Here are some wonderful pencil samples from the participants at my class at UNCA/OLLI Basic Drawing. We all had fun (I hope) and as usual, ambulance I learned a lot.
For a long while, its been a cartoonist’s field day with clown Donald being a cornucopia of foolish statements and looks – many of us just shaking our heads in disbelief. All the talking head pundits have been analyzing how this all could happen and predicting that the clown would knock himself out.
Meanwhile Hillary’s failed to excite (so far,) so we’re left with the possibility of a dangerous clown actually winning.
I get it. Trip reports are of little interest. Travel is a large experience that is mostly internal and cumbersome to communicate. I find the process of review and reflection, of selection and summary adds personal value to my trips. For a short visual view/photos try this link. (YouTube Slideshow)
This was one of our longer trips. SAM had visited the Scandinavian countries, I had not. We were on a guided tour with 38 other seniors from Canada, Australia, and the USA. Our tour director was a knowledgeable and resourceful Brit with over 30-years experience. We traveled through six countries covering over 2500 miles on bus, train, plane, and boat with miles of walking, staring and laughter in between.
Time of year was late July through early August. This was fortunate – shirt sleeve with occasional sweaters and two times with hooded heavy weather gear (provided.) I had a chance to experience the region’s long days and to see that at 2 AM it was just like early morning light outside . The hotels have very heavy window curtains. Back in the US, the Democratic national convention was a third-tier BBC story on the local TV. Everywhere people were laughing and shaking their heads about Trump.
Scandinavia is an easy and pleasant region to visit. In aggregate, the cities were very clean and friendly. English is widely spoken; good food, exciting landscapes with steep angles, vast forests, deep cold waters and plentiful wildlife.
We also visited Tallinn, Estonia – a day trip via a two hour ferry ride from Helsinki, Finland – a gem of a historic European city I’d never heard of in the Balkans.
Getting to North Cape, Norway (71°10′) the northernmost point in Europe was a long distance but well worth the views of the tundra. It was a unique opportunity to encounter Laplanders and their way of life above the Arctic Circle. The endless forests of pine and birch grow shorter and finally give way to moss-covered rock, scrub bushes and streams connecting icy lakes. Reindeer are plentiful and seem quite tame. The culture of the inhabitants in Lapland is nourished but being squeezed by development and technology. We visited sled-dog and reindeer farms and I had a taste of reindeer heart.
The Vikings. Alas Hagar, some of what I pictured and understood is myth. The time of the Vikings (roughly 800-1050 CE) was one of naval exploration and exploitation. Then they learned written language and joined the European populations. Gradually they evolved into a more peaceful and commercially successful society.
The cleanliness and social structure in modern Scandinavia was quite attractive. Today Scandinavians are both wealthy and heavily taxed. Taxes are used mostly to enrich the lives and futures of their citizens (education, health care and social services) and to maintain their infrastructure. For me, a compelling model. Lemmings were not seen, but I have dealt with them and the big myth elsewhere. Trolls were everywhere, but mostly as refrigerator magnets.
Russia (the parts that were shown to us) seems to me to be very concerned with, and proud of, their royalist czarist era. There are lots of rules and numbers. Uniforms were a bit overdone and entrepreneurial energies (hands out) were frequently seen. The old capital of St. Petersburg and home of Catherine the Great is bursting with palaces and cathedrals so lavishly rich and ornate they could have spurred a revolution.
On our two-hour canal boat tour around Saint Petersburg, a young man ran alongside our boat. At each crossing bridge he stopped above us waving with great enthusiasm. He never stopped. Gradually word spread and he attracted a following among our group in spite of the tour’s distractions of a music show, food and vodka shots. At the end of our ride our runner collected quite a few tips as we disembarked. He turned out to be a 13-year-old boy. Wonderful spirit.
We met and enjoyed the company of folks from around the world. I especially enjoyed the humor of our Aussies. They tolerated my Crocodile Dundee knife jokes and taught me a few new words like “mozzies.”
When one of them good-naturedly dubbed me a “cheeky bugger” my heart was glad.
“So it goes…” (K. Vonnegut)
Since moving to Asheville 9 years ago, UNCA OLLI has been a happy feature of my life. The best part is the folks I’ve met, sharing their rich worlds of experience, knowledge and wisdom. If you are fortunate enough to be still healthy and mindful at my age you may be aware there is great treasure in the lives of some of our elders. OLLI offers a rich curriculum of courses, workshops and social events. High among them have been classes led by pal Tom Sanders.
Tom was honored today as one of Asheville’s Living Treasures. From the press release… Thomas Sanders, 83, was born and raised in West Asheville. He taught religious studies at Brown University. Through Brown, an American studies group led him to South America. An expert on South America, he speaks Spanish (and multiple other languages, including Turkish). His religious studies background has taken him to many parts of the world including the Middle East. Thomas has always been active in civil rights and freedom of speech causes. After retiring from academia, he returned to Asheville and helped build the foundation for the College for Seniors program at UNCA – then called the North Carolina Center for Creative retirement, now Osher Lifelong Learning Institute. He loves teaching; as a volunteer at OLLI his classes span periods of history including the Scottish enlightenment, Fascism, Nazism, the French Revolution, U.S. colonial history and the Civil War.
Tom, as many of you know, is also a great hiker and has trekked the El Camino in Spain and the Mountains-to-Sea trail closer to home. Best of all he partners with fabulous friend Mary Lasher (featured here in this Journal.) On the occasion of his award, I was inspired to create a small illustration of Tom naked. That was fun.
My stories are not deep (as you probably know,) sort of like a handful of raw unsalted peanuts – a bit novel, unsatisfying, and leaves you wanting less. But, I keep trying.
But wait! After my story was presented in my flash fiction class and received some positive comments, I posted it here. Within 24 hours I was contacted by Netflix wanting to adapt it for a new Marvel series. They wanted to me to change the location to Hell’s Kitchen and have Bjorn wear a mask, I’m thinking about it. Advice?
So, in the mean time, and in case Amazon is following this, here’s a link to another true story about critters in my hood. Jeff Bezos has my number.
Still with me? There’s much more fun at The Trump Movie, just follow the link.
Washington, DC. We had a great blizzard for the last two days. Many Facebook posts of pictures of snowy backyards and decks and yummy casseroles and hot toddies. Nature has shown who’s in charge. Easy to talk when you’re retired and not part of the work-a-day world.
Thanks to all the drivers and emergency services that are helping folks. Boo on those 4WD SUV owners with something silly to prove (unless it’s helping grandma with something important.)
It gives us all a priorities pause. Sorry about the timing. Life will go on, if we’re lucky.
What do Socrates, Rosa Parks, Al Yankovic, Pamela Anderson and Wiley Miller Have in Common?
This is the time of year for making changes. Since we are what we eat (among other things) that seems like a good place to start. Influenced by the need to reduce arterial plaque, trim up physically, and two books: Prevent and Reverse Heart Disease (Esselstyn) and The China Study (Campbell.) And, yet…
Who cares? Vegetarians can be so annoying. They can’t stop talking about all the benefits of plant food and the evils of eating meat. When they visit, I always forget and feel like doo doo for not accommodating their simple regimen. Like converts to anything, ex-smokers, Prius owners, and Apple fan boys, vegetarians can be a pain in the ass. Wait, I’ll love being that.
So here goes. I join the other 2/3rds of the world’s population. Little lambs and cows can breathe easier.
I’ll miss my olive oil and stinky cheese, but will they miss me? Nope.
Now, back to things that don’t change like Planck’s and Avogadro’s constants and making some folks uncomfortable.
Just for the record. “awesome” c.1600, “profoundly reverential,” from awe + some. Meaning “inspiring awe” is from 1670s; weakened colloquial sense of “impressive, very good” is recorded, by 1961 and was in vogue from after c.1980. Post 2011, it became a tiresome, profoundly irrelevant term used by Americans without vocabularies nurtured by reading books. Jus’ sayin’.
True, we live in a world with ample geography, geology, chemistry, biology, history, culture, art, events and individuals that warrant such a descriptive adjective, but not your new shoes, your dentist bill or the outcome of a football game. Enough.
Forget terrorism and climate change, here’s some good news.
Microsoft’s newest version works and once you get it downloaded and installed/upgraded you can finally smile. It’s not awesome, no OS is. It’s quirky in a Windows way with a few rough edges, but after the whole version 8 and 8.1 experience, Windows is welcome in my house again. The days of XP when platforms were boxes beside your desk with keyboards and mice are gone. The cloud, touch, voice and mobile are our new reality. Yawn? Android and iOS millennial fan boys should remember I’m a boomer like most of the five regular readers here. C prompt anyone?
Recent Adventures: France and Asheville Fall
A few days in beautiful exciting Paris where folks take their time to enjoy a meal and have conversations without their “devices” on the table. Revisited many of the tourist spots (see the 1st 3 minutes of Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris.) Got around on the Metro, swooned at the D’Orsay and Louvre and enjoyed the bread at the sidewalk cafes. Joined a Trafalgar gang of Canadians, Brits, Yanks and Aussies for two weeks and a ride around some of country’s the sweet spots: Rhone valley, Provence, Monoco, Riviera, Carcassonne, Bordeaux, Loire valley, Mont St. Michel and Giverny. Then back to Paris where we hooked up with an old pal. Jean François had lived with me as a graduate student at GWU in DC back in the 70s.
Fast-forward. His family’s historic estate (de Tocqueville wrote his book on Democracy in American there) is located in Baugy, a village near Compiègne. Now his beautiful daughter was having her wedding there. We stayed there for a few days as preparations were made for the big event – a grand affair lasting almost 12 hours. An unforgettable memory and reunion with Jean’s family.
Back in Asheville for the fall semester at UNCA/OLLI – interrupted for a week-long watercolor workshop with talented Ann Vasilik and another week romp with 200+ caricaturists in Sandusky, OH. We took great courses: Famous Courtesans, Lighthouses, Lon Chaney, Fracking, and Profiles of Historic Women. I taught two others: Basic Drawing and “What to do with your Travel Photos” – the later with a pal, seasoned instructor Dennis. When you teach/facilitate a course, you learn so much, one of the reasons I love to do this. Our classes at OLLI are filled with enthusiastic (they bail if they’re bored,) knowledgeable, experienced participants. We all teach each other.
Another old pal stopped by for a visit – cousin Sara from Israel. When I visited there in 1971 she was our fabulous guide taking us all over from Banias to Jerusalem. So good to see her again.
This year’s caricature convention in Sandusky was fun but absent many European and Japanese friends. The art work keeps getting better and increasingly digital. Met and spent a little time with life-long illustrator-hero C.F. Payne. Pinch me. Quick look video link.
“A Full Life,” his latest book may seem like an odd choice to discuss here. He’s 91 now and just escaped a death sentence of cancer. Happy for him and his family. Although I’m not a christian, I was always an admirer. Not a politician, he was/is a wise leader. Since his presidency, he has accomplished more as trusted diplomat, adviser and election observer. His participation and promotion of Habitat has done much good. He is an engineer, a farmer, a poet, a painter, an artisan, a good man, and a hero.
(Listening to a 1950s music stream.) I may get pepper-sprayed by fellow seniors and assorted boomers, but here goes… I was musing about the news that Disney theme parks have banished selfie sticks. Those millennials… so self absorbed.
Now comes one of those “ah ha” epiphanies? Aren’t we boomers doing “selfies” ad nauseum? At our UNCA senior center, courses on the history of the 60s and rock and roll fill up instantly. It’s all about us, hey! We lived alongside Forest Gump, marched on Washington, sang with Dylan and Baez, championed civil rights, and liberated women (cough, cough.) Then we sold out and got comfortable. Now we drive Priuses, recycle, don’t smoke, eat sensibly and are reversing climate change (gag, cough.) Our obsession with nostalgia is excessive and only interesting to us.
OK, whip out your iPhone and snap 50 million boomers patting ourselves on our backs as we deposit our Social Security checks. Still use a flip phone? You’re excused.
Millennials? We shake our heads at their music – Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber, texting while driving, not voting, and getting news from Facebook instead of newspapers, working part-time jobs, tattoos, spending all their time on Snapchat, Reddit and Twitter. Why can’t they be more like us? Did I get this right? My sons (just 2 clicks north of millennials) roll their eyes when I start up about our era, our music, our revolutions, our activism, our whatever.
Their selfies and ours – phony tales? Let’s be more honest with ourselves. Our generation made a lot of messes that theirs will have to try to clean up. And, the millennials have a very different world to deal with. Let’s wish them well and help out if we can.