Thursday, December 7, 2006

Aquatic center in Seward, Alaska


trees & light Alaska, January 2006


flowing

I was thinking about constraints and boundaries when I created this video. Like water, we are often forced into restricted places and our paths are directed. Water has no choice.

Chinatown


Alaska, January 2006


Alaska, January 2006
Originally uploaded by multicoloredbrain.
This was taken around noon on a very cold day in Seward, Alaska.

Costa Rica, rainforest, July 2006


Frustrations and disappointment about Gilmore Girls

It was a sad day when I realized there was trouble in Starr's Hollow. The writer and producer of Gilmore Girls, Amy Sherman-Palladino, had resigned and a man, Dave Rosenthal, had taken her place! Although her husband Dan had been a part of writing the episodes, it is clear that no woman is in sight now. Amy had a fast-paced sense of humor, mocking and including multiple references to pop culture and anything else she could think of, proving that TV audiences aren't completly brain-dead. This show had a large following of women viewers.

In the show, Lorelai Gilmore plays a mom who has never had a permanent relationship with a man. In this season, she got married within two months. It was just before this episode that I got suspicous. Then I read a confirming article in the NYTimes. She never would have gotten married if Amy was still writing. Apparently the new writer seems to think that Lorelai's quirky sense of humor means she does things on a whim. We all know that if Lorelai didn't marry Luke when she had the chance (it lasted all season) since she and her daugher Rory were not speaking and she wanted to wait until they reconciled, she never would have eloped in Paris, since Rory wasn't there - She didn't even tell her! That's when I stopped watching the show. In my mind, the show is over, although I'm still feeling whistful on Tuesday nights.

When the audience gets what they want - Lorelai married, then there's nothing left. Her never quite finding a permanent love-relationship was what made her a universal character, longing, lovely and deserving, but never getting what she wants. We identified with her because she wasn't perfect and she made mistakes and she suffered, despite the fact that she was georgeous and really smart. Furthermore, she isn't the Lorelai that we all love. She's lost about 75 IQ points. She would never repeat a joke and now she does it several times an episode and they aren't even good jokes! What was Warner Brothers thinking?

Here's hoping Amy and her husband create another equally charming, engaging and funny show!

The night I saw Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young in 2006

Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young performed at Polaris amphitheater on August 29, 2006. What happened? If only I’d taken my video camera – clothes that are from the past and the present, tie dye, grateful dead t-shirts. People smoking lots of pot, clove cigarettes, these smells all wafting around the area, all night long. Breathe deeply. Smell the past, think of the past and the present converging. Peace, war. Love, loss of love. Injustice, symbols, 1960, Viet Nam, Iraq, Presidents, history, war, my personal past and those mistakes and joys. “The cost of freedom, buried in the ground.” I went deeper and yet some people were deadening themselves in order to feel something, imagining that it was deeper and more real. See the colors and imagine the fabric of reality. Pot and very expensive, bad beer. Does one need these to flow with the music and the themes of the moment, the evening of music? The Grateful Dead has always been about the drugs, - their music makes no sense if you aren’t high. Why would you come to this concert in a Grateful Dead t-shirt? Is it only about the drugs?
Crosby Stills, Nash & Young are about personal responsibility and the power to make a change by recognizing that things aren’t what they seem on the surface. The government is not about the people and they have never honored the principles of Mill (John Stuart). It’s a sad world with a depth of pain that CSN&Y try to fathom through their music. And they are still, and maybe even better than before, killer musicians. So both the past and the memories and the present, like a circle wound around and brought through a spiral to now make a reality that is felt through music and we respond with our hands – clapping, and our bodies – swaying and feeling – should we shout or hug or sing along – what would everyone think? What would they do? Do we feel and act or do we shrink back and feel afraid of other people’s judgment? Music, when we let ourselves feel it deeply enough, is like religion – taking us deeper and farther than we can ever go alone and realize that we just exist and we are. I am. That’s all.