Just Another Saturday Afternoon in LA

Well, actually in San Pedro.

Just some street snaps from Ports O’Call Village at the San Pedro Fish Market…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The full set can be seen here:

San Pedro Fish Market

Good Saturdays (Also Called: I Want to Play on a Giant Hamster Wheel Too!!!)

Lately, I’ve been limiting myself to one good blow-out go out day per week as financially I’m not entirely secure at the moment. (My career is definitely in flux at the moment and it’s showing in my bank account balance, but more on that later.)  This past Saturday, the outing was more than perfect.

My good friend B came into town Saturday morning for the day and we’d planned a great day out. I took her up to the Getty Center to go look at arts. It was an amazingly beautiful day and the Getty was crowded but we’d gotten there early enough to see it all just about. (We skipped most of the section of French Antiquities – which I tend to refer to as the Rooms of Ugly Old Gaudy Crap.) But the rest was fantastic – like the photographs by Felice Beato – classic images of India and China as well as the rest of 1800’s Europe – amazing images of places that have been since changed and lost – and in some cases (Constantinople) don’t exist any longer as they were then. B was particularly impressed by the classic paintings – Van Gogh’s Irises amongst others. In a particularly accurate description, she said that seeing these paintings – the ones that are so completely ingrained in our consciousness, the ones we have grown up looking at in books and movies – that seeing them in person was like realizing there was a rock star sitting next to you. I get that. Particularly when I wander into that one room at the Getty Center. It’s a small room. It’s in the corner of the top floor of the west building and most of the rest of the room is taken up by it’s star attraction – which is a mural of some sort that takes up one side of the room entirely. Honestly, it’s such a trivial painting to me that I have never even noticed what it is or who it’s by. But opposite that wall, is a smaller painting that takes up the lesser side of that opposite wall. But it is my favourite painting of all time. (Edvard Munch’s Starry Night.) Every time I see it, it makes me happy.

The other thing that made me happy on Saturday afternoon at the Getty was the most innocent and spontaneous and gorgeous thing I think I’ve seen in a long time. B and I grabbed a sandwich to split and wandered outside in the garden to sit in the sun and relax for a bit in the midst of our art infusion. We weren’t the only people out there with that idea and the lawn under the building was filled with families and people picnicking. And kids. Lots of kids. Two of these kids, a brother and sister team, who I think were about 8 or 9 years old took it upon themselves to run to the top of the lawn and roll back down it. You know, that perfect kid’s activity when you would lie down in the grass sideways and just roll down a hill wrecklessly? The two of them started it. Then another kid joined in, then another. Pretty soon there was a swarm of kids all rolling down the hill in waves. It was AWESOME. I would have joined them, but I think their parents would probably have thought I was nuts and made them stop.

After a day of wandering around getting cultured, B and I drove out to Echo Park to pick up another friend, G for dinner and a show. And what a show it was.

We went to see a showing of Cirque Berzerk – a darker and more alternative show not unlike the wholesome and family oriented Cirque du Soleil; not that the two have anything to do with each other really, other than a similar style of acrobatics and aerialists. Amongst the aerialists and trampoline acrobats, contortionists and tumblers, the singers, fire breathing, fire dancers and one slightly psychotic stilt-walking clown (who strangely didn’t bother me in the least though I am absolutely terrified of the more traditional clowns – you know the ones with the false noses and bad orange wigs?) there was one other act that got my attention. The apparatus is called the Roue Cyr and is what looks like a giant hula hoop that the acrobat stands inside and on and rolls around spinning and twisting. I kept calling it a giant hamster wheel (actually until about 3 minutes ago while I was writing this and I decided to actually look at my program from Saturday night and figure out what the hell it was called). OHMIGOD it looks like fun!!!

Saturday’s activities took me back to my initial beginning of the year blog post about resolutions and the coming year. After the day I had, I want to add a new one to the list. It’s simple and probably the most easy one to do. Just have more FUN. Whether it’s rolling down a hill in the sun or spinning around on a giant hamster wheel, isn’t that what it’s about – spending time with friends and generally just having fun. Or shouldn’t it be?

Upset at the Golden Globes

Dear Hollywood Foreign Press Association,

Quit your fucking whining! The biggest news story of the day today seems to be “Did Ricky Gervais Go Too Far” at last night’s Golden Globe Awards. And the answer is this – NO. He did not. He went just the right amount of far. If the HFPA wanted a more safe type of funny, then they shouldn’t have hired Ricky Gervais. End of story. Everyone who has ever seen Ricky Gervais perform – either in his stand-up routines or in the television shows he’s written, KNOWS that he is a professional piss-taker. His entire career has been based on making fun of things and people in a way that is brutal, honest, and at times awkward. Had none of you ever seen Extras? Or The Office? (And no, I’m not talking about the watered down anemic version that Steve Carrell has given American audiences.)  What did you expect?

And you know what? You and everyone who he picked on probably deserved it at one point or another. If you didn’t, he wouldn’t have picked on you! His jokes are topical. He goes after those who have already brought themselves to the public eye for their own indiscretions. Gervais is like a trained assassin with his barbs. He never goes after the innocent. And yes, I do count his jab at the Tourist and the rumors that the HFPA take bribes as worthy of it. It was a HORRIBLE movie! How the hell did it get nominated? I tend to agree with his suggestion that it was nominated only because they wanted to get star power like Johnny Depp and Angelina Jolie in the room.

The people in Hollywood need to lighten up a bit – the HFPA and the celebrities who attended last night. And we as an audience need to stop expecting them to be perfect. They’re just people. They make mistakes (Sandra Bullock’s hair anyone? Heidi Klum’s dress?). They are not better than us, they are not infallible and now and again, it’s a good idea to knock them back a bit to remind them of that. Last night, Ricky Gervais’ humor took a stab at doing just that and he refuses to apologize for it.

I, for one, commend him.

Though, I do expect, that next year the Golden Globes will hire a host who is nice and boring and not controversial. And I for one, will skip watching it if they do.

Till next time.

Look What I Made!!!

Today was good. However, I have been trying to figure out how to fold a oragami crane for the better part of 3 hours. I have successfully folded and unfolded and now I have…

A PILE OF PRETTY PAPER WITH LOTS OF RANDOM CREASES IN IT

Not one crane in the lot. I’ve been using a series of online videos and in all of them I get stuck at the same point. Anyone got any suggestions?

PART DEUX –

I DID ONE!!! Took me 3 frigging hours to figure it out and the first one looks a bit wrong, but it is definitely a crane. SEE???

Sunday

Whoops, I did it again – I forgot to blog. For two days. Guess that’s what happens when you start to have a life. New Year’s Resolution # 1 straight on point – balancing real world and online world better. Doing well at that one. The rest, not so much yet, but I’m working on it.

I have nothing else to say yet today, but check back – cause I might think of something more interesting later.

1,000 Cranes

Pretty chill day… I spent the day playing with my 8 week old nephew and my best friend (his mom). He’s getting so big already and it’s only been a week and a half since I’ve seen him. Wow. They grow quick.

So today’s blog post is actually a link to another blog. One of my closest friends has taken on a project that she could use some help on. Does anyone know how to do origami? I’ve decided that I am going to take on a bit of it myself as soon as I can get to the store to buy some origami paper. But this is really cool.

Here’s the link:

千羽鶴 http://j.mp/g8epqk

If you are so inclined, start folding and get in touch.