This video is a personal documentary of a weekend spent in Ashland, Oregon, Oct. 2, 3, 2015 with:
- Peter and Sandy Jensen, Eugene, OR,
- Richard Heinberg and Janet Barocco, Santa Rosa, CA,
- Michael and Barbara Cecil, Anna Celestino, of Ashland, OR, and
- Sandra Lindley, Phoenix, OR.
“Ashoken Farewell” is the music played by Richard Heinberg, Violinist. All photography (except the last group frame by Janet Barocco) by Sandy Brown Jensen.
NOW, BLUE OCTOBER
Now blue October, smoky in the sun,
Must end the long, sweet summer of the heart.
The last brief visit of the birds is done;
They sing the autumn songs before they part.
Listen, how lovely – there’s the thrush we heard
When June was small with roses, and the bending
Blossom of branches covered nest and bird,
Singing the summer in, summer unending-
Give me your hand once more before the night,
See how the meadows darken with the frost,
How fades the green that was the summer’s light.
Beauty is only altered, never lost,
And love, before the cold November rain,
Will make its summer in the heart again.
Robert Nathan (1894-1985)
Our 89-year-old Mickey/Mom swore when she moved into this independent living apartment eight years ago that we would only take her out “feet first.” Over the last few years of a hip replacement and then open heart surgery, she felt so terrible that she was sure she was going to cash in her chips.
However, the doctors say she’s in great shape for the shape she’s in, so her granddaughter Tristan Lockard said, “Why don’t we be roommates, share the rent, share the love, and put our money where our mouths are in terms of a multi-generational household (Tristan has two teens)?”
Tristan found a big, three-level house up on Cougar Mountain in Bellevue, WA with a view down over Lake Sammamish. Mom has her own ground floor suite of two rooms and a bath which can be closed off to be private or opened up directly into the warm kitchen and spacious living room. What’s not to like?
So on September 18 and 19, her extended family swooped down on her Beaverton apartment and moved her out lock, stock, and sewing table.
Nothing in this family happens without ceremony, and there were two–both are in the video.
My Rainbow City
April 11, 2015
I was all excited to get up yesterday to do the Color Me Rad 5K Run, but it rained early, and it was 9:30 am before I struggled outside–just as the first group of runners came by our end of the park.
I saw where they were being diverted around the soccer field, so I walked around there and discovered a color station where runners ran between a double row of volunteers shooting colored liquid on them out of pump guns that they refilled from big ten gallon plastic buckets.
This was obviously some serious fun, so I took up a position next to a pro photographer and just had an exhilarating time photographing runners coming through the color station. These were such beautiful faces, radiant with fun and joie d’ vivre.
Runners start out as clean as newborn babes, and throughout the run, volunteers coat them with liquids, powders, and gels of blue, green, pink, purple, and yellow until faces, shirts, and bodies come out silkscreened like a tie-dyed hippie on the other side. Each section of the run adds a new explosion of color to each person’s clean, painter’s palette until everyone crosses the finish line into a final blitzkrieg of color.
When my arms wouldn’t hold up the camera any longer (even the pro finally sat down on the grass and braced his arms on his knees), I crossed over the Willamette River on the Greenway Pedestrian Bridge to Valley River Mall where an open tunnel of arching orange inflatable tubes, huge ones, created another color station where runners were pummeled with bright orange dust. It looked like a dinosaur dig in a wind storm on the Gobi Desert.
An enormoid crowd swirled in front of a stage where the hyper-kinetic MC staged a Twinkie-eating contest and a marshmallow stuffing contest. He got music thumping and yelled, “Dance! Dance! Dance” and the crowd danced up and down, and then “Clap! Clap! Clap!” The crowd responded enthusiastically, clapping dust drenched hands in the hair, reaching out for the color bomb packets being thrown out over their heads.
People tore the packets open and poured powder into each other’s hands, all the while jumping to the beat and the shouting of the MC. He started a countdown and the whole action crescendoed when everybody threw colored dust in the air at once.
The effect was explosively joyous and colorful. What I loved about this event is that so many people from my Rainbow City were out having so much fun together. I loved the faces, the ecstatic expressions, and the fantastic effects of the color and the light.
And why, yes, there IS a video!
Last Feb. 2014, my Mom turned 88–and had open heart surgery for a leaky valve. Three months later, and she’s ready to rise above it all. She requested a hot air balloon ride for her birthday, so up, up and away with the whole family!
If you have an eye for such things, you’ll see some frames from my very first effort at shooting with my new Go Pro camera.
They say it’s my birthday…the dedicated digital storyteller must let no opportunity for digital storytelling to go by uncelebrated, even her own birthday. This video was originally targeted for the Vimeo Weekend Challenge, which was to make a video opening a window into family culture: that by way of explaining why I’m talking about family culture in the video!
Richard Lennox shot party pictures, and I included some classic KIIs (Kodachrome II’s).
Digital Storytelling began its long incarnation first as home movies. I think this is still one of the great, classic uses of a digital story. Here is one of a day-at-the-spa in April 2012 with my Mom at age 86, of Beaverton, OR, now with a successful hip replacement and “miles yet to go,” and my two sisters, Cheryl Long of Kent, WA and Toren Brolutti of Portland, OR. This was all done with the i Movie app on my i Pad.
The digital storytelling apps for i Pad 3 are insanely easy and fun to use. This is “Ye Olde Home Movie” of our trip to Ashland to see friends, attend plays (“Troilus and Cressida” and “Romeo and Juliet,”) and to see a Slow Ponies concert at the Axe and Fiddle in Cottage Grove.
The music on the video is used by permission from The Slow Ponies, and oh by the way, they have a new CD just released! Support your local musicians!