the tedium of housework, paying bills, pulling weeds, and running endless errands? These tasks are not celebrated, or noticed. They are the daily details that make up our routine. Indeed for artists and bus drivers, homemakers and neurosurgeons, astronauts and cashiers our days are filled with repetitive motion, even if we do have moments of great challenge or extraordinary success. It is no wonder then, with our societal standards and our routine-filled lives, that we wonder about our potential. Indeed, does much of what we do even matter when it feels so ordinary? Does the "ordinary" contribute to our sense of meeting our potential, or does it's predominance in our lives simply serve as a

By Margaret Manning


perpetual reminder of a failure to thrive?

The "simple lifestyle" movement attempts to locate potential in exactly the opposite ways of our society. In this movement, simplicity unlocks the key to potential, and not acquisition, or achievement, or recognition. Clearing out what clutters and complicates makes room for finding potential in what is most basic and routine. In the Christian tradition, as well, there are many who believe that one's potential and one's purpose would only be found in the radical call of simplicity. Some of the earliest Christians, who fled the luxury and security of Rome once Constantine made Christianity the official religion of the Empire, believed that one's "holiness" potential could only be achieved within the radical austerity of a monastic cell. There in the cloistered walls where each and every day presented simple routine, repetitive tasks, and the regular rhythm of prayer and worship, perseverance with the ordinary became the path to one's potential.

Brother Lawrence is one of the most well known of this type of monastic. In The Practice of Prayer, Margaret Guenther writes that "Brother Lawrence, our patron of housekeeping, was a hero of the ordinary." As one who found his potential in cultivating a

profound awareness of God in the ordinary tasks of his day, Brother Lawrence was the "hero of the ordinary." While he attended chapel with the other monks, his true sanctuary was there amongst the pots and pans of his Carmelite kitchen. What we may not realize in the popularized retelling of his story is that he hated his work. His abbot wrote about him:

The same thing was true of his work in the kitchen, for which he had a naturally strong aversion; having accustomed himself to doing everything there for the love of God, and asking His grace to do his work, he found he had become quite proficient in the fifteen years he had worked in the kitchen."

Quite proficient in the kitchen. Could it be that Brother Lawrence was able to fulfill his potential by washing dishes? Despite his strong aversion, he found purpose in the very midst of the most mundane and ordinary tasks of life. He fulfilled his potential by focusing on faithfulness. This is not faithfulness that triumphs over the desire to fulfill one's potential. Indeed, as Guenther describes it "faithfulness rarely feels heroic; it feels much more like showing up and hanging in. It is a matter of going to our cell, whatever form that might take, and letting it teach us what it will."(3) Availing

himself to consistent faithfulness yielded the blessing of both proficiency and presence—the presence of God—right there in midst of the monotony of dirty pots and pans.

Fulfilling one's potential has little to do with greatness. And yet, the heroism of the ordinary does not preempt "greatness" that our world confers to those who have reached their potential with staggering and dramatic achievement; for even those who achieve greatness have faced the drama of routine and the tidal wave of tedium. But to assign the fulfillment of one's potential solely to great acts and recognition is to miss the blessing that comes from faithful acts of devotion, often done routinely and heroically in the ordinary of our everyday. Perhaps it might be said of us, as it was of Brother Lawrence: "He was more united with God in his ordinary activities."

Margaret Manning is a member of the speaking and writing team at Ravi Zacharias International Ministries in Seattle, Washington. Originally printed February 9, 2010. Reprinted with permission from Ravi Zacharias International Ministries.

TJ

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The fish are waiting and the weather is fantastic, opening the way for great adventure. And the object of the exercise is not fishing but … fishing. What do I mean? What is fishing? Is it a time of recreation, of challenge? For sure it is that, but the real challenge as we move into Fall is to make it even more.

There are times in life when all of the right things come together and something more than fishing takes place. I think that the “something more” is what fishing is all about.

Go to a local fly fishing shop—there are several great ones in Jackson. Ask the attendant, “What are they biting on? What have you heard about this area?” Generally, those in this service industry are open and very helpful. They really want you to fish and have a great time doing it. They want you to go out and use their products and fish. This is first-order fishing. Many will fish and finish their time in water without ever taking in real fishing.

Let’s say you have all the gear, you know where you are going, and you’re ready to head out. Will second-order, real fishing take place?

Let me explain. It is easy to have the best gear, the perfect conditions, and even have the fish biting. In fact, you can catch your limit but still never really experience what fishing is all about.

Years ago, Robert Redford directed the movie “A River Runs Through It.” In one

scene, the star, Brad Pitt, is catching a huge river trout as his brother and father look on. With its terrific cinematography and superb acting, the scene makes the movie. But what ultimately stands out about that scene is not the size of the fish, the river, or the gorgeous landscape. It’s what comes out of the experience: a memory. It is the memory that Redford and his cast communicate so perfectly. I am sure that fly fishing equipment sales went through the roof after the movie’s release. The movie communicated what it really means to fish, which is tied with capturing a moment in time for all time. The best fishing locks a great life experience into your subconscious and lets you move on into life with that experience as a treasure.

That is real fishing. It is capturing a moment so that later, when you are in the office, alone driving in the car, or at any other time, you can relive the joy of the time you spent in beautiful surroundings and reconnect with real life. It is creating a memory so powerful that the cares of life cannot diminish it, and you can experience it over and over again.

The fish themselves may have been caught, lost, or never even snagged on the end of your line. In the end, real fishing is not about fish, or catching them. It is about the wonder of being in a pristine environment, breathing in fresh air and making a memory. This is fishing. It is leaving the stream or river and returning to your own environment and schedule with an experience to treasure forever. This can happen again and again if we come to the place—not just physically, but in our minds

and spirits—where we focus on the moments and on living. About a month ago I watched as two boys tried to get their father’s attention. They tried to share with him something of importance from their point of view. Technically, I suppose, they were fishing together—but their dad, with all his gear on, spent his time on the phone to an “important” client. He’d taken them fishing, but real fishing never took place. Throughout the experience he was somewhere else, with someone else, as the sons fished. I am not sure what they will take away from that time in the stream of life, but something was lost as the convenience of technology stole away the miracle of real fishing.

Some men and women have a treasure box full of great fishing gems and jewels. They have discovered that fishing is not about fish, or gear, or any of the things money can buy. Fishing is about living. It is about leaving the headphones, the marketplace, and the other trappings of modern life behind. When we do our best fishing, what we catch is not fish but our own lives, which can so often and so easily slip away from us. Fishing gives us something to hold onto that is, in the end, much more important than the fish themselves. And Jackson, Wyoming is one of the best places in the world to live in the stream and take in what fishing is all about: making a memory. So hit the stream this Fall and go fishing.

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An afternoon outing to Moo’s Gourmet Ice Cream Shop is a year-round delight. In the summer, customers often see the faces of adults and children alike light up while they watch their favorite ice cream being scooped out of the bucket and eagerly await their ice cream cone to be passed over the counter into their open hands. In the winter, afternoon's are warmed by Rick’s homemade Clam Chowder, the perfect companion to the chili cheese and sauerkraut topped Nathan’s Famous Hot Dogs that Moo’s offers.Located off the square at 110 North Center Street, Moo’s offers over 189 flavors of all natural, homemade ice cream and sorbets. All of the ice creams that they serve follow a stringent set of criteria created by owners Rick and Vicki Bickner.Moo’s takes "all natural" to a whole new level: a level that is refreshing and leaves customers with the knowledge that even their afternoon splurge was as healthy as possible.To enter into the Moo’s Ice Cream family, the recipe must contain no preservatives, additives, flavorings,

colorings, extracts, guar gums, solidifiers, or stabilizers of any kind. As for sorbets they also have a meticulous regime to follow which includes not having any concentrates, corn syrups, juices, citric acids, essences, pectins, colorings, flavorings, or corn sugar solids. The sorbets are also entirely diabetic friendly.Moo's also offers a generous selection of truffles, fudges, and assorted chocolate-covered indulgences. Rick and Vicki are passionate about constantly creating new, mouth-watering flavor combinations to ensure that every experience at Moo's is a new adventure. Chocolate Cabernet Sauvignon, Belgian White Chocolate Hazelnut, and New York Cheesecake are a few of the flavors that have already become local favorites.As seasons change, don't forget that an afternoon at Moo's isn't something that has to fade away with summer. Continuing a 14-year tradition, Moo's Gourmet Ice Cream Shop will continue to cool their customers in the summer and warm them in the winter.

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Hello, My Father Just DiedTuesday, March 6, 2007. 2 a.m.

The following is John Piper’s journal entry narrating his Father’s death on Tuesday, March 6, 2007.

The big hospital clock in room 4326 of Greenville Memorial Hospital said, with both hands straight up, midnight. Daddy had just taken his last breath. My watch said 12:01, March 6, 2007.

I had slept a little since his last morphine shot at ten. One ear sleeping, one on the breathing. At 11:45, I awoke. The breaths were coming more frequently and were very shallow. I will not sleep again, I thought. For ten minutes, I prayed aloud into his left ear with Bible texts and pleadings to Jesus to come and take him. I had made this case before, and this time felt an unusual sense of partnership with Daddy as I pressed on the Lord to relieve this warrior of his burden.

I finished and lay down. Good. Thank you, Lord. It will not be long. And, grace upon grace, hundreds of prayers are being answered: He is not choking. The gurgling that threatened to spill over and drown him in the afternoon had sunk deep, and now there was simple clear air, shorter and

shorter. I listened from where I lay next to him on a foldout chair.

That’s it. I rose and waited. Will he breathe again? Nothing. Fifteen or twenty seconds, and then a gasp. I was told to expect these false endings. But it was not false. The gasp was the first of two. But no more breaths. I waited, watching. No facial expressions. His face had frozen in place hours before. One more jerk. That was all. Perhaps an eyebrow twitch a moment later. Nothing more.

I stroked his forehead and sang,

My gracious Master and My GodAssist me to proclaimTo spread through all the earth abroadThe honors of thy name.

Daddy, how many thousands awaited you because of your proclamation of the great gospel. You were faithful. You kept the faith, finished the race, fought the fight. “Make friends for yourselves with unrighteous mammon that they might receive you into eternal habitations.”

I watched, wondering if there could be other reflexes. I combed his hair. He always wore a tie. The indignities of death are many, but we tried to minimize them. Keep the covers straight. Pull the gown up around his neck so it looks like a sharp turtleneck. Tuck the gappy shoulder slits down behind so they don’t show. Use a wet washcloth to keep the secretions from crusting in the eyelashes. And by all means, keep his hair combed. So now I straightened his bedding and combed his hair and wiped his eyes and put the mouth moisturizer on his lips and tried to close his mouth. His mouth would not stay closed. It had been set in that position from hours and hours of

strained breathing. But he was neat. A strong, dignified face.

I called my sister Beverly first, then Noël. Tearfully we gave thanks. Get a good night’s rest. I will take care of things here with the doctor and the nurses and the mortuary arrangements. I will gather all our things and take them back to the motel. “I wish I had been there,” Beverly lamented. Yes. That is good. But don’t let that feeling dominate now. In the days to come, you will look back with enormous gratitude for the hundreds of hours you gave serving Daddy. It is my turn to be blessed.

The nurse came to give him his scheduled morphine shot. As she walked toward me I said, “He won’t need that any more.” “Is he gone?” “Yes. And thank you so much for your ministry to him.” “I will notify the doctor so he can come and verify. I will leave you alone.” “Yes, thank you.”

The doctor in his green frock came at 12:40 and listened with his stethoscope to four different places on Daddy’s chest. Then he pulled back the sheet and said, “I must apply some pain stimuli to his nail base to see if he reacts. Then he used his flashlight to test Daddy’s eyes. “The nurse supervisor will come and get the information we need about the mortuary.” Thank you.

Alone again, I felt his cheeks. Finally cool after the fevered and flushed fight. I felt his nose, as though I were blind. Then I felt mine. I thought, very soon my nose will be like your nose. It is already like your nose.

The nurse came. No thank you, an autopsy will not be necessary. Mackey Mortuary on Century Drive. My name is John, his son. My cell phone is . . . . “You may stay as long

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as you like.” Thank you. I will be leaving soon.

Now I just look at him. Nothing has changed in his face here in the darkness of this dim light. Just no movement. But I have watched his chest so long—even now, was that a slight rise and fall? No, surely not. It’s like sailing on the sea for days. On the land the waves still roll.

He has four-day’s beard and dark eyes. I lift an eyelid to see him eye to eye. They are dilated.

Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for sixty-one years of faithfulness to me. I am simply looking into his face now. Thank you. You were a good father. You never put me down. Discipline, yes. Spankings, yes. But you never scorned me. You never treated me with contempt. You never spoke of my future with hopelessness in your voice. You believed God’s hand was on me. You approved of my ministry. You prayed for me. Everyday. That may be the biggest change in these new days: Daddy is no longer praying for me.

I look you in the face and promise you with all my heart: Never will I forsake your gospel. O how you believed in hell and heaven and Christ and cross and blood and righteousness and faith and salvation and the Holy Spirit and the life of holiness and love. I rededicate myself, Daddy, to serve

your great and glorious Lord Jesus with all my heart and with all my strength. You have not lived in vain. Your life goes on in thousands. I am glad to be one.

I kissed him on his cold cheek and on his forehead. I love you, Daddy. Thank you.

It was 12:55 as I walked out of room 4326. Just before the elevators on the fourth floor in the lounge, a young man in his twenties was sitting alone listening to his iPod with headphones. I paused. Then I walked toward him. He stopped his music. Hello, my father just died. One of the greatest tributes I could pay to him is to ask you, Are you ready to meet God? “Yes, Sir.” That would make my father very happy. You know Jesus is the only way? “Yes, Sir.” Good. Thank you for letting me talk to you.

As I drove out of the parking lot, I stopped. The moon was a day past full. It was cold—for Greenville. I looked at this great hospital. Thank you, Lord, for this hospital. I will probably never lay eyes on it again.

John Piper is the Pastor for Preaching at

Bethlehem Baptist Church in Minneapolis,

Minnesota. He grew up in Greenville, South

Carolina, and studied at Wheaton College,

where he first sensed God's call to enter the

ministry. He went on to earn degrees from Fuller

Theological Seminary (B.D.) and the University

of Munich (D.theol.). For six years he taught

Biblical Studies at Bethel College in St. Paul,

Minnesota, and in 1980 accepted the call to

serve as pastor at Bethlehem. John is the

author of more than 30 books and more than 25

years of his preaching and teaching is available

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Noel, have four sons, one daughter, and an

increasing number of grandchildren.

Community Fall Festival and Farmer’s Market

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• Free Harvest Lunch at noon on the town square. • Music

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Your are cordially invited to the 1st Annual Jackson Hole Community Festival and Farmer’s Market.Come join our local businesses in celebration.

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When you first step into Great Harvest BreadCo. in Jackson, the first thing that you notice is the smell: it’s fresh. To the early morning wanderer the aroma of fresh baking bread and rich coffee is a welcoming greeting. Owners Adam Scott and Andrew Miller pride themselves not only on their product but also on their purpose. “All our breads are made with the same base ingredients: whole wheat, flour, water, honey, yeast, and salt, that’s it,” says Adam as he explains the corporate culture of their enterprise. For such a curtailed list of ingredients, Great Harvest manages to create a surprising variety of varying baked goods. Even more surprising is the cost of their baked goods. For less than the cost of a comparable grocery store loaf Great Harvest offers multiple all natural alternatives with no preservatives.

As much as the seasonal tourist traffic is welcome, Adam is clear in the focus of Great Harvest: “We are all about locals, that’s why we built this business. A local, working downtown can come in and order a healthy, nutritious

sandwich with chips and a drink and be out the door for around ten dollars.” Adam and Andrew are no strangers to downtown Jackson, having combined over ten years of experience working on or near the square. Both understand what it’s like to have to grab a quick lunch and be back to work quickly. Great Harvest believes in the local market so much they also offer field lunches that are perfect for a day in the outdoors. A hunter, rafter, or skier can get a lunch that is healthy, and tasty that they can enjoy far from a restaurant.

Adam and Andrew believe in the dogma of Great Harvest, which is well embodied in the company motto of “Be loose, and have fun!” The atmosphere of their bakery is fun, relaxed, and inviting. In addition to breads they also have a variety of sweets which are great for a snack on the run. If you are downtown and looking for a healthy, all-natural meal, look no further than Great Harvest Bread Company. Great Harvest is open Monday - Saturday from 7 AM to 6 PM.

155 Center Street, Jackson Hole, Wyoming 83001 • 307.734.8227 • www.greatharvestjacksonhole.com

Be loose, and have fun!

Lunches for LocalsSandwich, chips and a drink for around

$10.

Open Monday - Saturday7AM to 6PM

Gift BasketsBuild your own gift baskets are available.

Our breads are made fresh daily using hand-picked wheat berries that we mill every morning. Come taste the time-honored baked goods that sets

Great Harvest apart.

GREAT HARVEST BREAD CO.Jackson Hole’s All Natural Bread and Bakery Company


Kyle Anderson’s Antler Art

Jackson is home to many world class artists, who work in a variety of mediums. One such artist is Kyle Anderson. He specializes in artwork that he creates from a renewable resource that is completely nature given: antler. We sat down to talk to Kyle about his art, his life and his views on everything in between.

TJ: Kyle, what first interested you in antler sculpture?

Well, growing up in Georgia I was used to seeing white tailed deer, which are small in comparison to the Rocky Mountain Elk. Over sixteen years ago, after moving to Jackson Hole, I saw some of my first elk antlers and I thought they were the coolest things I had ever seen. I was already making wood furniture, but couldn’t resist using the new medium of antler.

TJ: What is your favorite aspect of antler carving?

I consider antlers to be one of natures most beautiful adornments. It is also an exceptional quality material for carving, it’s very ivory-like. I suppose my favorite aspect of antler carving is taking up where nature left off, and adding my own unique vision to each individual piece.

TJ: How long do you spend planning and creating a typical piece of your art?

Obviously it varies with the size and type of piece, but I would say it

averages between 25 to 40 hours from concept to conclusion.

TJ: What are some of the typical questions people ask you about your creations?

Are they real? Many people have seen the cast resin antlers on the market these days and often assume what they see in my gallery could be synthetic antler. Another common question I am asked is where do you get them from? I think that people are awe struck by the amount of antlers that are

available in this neck of the woods.

TJ: What’s it like being an artist in Jackson Hole?

I cannot imagine a more perfect environment in which to be inspired as an artist. We live in such a pristine area, the sheer beauty provides constant inspiration.

TJ: What has changed most in the years you have been sculpting? Have you seen many significant changes?

I don’t generally focus on large carvings as much as I did when I first started. I like to incorporate carvings now into structural pieces, such as tables, mirrors, and beds. I like to use carvings as an accent to larger functional furniture pieces instead of creating a carving in it’s own right.

TJ: What’s your favorite part of your job?

I get to be creative and express my love of nature and the raw materials it provides, such as fossils and obviously antlers, as well

as beautiful wood. I also like being self-employed, and the freedom that provides.

TJ: What do you see as the future of your craft?

I like to think that it’s an evolution. I continue to evolve as my skills and interests change and mature. I definitely see using wood, antler, stones and fossils until the day I die, thats not going to change.

TJ: What’s one thing you wish you could tell everyone about your art?

That it comes from the heart. I truly care about

the things I create. Hopefully the good energy that goes into every piece brings the family’s that purchase my creations happiness.

Kyle’s antler artworks can be viewed at Game Trail Gatherings, 55 South Glenwood Street, Jackson, Wyoming. For more information call 307.732.2112 or visit:

www.gametrailgatherings.com

TJ

Unique and Beautiful. Just Like You.

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Teton Journal Fall 2010