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family bloodlines…

In culture and lifestyle on April 17, 2012 at 6:21 pm

…yield unusual fruits.

not even two months ago, i lost my wonderful grandmother, the last grandparent i had.  my gran had a huge impact on my life to say the least and her loss has left an enormous void that’s been difficult for me to wrap my head around.  this past weekend, i went up to her home to pick up items that had significance to me in my memories of time spent with her and my grandfather.

the above chair used to sit by the fireplace of their little bungalow completely encased in upholstery weight plastic slipcovers.  before you judge, remember, my gran was almost 93 years old and a product of her time!  because of her foresight, my grandfather’s chair came to me in pristine condition and i was proud to be the first to sit upon the tight looped woolen fabric.  i like to think he would approve of the addition of one of my pillows!

my gran’s chair didn’t fair as well (no plastic!) and will require a deep clean if not a reupholstery job to bring it into it’s glory.  she took a lot of pride in her home as the wife of a preacher and first lady of the church my grandfather was head of.  their home was an extension of their church open to those in need of comfort and counsel and upon her passing, letters came from far and wide attesting to that fact.

a working mock up…

i’m hoping that by using my fabrics, i can add to that memory so that their great-grandchildren, who were fortunate enough to know my grandparents well into adulthood, have yet more memories when i pass these items on to them.

in memory of my beautiful grandmother, photo circa 2010

american idiot…

In culture and lifestyle, theatre & performance arts on April 14, 2012 at 6:00 am

…is you and me.

based on the grammy award winning green day album of the same name, i have to confess that i knew little of this rock opera until i received a phone call from the ahmanson theatre in an attempt to sell me on a theatre three pack.  i like to support my local cultural venues and the price was right so my partner and i were off to see the show last night.

tunny, johnny and will.

i was stunned by how absolutely touching this musical was and how unexpectedly close it hit home.  i realized that this was not only a reflection upon a generation, but it was my generation and told the stories of myself and so many other people i knew.  it’s a coming of age tale of three generation x slackers who decide to leave home and blaze their own trails.  will never even makes it out of town since his girl ends up knocked up early on so it’s up to johnny and tunny to hit the road without him.  the way is paved of course, with music, drugs, girls, war and self imposed poverty.

whatsername (gabrielle mcclinton) and female ensemble.

i was literally in flash back mode the entire time having been transported back to my formative 20s spent in long beach, ca.  my then boyfriend, roger, had just left the military along with his best friends, johnny lee and brandon.  it was a whirlwind of cheap apartments, cheap beer, candy flipping and home grown pot.  time not spent hanging out at each others homes or local bars, was dedicated to seeing live bands and attending pre-festival era a gathering of the tribes or lollapalooza shows.  the big difference that separated roger and i from the rest of the pack was that i had already finished college, roger was working on his degree as a filmmaker and together we were incredibly political.

i remember the burning volkswagen bug in the middle of the street that marked our first date.  hard to forget were the beginnings of the gulf war and our fear that roger would be called back since he was on active reserve.  walking up the stairs to johnny lee’s place, you could smell the crystal meth being cooked up in the apartment below and yes, i also remember the bust and johnny’s not being able to go home until the cops cleared out.  i worked with an arts collective throwing costume themed warehouse parties with an exhaustive line up of local bands and i remember watching fights break out at the sublime house fueled by testosterone, drugs and alcohol.

whatsername and johnny.

this rock opera had all of that and more with a cast that was unbelievably talented and very young.  the songs and choreography blazed with the energy of a disaffected youth with a “fuck you” attitude and perfectly exemplifies the hopelessness felt by a generation who were very much in touch with reality.  there are moments tempered with deep felt tenderness as these characters struggle to find their place in a world not of their making.

this show is only on for one more week at the ahmanson before it moves on to arizona and other west coast venues finally ending in san francisco’s orpheum theatre. check out the link for more information: www.americanidiotthemusical.com

jen, glitter scott, matty, me and roger, the vegas on venus party ca. 97

welcome, april!…

In culture and lifestyle on April 1, 2012 at 6:00 am

…and with it a new issue.

well there seems to be a lot on the calendar this month!  american idiot at the ahmanson, ciclavia has a new ride planned. the dalai lama will be visiting, game of thrones season 2 begins… i’ll be glad to see the cool weather give way to sunnier times.

the past two months have been heavy and laden with hard work and personal tasks that at times seemed insurmountable.  april is going to dawn light and with spring here i’m charged by fresh, vibrant colors and crisp prints.  my toes are sandal ready and i’ve a new fuchsia lipstick that lives up to it’s name! in short, the upper 60s are beginning to look like a heat wave!

poking holes in pinterest…

In art & design, culture and lifestyle on March 22, 2012 at 11:22 am

image courtesy of the window seat.

by now i’m sure most of you have heard of the whole legal quandry surrounding pinterest and their less than acceptable legalese.  for those of you who haven’t, in short their legal agreement has huge holes which in the long run leave you the user holding the bag with regards to copyright issues.  you can’t post images that you don’t have copyright or permission to use yet you shouldn’t use pinterest for self promotion only.  huh? doesn’t leave you very far to go does it?  furthermore, should any individual decide to file suit against pinterest, the legal is written in such a way that leaves you solely responsible!  not only are you on the hook but according to their legal, by using their site, you also agree to pay for any legal representation for both yourself and pinterest.  really, how many of us actually read the legalese when agreeing to use an app or site? you can get the skinny on the whole situation here.

needless to say, that leaves me very sad as i’ve found pinterest to be extremely helpful from a design point of view.  working freelance allows me to share trend boards with my design partner and coupled with skype, she and i can tackle projects without ever having to lay eyes on each other.  not to mention the fact that i simply love pulling together inspiring images for my own satisfaction and promoting the work of others at the same time!  some folks have chosen to go blindly ahead with the whole “that will never happen to me” mentality but i’m sure many of the users of napster wished that they had paid attention when the rumblings of copyright infringement began.  i seem to recall a 12 year old being a sued as well….

for those of us who blog, never fear as there appears to be an exception to the rule albeit slight.  apparently there is the ‘fair use defense’ which allows for criticism and commentary on works in the ‘digital millennium copyright act’.  forbes weighed in with their two cents which helps to further shed light on the situation.  i’m hoping that some kind of satisfactory resolution will be found which can get us back to pinning without the threat of litigation.  perhaps offering pinterest as an offline app or a private cloud based tool which you can use for personal use.  one where only the pinner can see and utilize the boards.

until then, i’ll have to continue the hype from here, one post at a time!

peace, love…

In cinema & television, culture and lifestyle on February 1, 2012 at 3:42 pm

…and soul. r.i.p. don cornelius

i know i am not the first nor will i be the last to comment on the sad passing of don cornelius but i can’t let a milestone moment such as this go by without acknowledging an individual who was such a presence throughout my upbringing.

growing up in the 70′s and 80′s, there was a dearth of african americans on television who portrayed more than orphaned urchins, wise-crackin’ maids and sarcasm slinging butlers to lovably dense governors.  saturday afternoons brought a different face to television and it was through the world of soul train, i KNEW without a doubt that black was beautiful!

saturday brought with it early morning cartoons followed by dreaded chores but the highlights between vacuuming and dusting was watching the animated train chug across the screen and the signature announcement of don cornelius’ soooooooouuuuuuuul train!  my mom (who was built like pam grier!) would drop what she was doing and get down to the likes of marvin gaye, parliament, teena marie, rick james, donna summer, diana ross, peaches and herb, earth wind and fire, and many other legends who put in a guest appearance.

soul train wasn’t just a place to catch the latest acts but a place where so many facets of blackness were displayed like a brilliant array of jewels.  the fashions, the hair, the MOVES ran the gamut and we were locked into place, mesmerized by soul train celebrity dancers like fred “re-run” berry, pat davis, damita jo freeman and freddie maxie.  the soul train line was the highlight of the show as you watched the beautiful people strut their stuff and perform seemingly impossible athletic feats.  these dancers taught us to bump, hustle and lock our way through skating rinks and house parties.  watch damita steal the stage from james brown:

i remember flipping between soul train and american bandstand and i couldn’t help noting how completely different the atmosphere and vibe was between the two shows.  american bandstand was sedate and contained whereas soul train was charged with a kinetic energy that crackled!  sweat ran, hair swung and no show was complete without someone doing a high kick or the splits!  good times!

that show gave me so much, so many beautiful memories of time spent with my mom, re-enacting dance moves with my friends and more.  a media mogul long before there was an oprah, the death of don cornelius is like another light winking out of existence leaving that portion of my past a little darker.

this one’s for you mom!

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