Happy Birthday Sam!

It is my son Sam’s birthday today.    Happy birthday son!   See you next month.  Love you!

Changing My Mind

I’m sure we would all agree that the media is a powerful influence on all of us.  I had a personal experience with that this very morning.

For a dozen years or more I have been a firm disliker of Michael Jackson and all that he did.  His death didn’t change my mind.  But a CBC radio commentator did.  He talked about how he hoped that Jackson’s death would allow us to move past the ecentricities and possible criminal behaviour of the last decade or more, and let us concentrate on the cultural value he has brought to my and later generations.

The commentator (God, I wish I knew his name) spoke about how Jackson had personally changed music, changed dance, changed video and thus TV.  He spoke eloquently of Jackson’s abilities and marketing skills. And, yes, he turned me around.

I’m not going to go into the sort of religious frenzy I see on TV today, and on the net.  But I am now able to put myself back in time to when “Off The Wall“, “Thriller” and “Dangerous” were released.  These were extraordinarily fine albums by any measure, and he made wonderful movies to go with them.  I am able now to go back to the very beginning and remember his as the leader of the Jackson 5.  Such precocious talent.  I loved every song.

Thanks, commentator.  I needed that.

A Deadly Few Days

Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson and John Houghtaling, the inventor of the vibrating bed — all dead in less than a week. Almost makes you want to stay sober.

Of course there won’t be any black humour about Jackson’s death.  Vitiligo saw to that.

The Business of Art

There has been a recent change in the blogroll (over on the right —>).  I have added a “Jak’s Store To Buy Prints” link which goes to my brand new shop at http://jakking.etsy.com.

I have a few photographs and art prints there right now, and I’ll add more as I can.  If I can work out the shipping, I’ll also put up some paintings.

Hope you enjoy them!

The Worst Person In The World

Keith Olbermann of MSNBC, who certainly used to have some value as a commentator, has become the Bill O’Reilly of the liberal Democrats; an extremist, a clown, a caricature of his earlier self.  His ungainly performances are all the more stark coming as they do between the generally sensible Chris Matthews and the excellent Rachel Maddow, both of whom represent similar constituencies.

Olbermann has a segment on his show called “The Worst Person In The World.”  This is used to bash his regular targets at Murdoch and FoxNews companies.  Tonight’s “Worst Person In The World” was Cynthia Davis, a Missouri Republican, who had the temerity to espouse a libertarian/anarchist position on funding food for poor children.  She suggested that it is not government’s role to feed families with taxpayer dollars (isn’t that role of churches and charities and community?), that poor families could be given help in learning how to prepare economical nutritious meals, that parents should spend less on candies and ice cream and meals out.

One doesn’t have to agree with her position (though I do) to recognize it as a reasoned political opinion, an opinion allowed under the Freedom of Thought and Speech that the liberal left likes to hoist on a pedestal whenever they are attacked.  But Olbermann doesn’t see it that way.  He doesn’t agree with her, she used an unfortunate phrase (”hunger as motivator”), and so she has to become an object of ridicule.  His intolerance was rank and smelled to high heaven.

To me, this knee-jerk hypocrisy helps elevate Olbermann himself closer than Davis to the position of “Worst Person In The World.”

The VAG Today

There is so much good stuff going on at the Vancouver Art Gallery this season that is hard to swallow it all.   Luckily, we had already seen the Vermeer/Rembrandt exhibition on the ground floor, so we were able to head straight upstairs when we went today.

The second floor has two shows sharing the space:  Emily Carr and Jack Shadbolt on one side, with Stan Douglas’s photographs on the other.

It has taken me a long time to appreciate the art of Emily Carr.  I was just slow, I guess, and I now accept her as one of the masters.  Her eye is so keen and many of her designs simply radical.  They had a few of her First Nations’ village pictures, which I don’t care for.  But the work in the forest and with totems is exquisite.  I particularly liked a series of charcoal drawings.  I’m glad I have gotten this far with her.

The show looks, in part, at her influence on Jack Shadbolt and his reaction to that influence.  He definitely comes off second best.  In his other works, I just don’t care for the butterfly works; and some of the works looked like over-elaborated Miro paintings.  But an entire wall of large scale charcoal drawings called “India Suite” was wonderful.  As were “Voices” and “Silent Land“.

The other half of the second floor, and all third floor is given over to photographs;  large format works of the BC Interior by Stan Douglas, a wide chronological range of works by Anthony Hermandez of Los Angeles, and others from Andreas Gursky.  There were individual images that were simply superb, but overall I wasn’t so impressed.  A lot of the works touched on themes that I have photographed, especially by Gursky.  Technically, their works are far superior to mine.  But conceptually and artistically, I prefer my stuff.

Running from the ground floor up to the top of the gallery is an installation by Reece Terris consisting of six apartment layouts, one on top of the other, called “Ought Apartment”.  They represent interior design and living from the 1950s to today.  According to the Inflated Phrases of the VAG catalog:

“The work of Vancouver-based Reece Terris focuses on the relationship between constructed architectural spaces and our common experiences and encounters within them. Through amplifications or shifts in the function of an initial design, Terris’ work reconsiders utility in both object and place to create environments that highlight the larger cultural contexts implicit in our built environment.”

Hmmmm.  My gal and I agreed this was a disappointment.  We didn’t learn anything about architecture, culture, or even artistic endeavour from this VAG-commissioned work.

Still, it was a worthwhile visit.  We have a proactive Gallery and Board and they deserves our support.

Tweeting The Revolution

This is the week that Twitter has come of age, shown its worth, whatever. The coverage out of Iran has been mesmerizing, with Twitter and YouTube being almost the sole non-governmental sources of information after the media crackdown.

If you are on Twitter, look at #iranelection especially.

One of the most fascinating things to me about this new media has been how quickly lies can be uncovered when there are so many eyes watching. For example, earlier this week, the Iranian Govt issued pictures of a pro-government rally showing huge crowds. Within minutes, people on Twitter and elsewhere had shown how those images had been doctored in Photoshop to make the crowd look bigger than it actually was.

With foreign media banned, the revolution may not be televised, but it will certainly be tweeted.

Feenie and Pixar: A Great Hit

My wonderful wife and I had a date night on Tuesday. Meeting downtown, we went to the Cactus Club restaurant on Burrard, and then to the movies. It was great fun and we need to do that more often.

This was my first time at Cactus Club since Rob Feenie became involved with the local chain, and we were very impressed. The service and ambience were good, which always makes everything else so much better. The menu was eclectic but not too long, mixing new surprises with basic favourites. I had the pepper steak, which was cooked to a perfect rare. My gal had the planked salmon, which she declared to be delightful.

One of the nice things was that everything was simply served. My steak came with mashed potatoes and asparagus spears; the salmon with small roast potatoes, carrots and asparagus. All very simple but all perfectly cooked. We will definitely return.

Note: we got there at 5:30pm and beat a huge rush by about ten minutes.

After dinner, we went up to the Scotia and watched “Up” in 3-D. What a delightful experience. Pixar is still batting 100% so far as I am concerned. The animation was perfect, of course, and the use of 3-D was brilliantly handled without being in-your-face. For once (thank God), the little kid was not smarter than the adult — he was just a kid. Excellent show and well worth the time.

All in all, a great date.

Where Have I Been?

It has been a while since I posted here. For those who were frequent visitors, I apologise.

The thing is, I am finding Twitter too useful these days (follow me at @jakking49). I have a lot of thoughts and ideas to share that fit into 140 words, and far fewer that can fill up a worthwhile blog post. That, plus the fact that I have technical difficulties (too long and boring a story) making posting of photos and images here almost impossible.

But I’ll be back! There ARE ideas and stories I want to share at more length than is possible with Twitter and, apart from the extraordinary coverage we are currently getting from Iran, Twitter is not designed for deep and meaningful philosophizing.

Communication Today

I’m sending everyone I know an email to tell them I have twittered about this new blog posting.

Global Travellers

The crash of an Air France jet into the Atlantic this morning is, of course, a terrible tragedy for all involved.  However, the passenger list provides an interesting view of travel today.

Back when explorers were like astronauts, heading out into the complete unknown in tiny ships, they gathered their crews from wherever they could get them.  They were often a polyglot collection of old salts from around the known world.  But each voyage was special, an event.

Today’s flight was just an everyday occurrence, something that happens on a regular schedule.  Nothing special.  And yet the collection of passengers’ nationalities included nearly every continent.  There were two Americans, an Argentinean, an Austrian, a Belgian, 58 Brazilians, five British, a Canadian, nine Chinese, a Croatian, a Dane, a Dutch, an Estonian, a Filipino, 61 French, a Gambian, 26 Germans, four Hungarians, three Irish, one Icelandic, nine Italians, five Lebanese, two Moroccans, three Norwegians, two Polish, one Romanian, one Russian, three Slovakian, two Spanish, one Swedish, six Swiss and one Turk.

The global village meme is ever more true.

What’s Good For General Motors …

… is good for America, they used to say.    Hmmmm.  Should we all be having bankruptcy parties?

Thought For The Day

Twittering Away…

I have finally joined the twittering classes.  You can follow my nonsense musings at @jakking49.

I still have no idea how useful this might be yet, for me at home or in business.  I have lots of followers who access my business newpaper via Twitter, so I guess that’s good.   And I could see whole worlds of possibilities if I were still organizing politically.  But …

So far it seems to be a pleasant enough way to get some ideas, have more input.  I’ll keep reading up on the best ways to use the system and I’ll give them a try.

Highway

“Highway“  (2009), digital print, 18″ x 12“

Google Wave

I’ve spent some of this afternoon watching the Google Wave presentation video from the Google I/O Conference.  It is here.   It takes 80 minutes to complete, but it is well worth it.  There will no doubt be shorter explanations available.

Google Wave is, as they say, what email would be if it had been invented today.  But it is so much more, especially as a collaboration tool.  It is hard for me to explain all of the benefits — especially as I am still trying to absorb it all, and ever more ideas keep coming to mind.  It is one of those apps you see in alpha and then can’t sleep until it is released!

Update:  Globe & Mail review

Streamers

“Streamers” (2009), PPT to TIFF, 36″ x 24″

Slope

“Slope” (2009), PPT to TIFF, 36″ x 24″

Shape 1×4

“Shape 1x4″  (2009),  PPT to TIFF, 36″ x 24″

And The Small Shall Be Kings!

At 6′ 1″ and 280 lbs, the 25-year old Mongolian Davaanyam Byambadorj would be a big man in most places.  But in the world of sumo, those figures make him one of the smallest wrestlers at the highest level.  He used to fight under the name Ama but recently changed his ring name to Harumafuji when he was promoted to ozeki, the sport’s second-highest rank.  He has been one of our favourite rikishi for several years, and last night he beat off all-comers to win his first Emperor’s Cup!

At the beginning of the night, Harumafuji and yokozuna Hakuho led the pack with 13 wins and 1 loss.   In the evening’s penultimate scheduled bout, Harumafuji defeated ozeki Kotooshu to ensure himself at least a playoff.  In the last scheduled bout, the two yokozuna faced off, with Hakuho finally overcoming Asashoryu to set up the playoff.   After a brief rest, Harumafuji and Hakuho came together in a climatic battle.  It was a great bout culminating in Harumafuji throwing Hakuho into the dirt.

Harumajufi (then called Ama) debuted at the highest level in 2004.  He instantly became our favourite with his “small” size and seemingly happy attitude to the whole thing.  It is great to see him take the ultimate prize!