Issue #60 - August 2006
|
Happy Fifth Anniversary to Me
As the headlines reads, my homepage is five years old this month.
A lot of things have happened in these past five years. I've
shared my thoughts, ideas, and dreams with the world via this
site. It has become a place where I spill the contents of my life
onto HTML encoded pages. For that reason, this place has become
very special to me, and every visitor is a friend.
One of the changes I made to the site for the August update was to
expand the size of the main frame window. A wider window will
accommodate some ideas I have for expanding the site. I think it
also shows of the pictures in Vista Drive better.
Speaking of that, Vista Drive not only gets new pictures it gets a
whole new section. Sampler Series is a collection of pictures
taken in series. It's an idea based on a type of camera that
takes pictures in sequence. Over the last couple of months Vista
Drive also had Altered Scans added, so be sure to check that out
too. Of course there is also the traditional updates to the Color
and Black & White sections (color pages updated 28 & 29, B&W
updated 27 & 28).
Bliss also gets a new section, a new online journal called Our Absurd
Universe. It will be a depository for all things absurd, that's
all I'll say.
Lastly there is this page, Elsewhere, also updated as usual.
|
|
Afterthoughts : Change is Good
I started this website five years ago with the intent that it would be
all things me: my art, opinions, feelings and life in general. I
think I’ve done a good job translating those things to HTML over the
years.
It’s funny how five years can feel both like such a long period of time
and also feel like it was only yesterday. In those five years my
life has changed more than it ever has before. I got my A.A.
(finally), lost my Grandmother to cancer, transferred to a new school
and started a new job. Nevertheless, change is good. This
is a big departure for me because in the past I hated change. Not
only hated it but really feared it.
The biggest lesson I can take from this five year period is the lesson
my Grandmother taught me best... life is short. I remember how
she would say that if she had the money she would eat at a restaurant
everyday. She enjoyed life and never let fear get in her
way. In the year since her passing I’ve tried to be more like
her. I don’t believe she feared death towards the end, but rather
faced it like she faced everything in her life, with faith. I see
so many people that broadcast their faith, but when push comes to shove
that faith flies out the window in favor of superstition.
My faith has changed to one that I feel passionate about from one that
I only paid lip service to. I understand now that true faith can
never be tested. I saw that kind of adamantine faith in my
Grandmother, and it is something I strive for with my faith. I
believe I am there because the tests on my faith have come and they
have not wavered one bit. The tests have been like a speck of
dust, and have created as much of an impact.
As I face the coming years of my life I will remember this period of
time as the time that I both changed and remained the same. The
things around me have changed, but I haven’t changed and I think that’s
a good combination of things. One must be true to oneself.
That has not changed in me. Change is a good thing, and should be
embraced whenever possible. Though it’s not always for the best,
in the long run change will happen no matter how hard we try to prevent
it.
|
|
Editorial : In Five Years
Five years seems like such a long time while still being relatively
recent. Our lexicon didn't have the term "9/11" or "War on
Terror" when I started this page. Now it's strange to think of a
world without those terms, coined in the period after the horrible
attack on the World Trade Center. Next month will be the fifth
anniversary of those attacks and the subsequent state of terror we have
mired ourselves into. In that time this country has changed, but
often not for the better. We have become a scared bunch of myopic
people, scrambling to find our center while being afraid of our
shadows, while not fearing the real terror.
The real terror is fear. Franklin Roosevelt said it best, "We
have nothing to fear but fear itself." Sixty years after he spoke
those words and galvanized a country into action and bravery history
has placed a man that knows nothing of these things into office.
Instead of galvanizing a country he has created an atmosphere of fear
within all of us. This president and his administration has used
this fear to their advantage at every turn. Anyone that questions
their actions is automatically labeled as sympathetic to those who
would revel in our destruction. Anyone that speaks up and wishes
to exercise their right to speak is chastised as being trader to the
“greater good.”
What we are being feed by this administration are lies. It is
hard to find anything that this president has not lied about. He
cares for the environment, yet he rejects the notion that the Earth is
slowly dying. He speaks of leaving no child behind, yet he does
not fully fund the program he so highly touted. He was absent
during one of the worst natural disasters to have ever befallen this
country.
The list goes on and on, but has anyone been able to challenge
him? The answer is no. Because people are sheep, and
believe that there is good in the man’s actions because he is
supposedly religious. But it is ironic that he refuses to fund
stem cell research on the basis that it is morally wrong to kill a
human being. All the while hundreds of our solders die in an
illegal war in Iraq; while thousands of Iraqi civilians also die.
It would seem that if killing is a moral absolute that it would not be
tolerated in any form. Yet it would seem that this president does
not deal in absolutes, except absolute lies. The ends justify the
means in every case with this administration.
The realities of life have away of making their presence known.
The president went into Iraq thinking it would be much like his
father’s war, quick and relatively easy. But what he has found is
a mire of resistance by combatants willing to enter into a protracted
war. It is ironic that Bush dodged his way out of the conflict of
Viet-nam only to now be in command of a situation that threatens to
become much like that conflict, unvanquishable by any means.
|
|
Etcetera : Paint like Pollock
Have you ever looked at a Jackson Pollock painting and thought to yourself that you could paint the same thing? Well now there's a website that lets you be Pollock, JacksonPollock.org. Using flash animation this site lets you virtually paint a masterpiece on your browser. You can copy Jackson's technique, or use your own technique to create a unique piece of art. Drag the mouse slower and the virtual paint drips more, speed your "brush" and only a little line will appear. Use the right button on your mouse to change colors and start to layer them like Jackson did. |
|
|
|
Shoppe : Pollock and Change
Managing Transitions: Making the Most of Change
|
Jackson Pollock: An American Saga |
The Essential: Jackson Pollock |
|
|
Read previous installments in the Elsewhere archive
|