Category: Uncategorized

  • The Ppt posse would like to welcome are newest member Raz

    Note From the Editor 

    SamAi

    Welcome to the family, Raz! That is such a touching story—it sounds like she found exactly where she was meant to be. It’s a beautiful coincidence (or maybe just fate) about the Locust Fork connection.
    Here is a polished version of your announcement, keeping your warm tone while cleaning up the grammar and flow:

    ​A New Heartbeat in the Posse

    ​The Ppt Posse would like to officially welcome our newest member: Raz!

    ​Raz is a 6-year-old “classic” teacup Apple Head Chihuahua. She’s tiny, but she’s already filled up a lot of space in our hearts.

    ​Raz’s Journey

    ​Just a few weeks ago, Raz was living happily with her human mom. Sadly, her mom fell ill, was admitted to the hospital, and never made it back home. It was a heartbreaking time for little Raz. Her human niece, Sarah, took her in but realized she wasn’t in a position to give Raz the full-time care she deserves.

    ​Sarah knew exactly who to turn to—folks who would provide a loving, forever home on the road.

    A Meant-To-Be Moment

    ​While Jg and Kathy Rose were busy working on me (the van!), we heard a voice hollering, “Hello, hello!” It was Sarah, our landlord’s daughter, walking up with Raz cradled in her arms. She looked at the crew and said, “I know you want this little girl.” It was love at first sight.

    ​A Strange Bit of Fate

    ​Here’s the kicker: The Ppt Posse just took a day trip to Locust Fork, Alabama last Sunday. When we checked Raz’s vet tags, guess where she’s from? Locust Fork, Alabama. Talk about a small world! It feels like she was meant to find us all along.

    “Sugar was Raz’s twin—our Chihuahua who passed away almost two years ago. Raz looks just like a miniature version of Sugar.”

    The New Lineup

    ​Since she’s so tiny, she won’t add much weight for me to carry, which keeps my tires happy. Even when life feels like it’s reaching the end of the road, there is always a new “posse” out there ready to love you and accept you exactly as you are.

    The Ppt Posse now consists of:

    2 Humans: Jg & K Rose

    3 Chihuahuas: Tippy, Louie, & Raz

    ​1 Happy Van: Me!

  • Trip Report: Locust Fork, Alabama

    Well, JG drove me to Locust Fork, Alabama, for his first plein air painting trip. It was a good trip! JG said I was a good girl and that I’m running like new.

    Below is a link to the post, the story, and images of JG’s painting from today.

    “This is Pp the van. Paint it like an artist or JG. It’s art—it’s never good or bad, it’s subjective.”

  • Sunday 01/04/26 night before the first work week in 2026

    This is Pp.

    Mr. Jg drove me so the PPT posse could visit their favorite feeding stop—McDonald’s. Not my feeding spot. Mine’s across the street at the Marathon. Watching through my front camera, it looked like they had a good time at the park.

    Now we’re back at my parking place, parked in front of Vincent the shuttle bus,

    plugged in and charging my energy bank. I don’t know what they’re doing now. Looks like they’re inside watching that show Below Deck all evening and night. Next thing you know, Jg will be turning me into a tiny boat yacht. They should be resting and ready to work on me in the morning. First work week of 2026. I don’t know about these humans. The chihuahuas are good doggies.

    But what do I know? I’m just a van.

    Later,

    Pp 🚐

  • Pp and 2026

    🚐 Hey friends, it’s PP the van speaking.
    2026 is here
    — a new year, a new point of view, and the start of a brand-new journey.
    From here on out, posts about PP Travels will come straight from me. I’ll be sharing the road, the builds, the art, and the everyday magic as we go.
    JG will be a little quieter on social media this year, focusing on building me, creating art, and spending real, meaningful time living life with the PPT Posse — especially the two tiny but mighty chihuahuas who run the show 🐾🐾
    You can still reach JG or any of the PPT Posse through PPT Facebook Messenger or by email whenever needed.
    From all of us — JG, the PPT Posse, and yours truly — we wish you and yours the best year yet in 2026.
    Written by AI, JG, and the PPT Posse.
    Ty,
    PP 🚐

    Ppt Facebook

    https://www.facebook.com/ppt.artis

    Website blog

    ppt.jgartis.com

    email: ppt@jgartis.com

  • Project Pp Update (11/25/25)

    🚌

    Project Pp Update (11/25/25)

    The last two weeks have been extremely challenging. My health has taken a hit due to constant exposure to harsh environmental factors. Our gravel road, just 100 feet from the build site, has been used all day by trucks hauling chicken waste. The resulting combination of gravel road dust, chicken dust, and fumes unfortunately triggered an upper respiratory infection. This illness, combined with a severe cold snap and heavy rain, limited my available work time to only an hour or so each day. Consequently, progress on the project (Pp) has slowed to a crawl. This is very disappointing, and it now looks unlikely that we will meet our deadline to be in Pensacola, Florida, for the New Year.

    🎨

    News on the Build of Pp Despite the setbacks, we’ve achieved several major milestones:  * Dried In: Pp is now fully dried in! I finally installed all the access doors leading to the various storage departments—for tools, camping gear, my art supplies and finished paintings, and separate compartments for Pp maintenance, garbage, and sewer maintenance.  * Exterior Painting: Just yesterday, we completed priming and painting the entire exterior with three coats of purple. Now, the sides and back are ready for my artistic paintings! I haven’t decided what to paint yet, so any suggestions are welcome.  * Roof Protection: All three coats of the rubber coating have been applied to the roof. It is now completely sealed and ready for the solar panels to be installed.

    🌡️

    Heating System Installed As winter approaches and colder temperatures are predicted, a critical comfort system has been installed: the diesel heater. This system replaces the van’s original heater, which required the engine to be running. Now, the Pp cab, defrost, and the entire living area can be efficiently heated using diesel fuel. The new heater warms up in about a minute, compared to ten minutes using the van engine, and can raise the temperature of the living area from 50^\circ to 70^\circ in just ten minutes. This will be a huge relief on chilly mornings! Pp will also maintain the temperature with supplemental electric heat. Installing the diesel heater required a good amount of engineering, and all that remains is the interior ductwork. With this system in place, I can be cozy and warm while building through the cold days ahead.

    🛠️

    What’s Next? The next major step is to install all the components for Pp’s solar power station. This system is essential to run everything needed to live comfortably off-grid, similar to a traditional house, even in the middle of a parking lot. Once the power system is operational, I will begin the interior build, focusing on the main living areas: the bed, bathroom, kitchen, and closet. Thank you for reading!

    SBB aka Jg ARTis

    The Ppt posse  K Rose, Tippy, Louie.

    Editor/writer SamAi 

  • PP update Navigating Struggles and Project Progress

    ​🩹 PP Update: Navigating Struggles and Project Progress
    ​First off, I know there have been a lot of struggling and downward posts lately. Honestly, it’s a real struggle wondering if this project is even worth doing. I promise, though, that once we’re on the road, the posts will be mostly “up.”
    ​🤕 The Neck and Shoulder Issue
    ​So, Friday morning, I planned to work a half-day. Nope. My neck decided to freeze up. Every move I tried to make caused cramps and severe pain. This isn’t new, but it’s been a while since my neck has done that.
    ​I still went out as planned to the Halloween costume party and live music. We were all dressed up, but by the time I got home, I was just about screaming with every move I tried to make.
    ​I stayed in bed until Monday morning, doing all the right things: ice, heat, muscle relaxers, plenty of water, and rest. By Sunday night, the pain had moved down into my right shoulder blade. My arm and hand felt dead, so I had to work on getting that fluid pressure off—which I had to do many, many times.
    ​Monday was cold and wet, and my muscles just wouldn’t move.
    ​🔨 Back to Work and an Early Morning Tragedy
    ​Tuesday, I got back to work, slow but steady. I started at 8:00 AM but had to stop by 3:00 PM (I usually work until 4:45 PM).
    ​Then, at 3:00 AM on Wednesday morning, I had just gotten back in bed from one of my many get-ups to pee. I heard a gigantic boom, then thud, thud, thud. I got up, got dressed, and it wasn’t good. My neighbors’ donkey and horse had stepped out in front of a big truck. They didn’t make it. (You can read the whole story on my Facebook page, SBBartis. I’ll post the link.)
    ​I helped at the wreck, directed traffic until help arrived, and then stayed with the horse until the end. That took me from 3:00 AM to 7:00 AM.
    ​🏁 Pushing Forward
    ​I couldn’t let that stop me from building on the PP. We have to get enough done to be in it and be in Pensacola before the New Year. So, today turned into a 12-hour workday. I’m so weak and tired it’s not even funny.
    ​I’m resting tonight and will be back at it tomorrow at 8:00 AM.
    ​We will get ‘er done.
    ​Thank you, 😊
    ​J.G. and the PPT Posse

    The sad horse and donkey truck wreck link

    https://www.facebook.com/share/p/17LG2MVzY5

  • Life Update: A New Chapter Begins

    ✨ Life Update: A New Chapter Begins ✨

    This week has been a test of patience — cold, rainy days have made it almost impossible to get much done. But I’m holding onto hope for better weather and better luck ahead.

    My goal is still set: Pensacola, Florida for New Year’s 2026. 🌴
    Some things on my pre-trip list will have to wait until spring, but that’s okay. The plan now is simple — get the van ready enough to camp in, hit the road, and leave behind this part of Alabama for a few months and all its old, heavy memories.

    2026 will be my year.
    The year I refuse to let anyone or anything stand in the way of peace, purpose, and slow living. 🌅

    Halloween is just around the corner, and we got big plans — Mr. SBB will be dressed to kill 👻 (stay tuned for pics!).

    And as we head into the new year, I’m thrilled to share a little sneak peek of what’s coming next:
    🎥 “Small Town Story” — a YouTube journey launching in 2026.
    A look into the heart of small towns, their people, and the stories that make them shine.

    New roads. New stories. New peace. 🛣️
    Here’s to brighter days ahead. 💫

  • Ouija board spooky

    Ouija board, as we where traveling and went to Baltimore’s Green Mount Cemetery where the inventor Ouija board grave is. While visiting the grave looked up there was a beautiful red fox about 200 feet away just looking at us. K Rose went to get her camera 📷 around the back of Vinny our rv /van and take a pic he was gone. I got into the driver’s side and we slowly drove forwards and the fox was gone. All that was there was filled of Graves and no fox. Spooky. Was that Elijah Bond saying high or was i just high there was never no fox.

    Vinny our tiny home in a ford van. Vinny was setting on Daytona beach
  • Monday, Monday

    Good morning 😎

    Well it’s Monday morning the title is in reference to a popular song from back in the day. Share in comments what song you think it is or a Monday song you like.

    woke up hurting from head to toe severely all my joints and muscles worse then usual. Wanted to just go back to bed! But I didn’t. It was 6:15am.

    had emotional day yesterday spoke to my ain’t hadn’t talked to in 3 years. Was a good talk, love her its my father sister. We talked little bit of everything ended up asking if my father first wife was my mom or his second wife was my mom. Well seems my mom is my mom,,, father’s second wife! I didn’t really think my mom i was raised by was my mom the way she treats me and just threw me away over nothing. My aunt said I should swallow my pride and call my mom. So I did. I said” high this is Greg your son, I’m not wanting or needing anything just want to call say I love you and let you know where I’m at my phone number and that I’m OK” ….. selince on the phone I then said OK that’s why I called she said OK and hung up.

    Well I reached out that’s all I can do. My mom and my sister hasn’t spoke to me in 3 years over a photo of me at my brother’s grave I sent my sister and she went off on me cussing me. So that’s left me sad and numb today. Monday September 29 2025.

    OK it’s back to work I’ve spent a hour painting in my studio in pp then breakfast at 7:45 now it’s time to mop KRose’s tiny home la Vincent she lives in and wash the windows and washed the outside windows of la Vincent. Then give my tiny home Pp the van and vanna KRose Ford mini van a bath. In the pic below you see the white on hood of pp there cotton bugs that poop a honey like goo all over Pp. I have to wash pp ever few days or it will ruin the paint. Then back to building Pp the van.

    “Cotton bugs” on plants are almost always mealybugs, small, soft-bodied insects covered in a white, waxy substance that resembles cotton. These sap-sucking pests infest plants by feeding on tender tissues, weakening the plant, and leaving behind a sticky residue called honeydew
    My view out the side window of my painting studio this morning about 7am
    Miss Pp the van.
    What i was listening to during breakfast this morning at 7:45 Wheatus – Teenage Dirtbag (IMY2 Cover) YouTube https://share.google/BnMEoVrThuCcYmxw5

    Ty for reading

    Jg ARTis and the Pp posse KRose, Tippy, Louie.