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All sorts of fascinating things and events are published daily. The

regular news inundates us with lots of exciting entertainment news.

Hopefully, I don’t drive you too crazy with my posts about local,

national and international events. I have a few friends who are

amazed and wonder how they missed ‘this or that’ on their own

news.  For this reason alone, I feel I am the troubadour of events

and hope you enjoy this wide variety presented here today.

 

This first event is ‘right up my alley’ and if life were different; less

busy, I would take time off to go to Oberlin, Ohio on December 13,

2014.  You know I am a woman who loves murder, mayhem and

fun adventures. I dabble in mystery stories, along with being a bit

nostalgic for the days when detective stories on television were so

prolific. If you will, picture me in my ‘element,’ at this pleasurable

upcoming event:

“Holiday Murder Mystery” on next Saturday. The cost is not causing

me to take up this trip and bring my noggin along to solve what may

be the most exciting, imaginary ‘case’ around.

Listen to the arrangements and accoutrements:

~Superior overnight accommodations.

~Lavish Buffet featuring Prime Rib and Chicken Piccata.

~Fun-filled Jovialities Murder Mystery.

~Cash bar available.

~Casual Holiday Attire Suggested.

All of the above for $79.00 based on double room occupancy,

plus taxes.

This is all annually held at the Oberlin Inn, 7 N. Main Street

Oberlin, Ohio 44007. Last year, I almost found a roommate to attend

this occasion. I am not against arriving on my own, really I am not .

Just taking the time during this wonderful month of December is not

going to happen.

 

On this very day, for example, I travel to a halfway point, heading the

opposite direction to Columbus to meet my girlfriend I met in 1980,

yes, this is my dear friend, Nancy. We meet at a breakfast restaurant

and chat, eat and get our holiday spirits livened up with memories and

catching up required. We exchange gifts and feel this really is always

our ‘true beginning of the holidays.’ We have laughed and spoken of the

day we may not be able to travel the 45 minutes’ drive, due to aging and

possible impairments, visual or physical. We have decided it may just

be worth it to hire a driver, con a relative or get a taxi. It is almost as

strong a desire as a loved one in the song who would go over mountains

and oceans to get to their lover. Only for us, it is friendship that is our

motivating factor. We do this every 6 months, since we have seen a few

special people pass on and don’t want to be so distant that we are not

in touch with each other after life-changing events (loss of her Mom

and Dad, my losing my own Dad… her nephew’s illness that still is a

big concern for her family.)

 

Here is something ‘new to me’ so,  hope it will bring you news on

an upcoming “British Invasion.” I hope those who are British will

give us some more special details and their opinions on the newest

addition to our “Late, Late Night” show here in the U.S. The man

who is  quite a popular guy on television in the U.K. had joined the

cast, playing the Leading Male Role in the movie, “Into the Woods.”

He is leading the upcoming movie’s cast as the “everyman baker”

character. He has more scenes than Johnny Depp. This man is named

James Corden.

He was talking recently on the CBS Sunday morning show, about his

role in a television show, “Gavin and Stacey.” It sounds hilarious!

What has he done to lead him to this career precipice?

He was part of the “History Boys” at Music Box Theatre in London.

Played Craig Owens in a few character visits on “Dr. Who”

Enjoyed making fun of himself in commercials with David Beckham.

(James is built like Seth Rogen and has a great sense of humor, too.)

He won a Tony Award for his performance in “One Man, Two Guvnors.”

He will be replacing Craig Ferguson in the late hours of television,

for which he says he will be ‘stimulated’ by this daily situation. He is

36 years old, telling interviewers that he has been interested in theater

and acting since he was young. The London show business scene will

be replaced with the New York scene. He feels excited to start this new

chapter in his life and I must tell you this:

This man is one who is excited to have his childhood dreams come true.

Interesting, since James wishes us to venture “Into the Woods,” where

we are not sure if there will be a happy ending.

I am proud to be one of the first to introduce you to James Corden.

His self-proclaimed ‘odd ball’ humor and warm personality will win you

over and you will embrace this rising star, if you have not already done so.

 

Someone who made it into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame 2014 inductees,

Cat Stevens, who from 1976 until 2003 had not performed in front of any

audiences, will be gracing stages in the United States. His own son brought

a guitar into his home in 2003 and this led Yusuf Islam to begin playing

again.  Yusuf had been living happily following the

Q’uran and trying to lead a godly life.

I was surprised that he had not played an instrument for that many years,

sometimes singing at home but feeling the pressure that comes with a new

faith that discourages open expressions of feelings and music. Why come

out of his shell and peaceful life now? He believes simply put, “It is time.”

He has an amazing voice despite all the years passing, he has a quiet

nature but he is not entirely serious and showed a sense of humor in a

recent interview. While re-telling his Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

speech, accepting his induction, he said (paraphrased):

“I am probably the only one in all the years of musicians receiving

this honor to be able to say this:

I don’t drink.

I don’t smoke,

I don’t do drugs and

I only sleep with one person: my wife!”

Cat Stevens was open to tell about the unfortunate experiences he

had faced when he chose to become a Muslim. He was banned for

over ten years (since 9/11) from coming to America, with the fear of his

being a terrorist.

I imagine this and I cringe. I am ashamed. The man of Peace had been

on a “Watch List.” Cat Stevens, (Yusuf). who wrote and sang of love, being

the one who spoke of a “Peace Train” had not been able to travel to other

places.

I was surprised that my memory did not hold all 9 of his albums that

became Gold due to their popularity and sales. I always liked, “Morning

has Broken” and “Moonshadow.” Triple platinum albums were called,

“Tea for the Tillerman’ and ‘Teaser and the Firecat.” My all time

favorite sad song, which usually was played often in the 70’s was

a “break up” song, “The First Cut is the Deepest.”

 

Now, since I feel that we are out of time… definitely having taken a

chunk of your time today, I will send you a few upcoming dates

and events with wishes for you to have a fantastic week:

 

Monday, Kate and Prince William will be here in the U.S., watching

the Cleveland Cavaliers playing the Brooklyn Nets, in basketball. I shall

hope the Cavs win! (We did, yay!)

The Royal couple looked wonderful upon arrival in New York City.

I enjoyed seeing Kate with the children at an inner city preschool,

helping to make arts and crafts with them, she spoke in such a sweetly

sounding voice. I was pleased to see Prince William in his dressy

clothes at an official meeting with President Obama, with journalists

looking and listening to their conversation. They shared a few laughs,

too.

 

Wednesday, there will be an announcement for Person of the Year

award. Last year, (hard to ‘top’ this fine example) was Pope Francis.

 

Thursday celebrates Five Years since Angry Birds (App and Game)

descended upon us. There is an excellent example of time being

spent on something rather frivolous: 200 million minutes DAILY

on Angry Birds. My grandson, (the rebel who was given a “B & E”

warning ticket at age 7) likes the image and has it on a shirt, back

pack and a round stuffed Angry Bird on his bed.

 

What’s new in your corner of the world?

 

 

 

 

 

Bad Art!

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I am fascinated by this story about an art museum that

displays ‘bad art!’ As my Grandmother Oldrieve had an

uncle, so he would be my Great Grand Uncle, with the

well known name of Alexander Calder. I am often asked

about this truly simple, huge, ‘numbered print’ on one

of my apartment walls. I mean, it takes up a lot of

space. It is the size of a movie theater poster.

Almost everyone thinks,

“A child could have drawn that!”

or

“Why on earth, Robin, do you have that ugly thing on

your wall?”

If you will please imagine six circles, black, red and

blue, with long straight lines coming from each of them,

some straight and a couple crooked. That is the fine

art print, worth over $1000.00 (at last checking in the

70’s) of my distant relative, Alexander Calder. It is

the size of a movie theater poster. Huge!

You may know that Calder ‘invented’ or ‘created’ the

idea or concept of statues and mobiles blended together

to become, ‘stabiles.’

Many famous examples of this are displayed outside of

museums and in downtowns in cities across America and

internationally. The cities of Stuttgard, Germany and

the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art have fine

examples of these combination statues and mobiles.

The other international museums that feature Calder

are in Venezuela, the Netherlands, Paris, France,

and Madrid, Spain.

Closer to home, can be found in the city of Grand

Rapids, Michigan and Montreal, Quebec. Our National

Gallery of Art, in Washington D.C., has a whole room

of Calder’s creations. I don’t feel his paintings or

prints are really interesting but the larger pieces

are very exciting and unique. My family saw the one

in Chicago, Illinois when I was in middle school. My

artist brother, Randy Oldrieve, has made a living

creating sculptures, paintings, murals, logos and

prints.

My oldest daughter, Carrie Crain, is also a gifted

artist.

I have my own style of ‘dinky art,’ which I am hoping

would not make it into the MOBA.

The idea or thought behind the Calder print, I have no

clue.

I have told people that my numbered print may increase

in value or not. I think it looks like circular balloons.

I wish they were ovals. I wish there were squiggly

lines instead of those odd straight lines! If it has

to be simple, let it be ‘cute,’ I think!

Anyway, the Museum of Bad Art, or MOBA, may have wished

to include this print, since unless you saw the ‘Calder’

signature at the bottom, you would think it was ready to

go into a dumpster.

Which the curator, Michael Frank, of MOBA, says many of

their displays came about from trash pickers saving the

homemade art pieces. Others came from donations, garage

and yard sales and thrift stores. The critique or type

of verification for ‘bad art’ is all rather depending

on the viewer. After all, “Beauty is in the eye of the

beholder.”

Where is this MOBA to be found? In a sunny-sounding

place called, Summerville, Massachusetts. There is a

movie theatre on top of this museum of art. Yes, makes

sense to delegate the artworks considered ‘bad’ or ugly,

to the basement!

Most people would not want to buy or look at these

paintings or other pieces of artwork regularly.

In fact, the museum’s reason for existing, since 1994,

is given as:

“To celebrate the labor of artists whose work would be

displayed or appreciated in no other forum.”

A tour guide or ‘docent’ gives further explanation:

“Bad art is still art. It is sincere. It is one of a

kind.”

They will not accept the mass-produced artwork, such

as paintings on black velvet, no attempts to reproduce

famous artists’ pieces, and no dogs playing poker!

There is a display of diverse subject matters, unique

perspectives and really strange depictions.

Why do they feel this art is valid? Because artists

are trying to communicate. This MOBA is to celebrate

the expression of people who are yearning to be artists.

They may even pour their hearts out on their creations,

not realizing they are not attractive.

Sometimes: Not to anyone!

When people try to donate paintings or pieces to the

museum, the ones who are in charge, including Michael

Frank, determine whether it is a ‘fake.’ If it is

intentionally produced to be ‘bad,’ they feel they can

‘see right through those.’

Interestingly, their stored art pieces are quite large,

enough to share the wealth of bad art, sending exhibits

as farflung as Taipei, Taiwan. The circulating exhibits

are quite popular. Murals, collages, some that need

repaired, adding Christmas lights that have burned out,

all can be part of someone’s idea of a fun day at a

museum.

In my own mind, I came up with an explanation for why

I would be interested in going to Summerville, or if

a visiting exhibit came to the Columbus Museum of Art.

I think we all are like ‘deers in the headlights’ or

viewers of accidents on the side of the road, we just

cannot tear our eyes away. The art may be like a “train

wreck” but we may still be curious to see the contents.

The bad products of sincere people, may just be your

‘cup of tea.’

At the very least, you may wish to view the strange

and imaginative pieces online…

A Very Famous Christmas Poem

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“The Night Before Christmas” was written by Dr. Clement C. Moore.

This is considered a book of verses that tell a story about the titled

plot. The author was born in New York City in 1779. He was the son of

Bishop Benjamin Moore. He became a classical scholar. Dr. Moore was

appointed, in 1821, to become a professor of Hebrew and Greek literature

at the Protestant Seminary in New York.

Most of Dr. Clement C. Moore’s fame is due to the poem, which he wrote

one Christmas for his own children. It was published first as “A Visit from

St. Nicholas.” It was translated in all foreign languages and also, one of

the first to be translated into Braille early on.

Dr. Moore’s words paint pictures that are part of our cultural memoriess,

having heard this poem so many times in your lifetime. If you are from

another country, don’t believe in Santa Claus nor like stories that are

about Christmas, you may still like the way the words flow off the pages.

When he describes the “sugar plums dancing” in the children’s dreams

or the phrasing, “more rapid than eagles his coursers they came,” you

know which poem this is coming from.

When the sleigh flies off into the cold, winter’s night,

“Away they all flew like down of a thistle.”

My edition is a threadbare copy in a burgundy red which has the lovely

illustrations of a more ‘modern’ illustrator. (He was not born in the

1700’s!)

Arthur Rackham, an English illustrator, was enlisted to draw for my

edition or version of the poem. He was born of a middle class Victorian

family and was proud to be a “cockney.”

His biography, in the back of my book, mentions in quaint language, that

he had a “precocious talent for drawing as a child” and used watercolors

“since his first day of school, was given as all little boys and girls are,

a shilling paint-box… this craft has been his constant companion.”

This Arthur Rackham has been credited for influencing Walt Disney’s

art style.

In the book, “Rip Van Winkle,” (1905) he was considered the foremost

decorative illustrator of the Edwardian period.

His last illustrations that many of my blog readers will recognize more

likely than not, were in “The Wind and the Willows.” I just loved those

drawings and how they went so well with the way the story was told.

What are you very favorite seasonal, holiday books called? What are

some of your memories of your family reading a special story during

the winter months? Do you have a favorite illustrator?

As Dr. Clement C. Moore closes his book with the words,

“But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight–

Happy Christmas to all  and to all a good night.”

A Musical “Night on the Town”

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Morgan Treni, that lovely ‘old soul’ that I would have loved to have

been friends with, with her hair that floats and lands over her brow,

her lively bluesy jazzy musical voice and her personality that is

beyond compare was playing at Brothers Drake on Fifth Avenue

in Columbus, Ohio. Her CD is going to be released in December so

they were calling this “Morgan Treni’s Pre-Release Party!”

All day, I excitedly talked about Morgan’s recent musical events

and how this so young girl who just graduated in June, 2013 from

Ohio Wesleyan with a Fine Arts degree was going to take Columbus

“by storm!”

I drove through rush hour traffic to call my youngest daughter and

have her stand out on the sidewalk. The darkest night, with many

trees covering my view of the waning but still nearly full moon, would

not allow me to find her house. We were heading to dinner out, her

“treat” with a gift card from Hyde Park.

I wore a warm and toasty beige turtle neck, a cashmere patterned

scarf she had given me, with a long woolen coat. Once inside her

lovely Victorian Village apartment, I inspected what her roommate

and she had done with the place. Exquisite arrangements with candles

that gave the aroma of a baked apple pie and little pumpkins that

were enchanting in surprising places. They had found most of their

furniture at garage sales, resale shops and I had given Felicia a gift

last Spring, when she had begun to imagine moving out for the

third time in her life. It was a light teal, dark teal and cream rouched

comforter, with multiple silk pillows with the echoes of those tones

with some variations to it. Her bedroom fireplace held her tribute

to my Dad with his book, his picture and a few select lifelong favorite

books of hers. There were tall black rod iron candlesticks and some

ceramic and bone china vases arranged for an appealing collection.

Her corner where she stands to put her makeup on held a photograph

of Grammie O. (my Mom) and she on the last day my Mom spent in

Vermilion at the Lenten Fish Fry at the Vermilion on the Lake club-

house. Both of their faces are beaming and it was framed in an old

fashioned gold frame.

I should move on to dinner and the musical extravaganza event!

Dinner at Hyde Park is a luxury to our family members. This is

not your usual upscale restaurant. You get personal attention and

the server was a really energetic, politely restrained woman. We

had French press coffee (me) and a glass of cabernet sauvignon

(daughter). We ordered two Steakhouse chopped salads with the

young woman understanding that I would like everything on mine

and all of the things Felicia asked to be removed added to mine so

I had bacon and onions that she did not have. I asked for a shared

treat of potatoes Gruyere gratin. It was served in a very hot dish

around 10” of sliced, layered Gruyere cheesy potatoes! Yummy!

We both were served all kinds of bread, (3 kinds, really but seemed

so much more in its presentation with a slab of butter 3″ x 4″ wide

with herb infused olive oil dripping over the top of that!) I took

two white hard crusted rolls home, three sesame and poppy seed

whole grain sticks and one whole wheat yeast bun home, with the

butter on the side. I will be going home shortly to eat that, the

remainder of my salad and Felicia will be making pasta for dinner

after Pilates class. Two nights in a row, one in her part of the city,

and mine, back at the old ‘homestead’ apartment.

When we left the restaurant, we took a few of those delicious

chocolate mints that look like M and M’s.

We only had to circle back a few blocks to get to the meadery,

brewery called Brothers Drake. They have quite an impressive

well rounded collection of brews and cocktails served there.

I drank water and so did Felicia. We met a female reporter,

named Brianna, who works, as an intern, for the Underground

Columbus and is also a graduate of OWU, having met Morgan

through their writings and not through music. Brianna took

pictures and interviewed Morgan before she performed. There

were four cameras set up around the stage where a Baby Grand

Piano sat upon an Asian rug with a plant stand making it look

homey. There was a microphone to the side, one on the piano,

also.

We know a lot of the Delaware ‘Open Mic’ night fans of Morgan

and frequenters to Brooklyn Heights and Roop Brothers. We

sat down with Judy, who has an affinity with me, both of us

being alums of BGSU. She also takes Felicia’s Pilates classes

and follows Morgan almost anywhere. Judy is about 48, so

about ten years behind me in school. She is funny, bawdy

and a character. Brian, a good friend and architect who was

working on building Felicia’s roommate and her a deck

came in and stood behind us, the place was packed! We ended

up sharing a chair, F. and me, so that Brian could sit down.

Here are some of the songs that Morgan wrote and also, she

includes some other places than just Delaware in her songs.

She writes her own lyrics and melodies. She is a lovely person

who exudes energy and smiled, waving at all of us.

“Impressionistic Sky” and “Across the Chess Board” are two

of our favorite songs. She also does one as a tribute to Alice

in Wonderland, calling it “Dear Mr. Carroll.” Morgan can

sing a cappella, with a guitar or plays the piano, sometimes

pounding out the chords!

What outstanding people came to see her! A local and semi-

famous man, named Dave Powers, really tickled the ivories

and had her sing two famous songs. The one that I remember

the words to starts out with, “I get a kick from champagne…”

and the other was a very famous jazz song.

Another man, Vaughn Wiester’s Famous Jazz Orchestra, who plays

at the Women’s City Club in Clintonville, Ohio with Morgan on every

Monday to a crowd of men and women was there to applaud and bow

for the audience. He did not play since his band was not with him but

there were others in the crowd who were appreciative of his coming

to support Morgan!He is an older gentleman and an excellent musician,

too.

Morgan’s original songs include one about hiking in West Virginia with

a man she fell in love with. She also belts out a tune about Columbus,

Ohio, her new home town! She grew up in New Jersey but lived in

Manhatten for awhile so there is an excellent song with a catchy tun

that includes going “home to Manhatten.” She mentions some sights

in New York city like Central Park, too. We, of course, love her song

she wrote for Delaware, Ohio.

Overall, a wonderful adventure and I left the bar at midnight and came

home and tried to remember some of the words, tunes and places she

sang about. I hope that someday you may visit on her blog and she

will post a song or two. She mostly writes about the beer palaces she

sings in for her living.

Someday, of course, her dream and mine for her will be that she will

sing on television, radio and you may have her CD…

Have a great evening!

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Famed Author’s Home Up for Sale

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For a mere sum of $85,000, you can purchase the home of famed

playwright, poet and author, Langston Hughes. It has been recently

renovated but still has the beauty of an older home, including the

third floor attic garret, where Langston, in his high school years would

sleep, write and create. This is located in Cleveland, Ohio where the

area is being kept up like the old neighborhoods in Columbus, like

German Village or Victorian Village. These are the side streets that

people drive down to see Christmas lights on. The homey type of

neighborhood where you may be content or like Langston, may want

to flee from.

His home, at 2266 East 86th, was along the bus route to Central High

School and Karamu House, an internationally acclaimed centerpiece

of plays, dramatic arts and dance productions, featuring varied cultures

and backgrounds. This is known also as the “oldest African-American

theater in the United States.” This is where Langston Hughes would

premiere many of his plays.

Born James Mercer Langston Hughes in 1902 and passing away in1967,

Hughes contributed greatly to the writing community and especially,

helping the world to recognize the talents of African-Americans.

Although Hughes was well known for writing to represent his racial

background, he had Caucasian, African American and Native American

roots.

He was originally from Missouri, later in his junior high years moving to

live with his mother and stepfather in Cleveland, Ohio. This is where the

home is on sale.

Langston Hughes graduated from Central High School, honed some of

his creative writing skills at Karamu House. He then moved on to become

one of the first writers (innovators) to form what is considered the Harlem

Renaissance era (1920- 1930’s) in New York. His journals of short stories,

poems and social commentary began under the roof here in Cleveland.

Langston Hughes’ heritage was of two great-grandmothers who were

African-American slaves and two great-grandfathers who were Kentucky

land and slave owners. Hughes is known for the origin of writing a form

of poetry called, “jazz poetry.” He has a lovely lyrical and rhythmic style

that contributed to the annals of black poetry, being included in many

high school literature textbooks. Hughes was “ahead of his time,” in my

opinion. He had already died when I was exposed to his writing in the

70’s and our literature teacher had us reading his poetry aloud, so we

could listen to its lyrical “notes.”

This is how I came across his writing and was aware of Langston Hughes.

One of his more famous poems is titled,

“The Negro Speaks of Rivers

“My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.

I danced in the Nile when I was old

I built my hut by the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.

I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.

I heard the singing of the Mississippi and Abe Lincoln went

down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen the muddy bosom turn all

golden in the sunset.”

(1920)

Hughes attended one year of engineering school at Columbia, but dropped

out. He felt the weight of prejudice upon him and his true calling of writing

pulling him away from his studies.

Here is a beautiful example of Hughes’ poems:

“The night is beautiful

So the faces of my people.

The stars are beautiful,

So the eyes of my people.

Beautiful, also, is the sun

Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.”

From the poem, “My People,” (1923).

The realtor, Sherry M. Callahan, said there has been an offer or bid on the

house, from an aspiring writer who may be hoping to have inspiration come

from the walls of this author’s home. There is a nice fireplace to sit by, write

and soak in the ambiance. It could be claimed by a historical group or a

person seeking to have a tour stop for visitors to Cleveland, too.

This house includes a “page out of literary history,” Sherry noted.

Do you need a place to find your “muse?”

“Designer with a Camera”

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I could not resist going to the library, after reading that an

innovative and self-taught photographer named Bert Stern

passed away last Tuesday, May 25, 2013. He was born on

October 3, 1929.

How will you know this famous, but not always recognized,

photographer? He started as a mail room clerk at “Look”

magazine, straight out of high school. Bert made his way up

from the mailroom, as the rags to riches story unfolded.

Once he left this position, he moved to “Mayfair” magazine

becoming the art director, and proceeded to fine tune his skills

in photography.

Bert Stern liked to say that he “didn’t know how to read a light

meter.” By the mid-1950’s, Stern became known for his memorable

and strikingly unique angles in advertising, including his advertising

for Smirnoff vodka martini.

Here are a few unusual artistic shots of “The driest of the dry” vodka

martinis. One was with men in dark business suits sitting in sand

dunes, holding martini glasses. Another captured a camel walking

down Fifth Avenue in NYC. An expensive but worthy photo shoot in

Egypt, presents a martini glass in the sand, with the Great Pyramid

of Giza behind it. Matt Schudel, Washington Post reporter, describes

this awesome angle as:

“The tip of the pyramid, suffused in pinkish-gold light, is refracted upside

down in the liquid inside the glass.”

The “creative revolution” in advertising in  the 50’s, depicted in Mad Men

television series, is attributed to Bert Stern. He also is famous for his

portrayal of Marilyn Monroe known as “The Last Sitting,” since it was held

in July, 1962. Marilyn died August 5, 1962 at age 36. These 2,571 images were

published a 1982 book, titled “Marilyn Monroe: The Complete Last Sitting.”

Originally, Vogue had been the one to send Bert to Hollywood to take these

photographs. Bert brought 3 bottles of Dom Perignon and without even her

drinking a sip, she was very easily relaxed. Later, he recounted in an Australian

interview,

” She was much more beautiful and easier to work with than I expected.”

Bert Stern’s other major accomplishment was a landmark jazz documentary

film, “Jazz on a Summer’s Day” filmed at the 1958 Newport Jazz Festival in

Rhode Island.

This film was made before his 30th birthday, including crowd and sailboat

images, along with footage of musicians who could fill the Hall of Fame for

Jazz! Here are just a few names to ‘drop’: Thelonious Monk, Chuck Berry,

Louis Armstrong, Gerry Mulligan and Anita O’Day.

He was later given the opportunity to take portrait photographs of major

movie stars,  such as Marlon Brando, Sophia Loren, Brigitte Bardot, Audrey

Hepburn and 1950’s model, Suzy Parker. In 1962, he made the movie poster

photograph of teen actress Sue Lyon with her heart shaped sunglasses for

“Lolita.”

A 2011 documentary was made by Laumeister, “Bert Stern: Original Mad Man.”

Renowned designer, George Lois, said of Stern’s advertising photography was

“breathtaking because they were ideas.”

In 2011, talking of himself, Stern said, “I don’t consider myself a photographer,

I’m a designer with a camera.”

The death of this outstanding photographer, Bert Stern, captured my heart

reading the tributes to him. Also, seeing and studying some examples of his

fine body of work.

This made me come “out of hiding” from my Mom’s apartment and I threw

aside my “recreation and relaxation” to go to the Westlake Public Library.

I regret to say I did not check out your interesting, both  funny and serious,

posts. Please just accept that I wanted to inform you of a loss of this man with

humble origins who made it to acclaim and fortune, through learning his

trade and gave us so much in return.

A Must See Movie! Delaware, Ohio connection, too.

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I am going to be a movie reviewer for only the second time on this

blog! I really enjoyed last Summer the movie for all ages, old and

young alike.  (“The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel” with India ties and

great acting!)

This Spring, 2013, I am going to say, you ‘must see’ the movie, “42.”

“The True Story of an American Legend.”

This movie was premiered here in Delaware, Ohio on April 12, 2013.

It was attended by national news media members along with special

guests such as the relatives of the man who “made” Jackie Robinson

a household name. Branch Rickey was the general manager of the

Brooklyn Dodgers during the time when there were only white team

members across the board  for all major league baseball teams.

Branch Rickey came from football playing to becoming a coach at the

Delaware, Ohio’s Ohio Wesleyan University. His biography includes

multitudes of other accomplishments, such as also backing Roberto

Clemente and the initiation of batting helmets.

Branch Rickey had played baseball during his college years. He explains

to Jackie, why among his unusual choices he decided to include African

Americans in major league baseball. This became his passion as he

yearned to create a legacy. This makes quite a dramatic scene in the movie.

The Delaware Strand is a beautiful, old “home town” theatre with ornate

features like the gold leaf filigree details and arches with angels. Our local

wonderful theatre takes me five minutes to walk to.  The Strand has a senior

discount (called the “Over 55 card” which entitles the bearer over and

over again, no limits to its usage! to one medium popcorn, a medium

beverage and a movie ticket to any showtime, all for $7.00!) There are three

theatres within the building, the main one, the side and balcony also.

Back to the movies…

“42” is, as most people recognize, a sports movie about a famous and

incredible athlete, Jackie Robinson, played by Chadwick Boseman.

It is also a powerful statement against the racism that existed in

America, all the way up to and including the present.

The third and interesting aspect that I did not expect was that of a

special and heartwarming love story between Jackie and his wife,

Rachel, played by Nicole Beharie.

Jackie met Rachel while attending UCLA where there appeared to

be a lot less hatred shown towards blacks. College ballgames and

the minor leagues, included persons of all races. Mostly the blacks

joined what were termed ‘colored teams’ during the years that are

featured in this movie. Jackie not only played baseball, but also was

on the basketball and football teams for UCLA. In 1941, due to some

financial hardship, Jackie went into the Army to fight in WW II.

It was 1946 when Branch Rickey, (played by Harrison Ford) decided

to break the “color lines” by signing Jackie Robinson to the farm team

(Montreal Royals) that played in Canada and he then “made the cut”

to become a Dodgers’player.

There are many great actors in a variety of character parts. I won’t

be going into the names of the ballplayers and the actors’ names

who portray them. This is more of a summary than a lengthy plot

outline or cast list.

Mainly,  you must see this movie because it is amazing, riveting and

relevant. It is one of the most meaningful movies I have seen in a long

time. My youngest daughter and I cried and passed tissues to another

audience member. The Strand movie theatre staff wore the number “42”

on their t-shirts. It is important to know of all the diverse baseball players

who have played over the years on major league teams, only one number

has been ‘retired’ where no one can wear it again: 42.

The exception to this rule is on every April 15th, to commemorate the legend

and hero, Jackie Robinson, every team in the league wears the number 42 on

that date.

Finally, I would like to quote the movie poster’s words:

“In a game divided by color, he made us see Greatness!”