Dylon and The Founding Chain Fathers!?

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What the heck is Hero Week!?

With a successful Kickstarter under Whytes' belt - softcover Scrapbook proof in transit and waifu away visiting family - I decided that this is perfect time to unveil some of my latest work. Most of which was created in my so-called spare time - especially HeroChain.com

A unique advertainment project inspired by all the heroes - nameless and otherwise - who have inspired me over the years. Including the founding fathers and every motherfucker who's ever had the balls to fight for independence - even if it meant making peace with themself.

Keep you eyes peeled!

For shits and giggles I've dubbed this "event" Hero Week which runs across our social media network with all sorts of fresh work and flash sales from September 28th to October 4th, 2015 - when I will reveal the most gigantic Scrapbook banner to date!

I'm also using this opportunity to catch up with with much overdue fan request including this piece which comes to us all the way from MemeCenter! Thanks again - I'm sure you know who you are!

Remember - Be the Hero!

Have you ever had a dream (meaning ambition) worth fighting for?

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If you don't like my content then please stop looking at it!

If you have anything negative to say about our project then the only thing I can imagine is that you haven't - had a dream worth fight for. If you had then you would know exactly why you never ever stop fighting for what you love.

Or maybe you once thought you loved something but weren't able to follow through with your dream for various reasons? For that you have my empathy - really - I've been there - the years and years and years of struggling.

But that's exactly what it takes to create miracles these days - not the invisible hand of an omnipotent creator (whom I suspect is too busy painting sunsets to answers our some mortal asshole's prayers) - but thousands and thousands of hours of blood, sweat and tears fighting against insurmountable odds for what you want.

If you don't have what it takes to fight with every ounce of strength for what you love and are filled with only resentment for those who succeed you will never learn that thanks to democratizing crowdfunding platforms such as Kickstarter your dreams are closer than ever - all you need is the follow through to make it happen.

Seriously - if a monumental fuck-up like me can accomplish something this monumental - anybody can do it!

Are you familiar with the Story of Emeliano?

As I have mentioned numerous times one of the most rewarding aspects of the Scrapbook project has been recovering stories of the art's adventures. For today's tale I asked a long time Jack Whyte fan, collector and extended family member to share Emeliano (one of my personal favorite from Dad's acrylic paintings known as "rips") and they agreed.

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Dear Dylon, Ashley and Jack and Sue.

I am honoured to share my story of Emeliano.

We have had Emeliano in our lives for more than 30 years. 

He is over 6 feet tall in his huge Mexican hat.

I don't quite remember exactly how we came to own him, but I think it was in exchange for a couch and some mushroom-shaped stools that were manufactured for our Waterbed store, "Here and Now", in Toronto.

When we moved to Gore Bay, and were building our house, we stood him in full view of the workers, so as to act an an Inspector - ( after all, he had the "presence" and the gun !)

One Monday morning, we found him with his face to the wall, so we decided to mount him in the tiny main-floor (doorless) bathroom , where he remained for 28 years !

When we moved to Guelph because of Klaus's failing health, Emeliano was the first painting that we installed. 

He stands guard in our Rec. room, where he greets me each time I head for the Laundry.

I always feel comforted when I see him, and am proud to own this wonderful painting !

Greetings to you allllllll
XOXOXOX Auntie Donna

The latest Scrapbook Story revealed?

Good day. 

We spoke yesterday at your gallery. I was hoping that I could maybe get some background information from the artist about this piece. I adore this work and would love to know more about it. I can send more photos if needed. Thanks for any help you can give me. 

Thanks. Sandi

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Hi Sandi,

 I spoke with Dad and this is what he related to me:

"Sugar Bush - This painting was created as a Christmas present for my parents sometime in the 1970's. I'm not sure of the exact date - but it may be written on the painting. It hung in their home into the mid 1990's when it was purchased by the Sauls of Spring Bay - from that point I'm not sure how it wound its way through time

I'm pleased to hear you take joy from your painting - it was very personable to my parents who enjoyed it as well."

As you know we're currently running a Kickstarter campaign and were wondering if we may share your photograph and story?

Thanks in advance,

Dylon

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Absolutely!  Please do. Thanks for the information. It is a painting that I adore and it garners a great deal of conversation. Thanks for your help. Sandi

Go big or go home. 

Is it really darkest just before the dawn?

When I was young there was a time when somebody very important could no longer be there for me and so other friends stepped up to fill their shoes. Last evening one of the most cherished of these friends who would become closer than family finally won their battle with life and passed from this world.

With a lifetime of memories flashing through my head all at once one instance in particular comes to mind. I'm not even sure how old I was 7, 8 maybe 9 - one of those times when my dad must have just needed a break from handling me full time and so my friend took me on an overnight adventure to the West End.

Our excursion started with a short boat ride, made more fun by skipping over waves at high speed and trolling past long-forgotten shipwrecks as we eventually landed on a secluded sandy beach. After pitching our tent, starting a small campfire and eating k-rations we ended up staying up all night listening to the gentle waves, gazing at stars brighter than you can imagine, lighting reeds on fire and pretending they were cigars, finding one of those massive toads the size of a soccer ball that don't really seem to exist anymore and having million other overnight discoveries.

Sometime around 4:30, maybe 5 in the morning the horizon started to take on a pale glow and I asked if that was the sun coming up. "No, that's the false dawn," my friend explained. "The sky will get brighter for a while and then just before the actual sunrise it will get darker again." Apparently this was something to do with clouds and the curvature of the Earth - I was simply enraptured - I'd never seen the dawn before, false or otherwise.

And so we sat together on the beach and just like he said I watched wide-eyed as my first sunrise emerge out of the darkness.

I wish I could say this was a the beginning of a lifelong obsession with doing awesome things at the crack of day or that I remembered anything we talked about that night - but I don't.

All I have is the memory of a good friend who has now passed into history - There is no need not wish this soul peace or godspeed as I know for a fact that they were and will always be an angel of the highest capacity - after all - they put up with me.

Goodbye Uncle Don - you may be gone, but you will never be forgotten.

Winter Haven - Another Wonderful Scrapbook Story Emerges...

Hello Jack.. My name is Lynette.. My husband and I won a painting of yours about 4 years ago.. I saw a story about you in the recorder here on Manitoulin Island and visited the websites.. I was so very impressed with your story.. Our painting is with ice huts on the frozen lake.. My guess is Wosley Bay.. I love the history!.. I also believe I own 2 magazine covered TV tray tables, which have to be your work.. I have loved them since we bought our home in Meldrum Bay and often wondered about their story.. Now I know.. You are truly inspiring.. I lost my husband a year ago this past April, and now live in Meldrum bay permanently.. I brought the painting home here to the island, where it hangs on my wall.. Thank you for your story Jack! Regards...

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Hi Lynette,

Pardon the extreme delay in getting back to you - I completely missed your message until just now - I guess that's just how unfamiliar I am with Facebook.

It's wonderful to discover one of my paintings has been thoroughly enjoyed over the years. The scene is definitely of Lake Wolsey where the deep water makes a popular location for year round sport fishing including.

You may have encountered it already - but if you're interested in knowing more about your pieces I recently launched a free-to-read Scrapbook of my work located at http://scrapbook.whytesonline.com

To coincide with this project many Jack Whyte owners have been sharing their stories - with your permission may I share your story, anonymously of course?

Thanks in advance, pardon the delay once again, Jack

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OMG Jack!!! Thank you so much for the message!! Your painting is so beautiful and we were blessed to win it.. Thank You! You may share my story for sure.. can use my first name, I don't mind.. I knew it was of Wolsley.. I now live permanent in Meldrum Bay.. My late husband and I have a place on the water, so I moved here permanently... love it... I will for sure check out your site.. thanks so much.. I am looking at the painting right now.. it has a special spot.. inbox me if you ever get to Meldrum.. again, thanks 

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Thanks so much Lynette for sharing your story! Jack

I wished for a great story and all I got was this fantastic Scrapbook!?

It's true - for me it does matter the source - comic, book, TV, movies, video and computer game, etc... I'm always in it for the story! Which is why Scrapbook: a story of art truly blows me away - but don't take my word for it - read Scrapbook for free and see for yourself what the buzz is about!