Piping Up At Hollywood Presbyterian

When I got back to LA after six months in Oregon, one of the things I looked forward to was music at church. I usually attend the Contemporary service at Hollywood Presbyterian Church, which means I do not get to hear the pipe organ every Sunday. I had vaguely hoped there would be an organ concert. And as it turned out, not long after I got back in March, our brilliant organist, Dr. Kimo Smith, was indeed going to be giving a concert on the organ. Which made me realize it had been nearly five years since the last time he’d given a full-on concert on the instrument. Time flies.

The concert was given on April 19 – so I’m a bit lagging in actually posting about it.

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He opened with “Sonata No.1, P. 42” by Alexandre Guilmant. And then followed it with the piece that everyone associates with pipe organs (thanks to the movies!), Bach’s “Toccata and Fugue in D Minor”. I have to admit that when you hear that piece in person on a pipe organ, it really is impressive. The big pipes vibrate with intensity, and you can feel the music build and build. It’s always worth it to hear it in person on a big organ.

He took the time to explain the pieces he was giving us. After the Bach, he played Joseph Jongen’s “Choral, Op. 37, No.4.” He followed that with “Three Jazz Preludes” from Johannes Matthias Michel, which were very interesting. The three preludes were each based on a traditional church tune (hymns, basically), but each given a specific jazz flavor.  “Lord, Keep Us Steadfast” became “Swing Five: Erhalt uns, Herr.” “Bosa Nova: Wunderbarer Konig” was from “Wonderful King.” And the last prelude, from “In Thee Is Gladness” was “Afro-Cuban: In dir ist Freude.” There was something very lively and smile-inducing about those three pieces. A joyful addition to the program.

The first part of the concert was rounded out by “Toccata in D Major” by Marcel Lanquetuit.

After a short intermission break, Kimo relaunched the music with “Toccata para Organo” by Ariel Quintana – who just happens to be the Music Director at Hollywood Pres. Kimo teasingly called it “Opus No. 1” even though Ariel has not (yet) written another for Kimo to play.

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This was followed by “Three Hymn Preludes” arranged by Fred Bock, who had been the Music Director at Hollywood Pres until his untimely death in 1998. It was Fred who brought Kimo to Hollywood Pres, for which we are very thankful. The three hymns used were “Be Thou My Vision”, “In My Life, Lord, Be Glorified,” and “Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow.”

The program was closed out with Denis Bedard’s “Suite for Organ”.

All in all, it was a lovely program. I’ve always enjoyed listening to pipe organs, for it always takes me back to listening to my mother rehearse on the piano, during those years when she also worked as an organist.

I admit that I had hoped that Kimo would end the program with the rousing “Rondo in G” by John Bull. It’s a virtuoso piece, with a lot of hand work and foot work. It was one in particular that I remembered from my mother’s rehearsing. But as it turned out, there was a reason why it was not included in the concert. When the church had it’s annual Celebration Sunday, were all the choirs sang, and the bell choirs played, where we wind up our “year” with music from all levels, the “Rondo” was the piece that Kimo chose as the postlude to that service. So, all my music wishes were fulfilled.

Oh! I should add that one of the things I’d always hoped for was done this time around. A camera was positioned, with the image projected to the sides of the choir loft, so that the audience could see much of Kimo’s hand work on the multiple keyboards.  It wasn’t an ideal positioning, over his left shoulder, but it gave people the beginning of an idea of how much work being an organist is. If I were in charge, though…. I’d tried to position one camera directly above the keyboards, so we could get an even better view of the jumping around that has to be done there. And then I would also light the pedal-board below, and put a camera down there (if possible), so that people could see how much an organists feet get worked as well. Maybe some day.

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Bradbury’s Influence

I’ve been reading Ray Bradbury: the Last Interview this last week. I’d recently come to realize how much Bradbury had influence my own writing. I had not thought about it because I wasn’t a reader who was immersed in his writing. But definitely, I encountered Something Wicked This Way Comes at a crucial time in my formation as a writer. The lyricism of his prose always stayed in the back of my mind, sinking in roots in my own imagination.

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Lately, I’ve been thinking more and more about his outlook on writing, both stylistically and in terms of craftsmanship. The following is a quote from the book, about the importance of writing for love of the work.

People will always give advice to a writer to slant, to write for the money. Don’t do that. Don’t do that. You will sicken and die. If you turn away from you— who you are, what you are, what you dream, what you need— you are going to wind up so unhappy , so miserable. It’s not worth it. Being poor isn’t so bad as long as you have your imagination and what you are. Being rich for the wrong reason is a lousy business. You aren’t rich at all. I’ve known a lot of Hollywood writers over the years who made ten times my income, and they were profoundly unhappy. Because they wrote things they never should have written. They never went on vacation. They never went to Europe and saw London or Paris or Rome. They were afraid that if they ever left Hollywood, they would be replaced. And they were probably right. They were replaceable. But when you write from within, if you write from within and are true to who you are, you are original and you cannot be replaced. No wonder these writers were scared! Nothing was written out of their hearts or ganglia. And so the lesson is, of course, that you must never turn away from the essential you. If you turn away from who you are, you will sicken. You will age ahead of your years. And so you must learn to turn inwards , to your own experiences, to your own memories, your passions, your loves and hatreds— you will then begin to summon the essence of you.

Bradbury, Ray; Weller, Sam (2014-12-02). Ray Bradbury: The Last Interview: And other Conversations (The Last Interview Series) (Kindle Locations 818-828). Melville House. Kindle Edition.

I am trying to hold onto that love of my stories, that love of the craft.  It’s so easy in the regular beat of trying to get on with life to lose track of loving your stories. It’s so easy to just be focused on getting the next patch written for the paycheck. I want to keep Ray’s words in my soul, so that even the “work-a-day” writing jobs are filled with that love that comes from the core of me.

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WonderCon 2015 Excursion

My first week back in Southern California just happened to fall before the 2015 WonderCon. I had registered for the con while I was still in Oregon, because I knew that I needed to get back into the swing of things, in order to get in gear promoting Creating Graphic Novels. It was a tight week for me, but making the contacts would be a good thing.

I got a ride down to the Anaheim Convention Center with my friend Robin Reed. We got down early enough to get a good parking spot. Pro Registration check in went quickly this time. Then, of course, there followed a long waiting time because the exhibit hall and programming didn’t open until noon. When it did, I went into the hall to say hi to a few friends. Travis Hanson had his booth close up front and looked to be set to do good business. It so happened that he was located right next to the GLAWS booth, so I also got to greet quite a number of my old friends that I have not seen in six months.

At 1, I headed up to programming. I’m always interested in what Barbara Randall Kesel puts forward, and she had a “Just What does an Editor Do?” panel. Scheduled with her were Sarah Gaydos, Shannon Eric Denton, with Joe Lefavi and another gentleman (whose name, alas, I’ve forgotten). Unexpectedly, Barbara called me up to join the panel so that the gender numbers would be even. I was pleased for the opportunity, given that I need the practice of speaking in public, but I knew I was rusty and not exactly looking “presentation ready” (I just meant to be a mere attendee, after all). But even with my less than spectacular contribution (just not up to speed yet), one guy in the audience checked with me for the specifics on my book, while another woman from the audience approached me to ask if I’d be willing to speak to her writers group out in Ontario in a couple of months. That made for a good start for the convention for me.

Later in the afternoon, I attended Michael Lovitz’ presentation about comic book law – in this case about intellectual properties, copyright and trademarks. I was already familiar with much of what he had to say, but it was good to get a refresher on the points. I followed that by attending “Publicizing Your Project” with Amy Ratcliffe, Craig Miller, Joe LeFavi.

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“Publicizing Your Project” with (l to r) Amy Ratcliffe, Craig Miller, and Joe LeFavi.

They had some good suggestions about publicizing strategies.

The last panel for me was “The Writer’s Journey: Breaking into Comics & Hollywood Scripting” moderated by Brandon Easton. Brandon does this panel frequently, and he and his panelists are always interesting.

"The Writer's Journey: Breaking into Comics and Hollywood Scriptwriting" with (l to r) Brandon Easton, Tony Puryear, Erika Alexander, Marc Scott Zicree, and Hannibul Tabu

“The Writer’s Journey: Breaking into Comics and Hollywood Scriptwriting” with (l to r) Brandon Easton, Tony Puryear, Erika Alexander, Marc Scott Zicree, and Hannibul Tabu

Robin and I wrapped up for the day and headed north.

The next morning I got up early to get to Robin’s so we could get going for that great parking again. I left Pasadena 6:30 and as I drove westward to Glendale, I saw that the moon still hung low in the sky already filled with dawn. She was bright and plump, but her lower quarter was shadowed by a remainder of the eclipse as if she had opened herself up to drain out the excess light-weight she had gained drinking in solar reflection all night long. Then she dropped lower still, peeking over Mt. Hollywood for a moment before sliding away from daylight.

(Okay, enough with the lyricism.) Robin and I did indeed get a good parking spot. Saturday had several panels I meant to attend.

At 10, I went to the “How to Get News Coverage” panel, that covered a lot of elements that I already knew, but it was good to have others recommend the approaches. This panel was held in the same room that Barbara Randall Kesel would do her “Ideas” presentation  at 12. So I sat through the panel in-between about “Whovian Costuming for Beginners.”

Barbara Randall Kesel

Barbara Randall Kesel

(Alas, I got more of Barbara’s microphone than I did of her face.) Barbara is always fun and interesting when she does her “Where Do Ideas Come From?” discussion. She goes almost non-stop during the allotted time.

I took a break from panels and went down to the exhibit hall to check out some of the booths and get some lunch. Of course, the concessions in the hall were more expensive than seems reasonable, but when you’re hungry, you end up accepting it. I did encounter the following in one of the booths —

Full size inflatable Dalek.

Full size inflatable Dalek.

Back upstairs, there was a spotlight interview with Stan Sakai about 30 years of Usagi Yojimbo.

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Stan Sakai with Jessica Tseang

Stan’s a great guy, and managed to have an upbeat or funny answer to all the questions from the audience, including a query of “Is there some other character that you think you could write and/or draw better than the current writer or artist?” His prompt answer: “Groo the Warrior” – that Mark Evanier, what is he thinking, and “Have you seen the characters? They look like potato people!” This got a good laugh from everyone – for they all knew he was close friends with Mark Evanier and Sergio Aragonés. It was a nice chat, and it made me extra glad I had earlier purchased a copy of the graphic novel 47 Ronin from Stan.

The last panel for me was “Inside the Writers Room” with a number of television writers talking about their experiences on a wide variety of shows.

The day wound down, my knees and legs were stiff for all the walking. Robin and I headed back to Glendale. And that wrapped up WonderCon 2015 for me. The last day of the con was Easter Sundayand celebrating that took first place with me. All in all, for me, it went well and gave me some things to think about as I plan for the future.

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The Season of the Hermit Ends

The last six months have been a wonderful time of refreshment here in Oregon. It has washed away a lot of the stresses that I’d been carrying for the last two years especially. The quiet and solitude have drained away a lot of the psychological toxins I don’t need. So, it is a bit saddening to be making preparations to leave and return to Los Angeles. I will miss the ranch, and the animals (although it will be nice not to have the daily inhalation of grass and alfalfa dust). But I have missed my Los Angeles communities, and the southern California weather.

I had been told that there was a “back road” into town from the ranch. But most of the time because I was trying to conserve gas and time, I hadn’t tried it. But a week ago, I had a lovely day and no rush, so I took that drive into town. Because it’s a back road, it is much more up-and-down over the landscape than the freeway. But it does have some lovely views.

scribblerworks-back-road-oregonI drove a little bit further up the road to get a more spectacular shot of the pocket valley up ahead.

scribblerworks-back-road-oregon-2Although I have taken several photos from various spots on the ranch, I hadn’t taken one from the road, looking uphill at the ranch itself. So I decided it was time to do so. The following shot shows the lower meadow, where the llamas and donkeys usually spend most of their day, grazing. None of them are in sight in this photo, because I had just fed them up at the barn, and they were all still up there munching away. The building in the foreground is the ranch chapel.

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And then, of course, there is my home for the last six months, the trailer known as the “Fifth Wheel”. Sitting in the center of the property, amid the trees, it has been a very satisfactory hermitage for this time. But I confess, I will be pleased to return to more ordinary quarters.

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The ranch is always going to be a beloved place to me. I will certainly keep it in prayers for the future, for their ministry in giving faith groups a wonderful place for retreats and meditation.

 

 

 

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Passion For Work

On Facebook earlier today, artist Colleen Doran posted a link to an interesting blog article that featured some comments by Mike Rowe about the “follow your passion” advice that usually gets passed around easily.

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Rowe’s comments gave me some food for thought. I’ve certainly been an advocate of people pursuing the things they dream of doing. My feeling about it is that if they don’t at least try for the “dream career” they will never know if it was possible, and they would spend a lot of time regretting “things not done.” Even so, there were points in his comments that were worth considering.

I posted what follows in the comments discussion responding to Colleen’s sharing of the article.

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I like that he is very pragmatic about the aspect of passion versus ability. Ability increases with training and hardwork. In the arts, yes, “talent” is important (a musician with no sense of rhythm is going to be lost, for instance), but even then it needs to be polished, honed, perfected by hard work on the basics.

When I was in the middle school age range, I drew a lot. My passion was fashion design. I really intended to go that route. But a “research a career” assignment in 9th grade opened my eyes to a few things. The key part of it was that I realized I did not have the temperament to sit at a drawing board all day, every day. I loved doing artwork, but realized I would die inside to be stuck in that kind of routine – so that also eliminated commercial art. I just wanted to do art when I *wanted* to do art (I still work at it, and am very satisfied when I *do* artwork). But it wasn’t going to be my living.

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It took a long time to find what would take that place. The funny thing is that I had already started writing a fair amount. Eventually, the day came that I realized my “passion” was writing, and I trained myself hard. And I’m pleased with the work I now do. But my own projects as a writer still don’t pay my bills. So I do SEO web content writing – and I’m darned good at it, because I bring all my creative abilities and understanding of communication to the job.

I’m still “following my passion” – but I’ve also accepted the cost of that. I don’t make a lot of money. I live extremely modestly (and have even gone through a season of being officially homeless – though I’ve been fortunate in having had places to stay in that season).

What I see, when I look around at aspiring writers who want to “follow their passion” are a lot of them who are not willing to learn all the business aspects needed to make it a success. They don’t want to do the work to build their audience. They don’t want to do the work of getting themselves in front of people (which really frustrates me, because at the moment I’m stuck in rural circumstances that don’t allow for me to be doing presentations and seminars).

The work doesn’t go out and magically find its audience. You do have to do some labor in beating the bushes – and you have to learn to love that process as well as creating the works you are promoting.

Note:

The post at Yellow Hammer News is by Cliff Sims, about some observations Mike Rowe has about “follow your passion”.

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Enjoying the Portland Comic Con

I posted a full report about my trip to the Portland Comic Con on the Creating Graphic Novels blog. It was a challenge to make the trip happen, but once it came together, I made the most of it. I stayed with my friend Kar-yee Wu and her family, getting to meet her youngsters. Although I’ve stayed in contact with her online (Facebook in particular), it’s been about ten years since we last met face-to-face. So it was good to see her again.

I was a little later getting away on the trip than I’d intended, but once I was on the way I enjoyed myself. However, I’d been up late Thursday night, so I did find myself getting just a little groggy on the drive. I got off the road, and parked to take a 10 minute cat-nap, which helped a lot.

I hit Portland about 3 o’clock in the afternoon (the time the show actually opened), and so encountered Friday afternoon traffic. I also felt I had not done enough research on the layout of Portland, because I didn’t feel quite sure I was going in the right directions. As it turned out, I was doing fine. But the city itself surprised me, being planted on the steep banks of the Willamette River. I think I’d like to go back for a visit, just to see more of the city.

I had a good time at the convention. I even encountered someone who had just purchased Creating Graphic Novels, which was rather fun to find out. But I’m still out of practice taking lots of pictures of cosplayers. I did get at least one good picture, though.

The Beast and Belle sit down for a snack.

The Beast and Belle sit down for a snack.

After a deal of plodding around the convention (and wishing I had spending money for some of the goodies I saw), and enjoying my visit with Kar-yee, I headed down the road again late Sunday morning. All the locals were marveling about how warm the day was to be. However, when I got out into my car and rolling, what I had not anticipated was that the warmth had created a thick layer of fog. The blanket of fog seemingly covered the whole of the Willamette River valley, limiting visiblity much of the time to about a quarter mile radius. And it lasted all the way from Portland to Eugene.

Climbing up out of the valley just south of Eugene, I emerged into sunlight and blue, cloud-swept skies. In the end, I pulled back into the ranch mid-afternoon.

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The Peacock Family At My Doorstep

I had to run into town today, to finish some errands. When I got back, I found the ranch’s peacock family strutting around the front of the trailer. The three chicks have grown since I first came to the ranch.

scribblerworks-Peacock-family-2I don’t usually see His Flashiness with the family, but today they were all out strolling together. His train feathers continue to grow out, so he’s definitely getting back to showing that off somewhat.

scribblerworks-Peacock-family-3The chicks, which now more clearly seem to all be females, are almost as large as their mother. That’s Lady Flash in the background, while the girls are checking me out as I was taking pictures.

scribblerworks-Peacock-family-6The whole family were quite amiable and unconcerned about my proximity. Lady Flash lets the girls explore and wander as they wish, it seems, but she keeps an eye on them. His Flashiness seems to take pride in his family.

scribblerworks-Peacock-family-5He does of course strike poses, especially to show off his train. It may still be in the process of growing out, but he certainly has enough to convey his sense of royalty now. I haven’t actually seen him spread it yet, however.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Except for the fact that it’s actually a Tuesday, this visitation struck me as being similar to a family out for a Sunday afternoon stroll in all their finery. It’s an entertaining touch to the ranch life in the middle of December.

scribblerworks-peacock-family-1I’ve always been attracted to peacocks, though I had only rarely been around them. Having this family here on the ranch has been quite a treat for me.

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The Creature Shows Off the Aquarium

The Creature went on my rounds with me this morning because he felt I had shorted some of my charges in talking about my life here at Cascade Ranch. After I feed the donkeys and llamas, I head up to one of the lodges where there is a rather large aquarium with fish that need feeding.

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It’s a rather large tank with several fish. Alas, I don’t know all the specific types. There are about 4 medium large fish that might be angelfish. There’s a school of slightly smaller fish with similar coloration (greys and blacks). There are three large, black sucker fish who have cleaning duty in the tank. And then there’s one freshwater shark fish who cruises about.

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That’s not the actual fish there, just a nice, clear image of the type of fish, light colored with reddish fins. But as you can see from the first picture, the age of the acrylic sides of the tank made getting a good picture inside the tank a bit difficult.

In any case, the Creature felt I was biased in favor of the mammals on the ranch, and wanted to show of the rather impressive large tank. Since I needed to spend some time at the lodge adding water to the tank. Because of evaporation, every few days I need to add more water to it, which takes a while, given the tank’s size.

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It is very restful to spend some time sitting, watching the fish after I feed them. They have a world of their own.

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The Creature Contemplates Winter

scribblerworks-creature-winter-prepLately, the Creature from the Black Lagoon has been keeping quiet in his corner. I think he might have been pouting about all the time I have to spend attending to the ranch animals, but he hasn’t said anything about that.

However, the last few days, he has expressed displeasure with the temperatures inside the trailer here at Cascade Ranch. He came out of his corner, which is chilly, and has taken up a spot over one of the heater vents.

The temperatures outside are considerably colder than those he knew in Los Angeles. I tried to explain that L.A. is basically a very temperate desert climate, and that the Pacific Northwest, especially in the mountains, is something else entirely, but he doesn’t quite get it. He watched me put on my gloves this morning – a knit liner pair, and then the suede work gloves – and he found the “double skin” (as he called it) peculiar.

I told him that if he really wanted to understand the purpose of gloves, I could take him out with me the next frosty morning that comes along. He hemmed and hawed over that, so I opened the freezer of the refrigerator, and explained it was something like that. He had enough of that very quickly and also asked if it was possible for him to get a full-body glove. He’s such a tropical Creature!

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The Registration Run

Yesterday, I had to drive down from ranch to Yreka, California, in order to take care of the smog check for my car, needed for the annual registration. It was overdue, because I needed to wait for available time and money to come together.

scribblerworks-mount-shastaLast week, I had almost driven down on Friday, expecting to just drive up to the smog check station and have it taken care of in fairly short order. And then I remembered my original research for locations in northern California, and recalled that there were very few check stations in the area. So I called the station. Good thing. They had no available time slots on Friday. So I made an appointment for Monday, at 1:30. I figured that since the internet told me the drive time could be a hour and a half, I needed to give myself a cushion.

I got on the road by 11 in the morning. The day turned out to be clear and sunny, which was nice after several days of high overcast that gave the world a dull, muffled atmosphere. Once past Medford on the southbound journey, I really enjoyed the scenery. Especially when I crossed into California.

You see, on my original journey into Oregon, much of the northern California region had been wrapped in the haze from a wildfire in the Shasta region. It had obscured all the far vistas. So I had never even glimpsed Mount Shasta itself on that trip.

This time, coming down a slope, there’s a spectacular view of Mount Shasta in the distance. I really wanted to stop and get a picture of it. But unfortunately, the lookout turn-off was blocked off due to roadwork on the freeway at that point. Boo.

So instead, I had to quickly snap the above picture with my smartphone on the return journey. It made for frosting on the cake of a successful and satisfying excursion (meaning the car passed the smog check with no problem, and the registration got taken care of promptly).

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