Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love,
the things you are,
the things you never want to lose.”
“We all have our time machines.
Some take us back, they're called memories.
Some take us forward, they're called dreams.”
“It's surprising how much of memory
is built around things unnoticed at the time”
“I've never tried to block out the memories of the past,
even though some are painful.
I don't understand people who hide from their past.
Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are
“If you haven't cried, your eyes can't be beautiful.”
it's been a long, long time.
Since I was a kid
with dad's employees. . .
Back then it smelled like
marinated in stale coffee.
It's smelled like paper and ink
and sometimes the bosses cigars.
Corpses of grounds
wrapped in shroud brown filters
fell with a sickening "clump"
raising cloudlets of cigarette ashes
that settled on everything
to be dusted,
and 'vac-ed' next:
The reason that trash
Then you dust from
The cigarettes, I guess, are gone.
Can you still smell the desperation?
What does today's trash smell like?
It smells like a paycheck
to the least of these
as it did to me.
It smelled like my father
living only in sense-memory.
I never knew how happy I really was
wheeling my bike back home
through the wakening
I miss ya Dad.
Monday, September 27, 2010
or a place to sleep."
"Do not fear mistakes.
You will know failure.
Continue to reach out."
that every house on every street
is full of so many stories."
Looking for angels?
Looking way over there?
Looking for evidence,
a blowing curtain
a feather left behind?
Don't look for angels
approaching from a magical distance
approaching like a beam of light,
arriving from far away.
Looking for angels?
out of the corner of your eye;
catch the glimmer of the angel
(or angels! :)
For they do not approach
but wait by your side
while we look afar
for what is closer
than we know
Saturday, September 25, 2010
but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."
These guys are gonna take us on a tour
of KONA on the Big Island of 'Hawaii'
Lyrics by Henry Waiau
This mele tells of a love affair between Liholiho (Kamehameha II) and a woman of rank.
It sings of the places and activities of Kona and compares them to the deep emotions of love.
Known as Kona of the tranquil seas, the opua or pink cumulus cloud formations that hang low, are regarded as omens of good fortune and good weather.
Hinano is the blossom of the male pandanus tree and was used as an aphrodisiac.
Na`u is a game of Kona where the children chant "na`u" and hold their breath until the sun disappears.
On Nov. 27, 1823, the King and his Queen boarded the English ship L'Aigle.
They were the first of the Hawaiian Royals to travel abroad.
A state visit with King George of England was intended to establish a political and commercial understanding; The better to enable Liholiho to govern an island kingdom that attracted the avaricious interest of many foreigners.
Before they had an audience with the English Monarch,
the Hawaiians were struck with measles.
Queen Kamamalu died July 8, 1824
followed by the death of King Liholiho on July 14.
Like their subjects,, the Hawaiian Royals lacked immunity to western diseases.
"A Song About Kamehameha II"
Proud is Kona of Hawaii
The waters and thick clouds
Hualalai, the majestic mountain is high above
Kona is the best
This warm land
With the refreshing wind
The bright moonlight that
Beckons the visitors
The cloud banks over Kona's peaceful sea
Like the hinano flower
In the peaceful sea
The cloudbanks of Kona
Are incomparable, second to none
The cloudbanks of Kona
The streaked sea
The peaceful sea of Kona
The cloud bank over Kona's peaceful sea
Like the hinano flower in the calm
Where dusk descends with evening dew
The na'u is chanted by the playful children
Hold back the rays of the sun
The sun rays reflecting on the surface of the sea
Very warm is the land
Very loving the Ho`olulu progeny
Nothing compares to the love
O my beloved companion of all time
For my lovely chief, my last refrain
Liholiho, I praise your name
Friday, September 24, 2010
" A truly heartfelt homage to Dean. . .
Effective use of Louis Clyde Stoumen’s “photo motion” technique to incorporate archival photographs into a documentary film. . .
Yes, for its cinematic interest. "
Yeah, Uncle Lou (actually my husband's uncle)
was an Oscar winning director!
He collaborated with Marlene Dietrich on a documentary once.
As well as many others.
But he is also remembered as an important 20th Century photographer
right up there with all the famous names you know.
mostly serious students of photography,
and of film,
Schedule and synopses from 2009
UCLA Film & Television Archives press release:
Thursday, March 26
Preservation funded by The Film Foundation
THE NAKED EYE
(1957, Louis Clyde Stoumen)
Director Louis Clyde Stoumen’s evocative documentary on the art and history of photography begins with a quote from Ecclesiastes—“Truly the light is sweet…”—before a quick recounting of the medium’s 100-year technical development. From there, Stoumen sharpens focus with extended narrative sequences on key artists. Alfred Eisenstaedt and Weegee are each featured while the second half is largely devoted to Edward Weston. In addition to traditional live-action footage, Stoumen, who taught film production classes at UCLA, brought scores of stills to life using a technique he called "photographic animation," predating Ken Burns’ signature style by decades.
Camera Eye Pictures, Inc. PROD/SCR/CINE/ED: L. C. Stoumen. CAST: Raymond Massey, Weegee, Edward Weston, Brett Weston, Cole Weston.
35mm, 71 min.
Feature preceded by:
Preservation funded by The Stanford Theatre Foundation
THE BRIDGE: A TRUE STORY OF A TROUBLED CHILD
(1958, Louis Clyde Stoumen, Abram D. Murray)
Stoumen's short dramatic film about an emotionally troubled boy.
Camera Eye Pictures, Inc. PROD: Bernice Block. SCR: Alan Marcus. CINE: Edward R.
Martin. ED: Harry Robin. Narrator: Robert Ryan. CAST: Hugh Corcoran, Biff Elliot,
35mm, approx. 27 min.
Preservation funded by The Stanford Theatre Foundation
(1950, Louis Clyde Stoumen, Ed Spiegel)
An experimental short co-directed by Stoumen while he was a graduate student at USC.
35mm, 4 min.
*IN PERSON: Nancy Mysel, Film Preservationist, UCLA Film & Television Archive.
My own uncle, Dad's black sheep elder brother, Earl
was a small time Hollywood producer and bar owner.
He is interred at Forrest Lawn next to Al Jolson
and is chiefly remembered for throwing Earl Flynn
out of his bar.
Internet Movie Data Base has nothing on Earl
unless this character in a gangster movie is based on him
(Could be. Who knows?)
I only met Uncle Earl once when I was a young kid.
I remember that he was proud of being a Mason
and got visibly angry when asked about Mr. Flynn
all those years later.
"Asshole!" He'd growl.
Only later did I learn that the actor was reviled by many
as an anti-Semite and all around jerk.
He was no Johnny Depp!
A picture of my ancestors fresh off the boat from Europe.
Even the WOMEN had beards!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
(click to enlarge)
Way too soon, a crack had developed.
One day I was walking along, and two very competent looking
fellows were examining and apparently discussing the flaw.
Never one to allow ignorance of the facts
to deter me from voicing an opinion
(what else is a blogger, or writer, or whatever it is that I am?)
I chimed in:
"This area of Waikiki has lots of MANA,
and this piece was not made by a local Hawaiian artist
but by someone from the continent; Hence the visible
"This guy IS the artist," said one of them, indicating the other,
"and he's from Moloka`i.
You probably shouldn't speak
when you don't know -
But you're right:
there is a lot of MANA
A quick flush of embarrassment changed unexpectedly
I agreed simply, and thanked them both.
In fact, I appreciated his kindly finding something to agree with me about.
He was truly correcting me, not just WINNING at my expense.
It felt deliciously liberating to laugh at my know-it-all self!
"If you have no critics,
you’ll likely have no success."
The artist (possibly remembering my interest and humility)
is inviting us inside to have a look. See him holding the door?
do not fear to abandon them."
"The essence of knowledge is, in having it: to apply it;
in not having it: to confess your ignorance."
"Even when walking in the company of two others,
I am bound to be able to learn from them.
The good points of the one I copy;
the bad points of the other I correct in myself."
All K'ung Fu-tzu quotes today
To me, a conspicuous lack of simple humility
is a HUGE red flag.
A warning of ignorance and illusion.
Competent people who know a few things and who can accomplish a few things always behave simply without fanfare.
Pity we seem to have forgotten this.
How many true artists do we overlook every day
in gazing at mere performers?
And that's my humble opinion for today.
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Wednesday, September 22, 2010
"The car has become a secular sanctuary for the individual,
his shrine to the self, his mobile Walden Pond. "
His friend asks if I always have a camera ready.
Silly boy. Of course I do;
I'm a BLOGGER!
Here's the young genius to play for YOU:
Thank YOU for your visit today!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
until you have won some victory for humanity."
which is about to sail out to sea
-- Suzuki Roshi, Zen master
"There is no better argument against democracy
than a five-minute conversation the common man…"
-- Winston Churchill
when I was with the Conservative Party,
and I left them,
because I did not want to go on saying stupid things."
-- Winston Churchill
- Supreme Court Justice Louis Brandeis
The only thing more futile than voting
is not voting.
It is our responsibility
to be aware of what's going on
and to advocate for the good.
We disagree on what IS "good"
but by debate
we arrive at agreement.
Politics is about world-view
and the power to make it happen.
Here in Hawaii
where the principle of
is enshrined in our law
there is less,
or should I say:
more subtle negative campaigning.
Negative campaigning can even backfire here.
With this year, we are ending (YaY!!!)
of an extremely disappointing, destructive,
and divisive governor.
During the heat of recent politics (Bush! Terrorism! War!)
who told us that she was focused on our majority Democratic island State
spent much of her time away from us campaigning for Republicans
on the mainland.
Meanwhile, economic storm clouds swept in
and the next thing we knew:
Furlough Fridays for our schools!
Long time Hawaii congressman, Neil Abercrombie,
a University of Hawaii alum like myself,
who was a fellow student and friend
of the president's parents,
(and who knew Barack as a little boy)
has come home to Hawaii to run for governor.
He won the primary last Saturday!
With my help :)
We are looking forward
to doing some things differently
after uncle Neil and cousin Brian
defeat our lieutenant gov who is taking his turn
at the head of his party's ticket.
Neil will win
and it will be a new beginning for our state.
Yeah, I know.
Life will not be perfect,
but I feel welcome in Neil's campaign
as I have felt alienated from a frustrating administration for 8 years.
His ideas, including civil rights for ALL,
make sense to me.
On to victory in 6 weeks!
only by making the things you want to change seem obsolete."
-- Buckminster Fuller
Every campaign event has food, lei, hugging and entertainment. Here's Willie K singing to a charged-up crowd:
Monday, September 20, 2010
"Man does not live by words alone
despite the fact that he sometimes has to eat them."
"A certain recluse, I know not who,
once said that no bonds attached him to this life,
and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky."
but stress is forever:
attaching to your gut,
pulling down your heavenly head.
Regretted & fretted actions
continue to ripple out
even after we regret
We post-moderns are action people
if there's a problem
we DO something about it.
"Proactive = good,
passive = bad"
But I am realizing, as perhaps you suspect,
that 99% of the world's problems
come from doing -
and that refraining
is oft the best policy.
Like the hospital patient
whose friend came to visit,
the visitor a tornado of fidget:
plump the pillow!
call the nurse!
But instead of helping, it
only made the patient feel worse.
At last the ill patient
lost his patience
as he said to his busy friend:
"Thanks for coming to visit,
but don't just DO something
And so should we all
stand where we are.
Glad you came by today
to stand with me!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
click on today's song:
This time of year,
my thoughts turn to turning.
Seasons of the year,
seasons of life,
turn. . . .
They always thrilled, taught and comforted me
when I was young.
They reminded me that time passes,
and that I would move on someday
New beginnings, new chances, things & people passed...
The Doors Of Repentance (shown above)
are open in love at this moment.
May we all go through
in good fellowship
Thanks to Dina @ Jerusalem Daily Photo