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Meladramas
 
Monday, August 30, 2004  





I present my newest painting, "Welcome..."









"Welcome..."
©2004 Pamela MacCarthy
72 X 90 cm
acrylic gouache on canvas



This painting is of a wonderful memory.
After a long struggle to get there,
the universe seemed to whisper "Welcome..."

This is my view of Tumon, Guam-
The rainy season made for the dark misty clouds
creeping in on the left,
the brightness of the sun persisted on the right.
The angles and colors completely had me spellbound.









Till next time... 'Mela




3:52 PM

Saturday, August 28, 2004  




After a small mishap yesterday, I finally made it to the movie theater.
I guess we all have those days-
When you feel like it’s the first day with your new feet.
I twisted my ankle and went ka-boom onto the main street of my town.
It was pretty frightening, considering my back injury-
I didn’t know if I would be damaged, but luckily,
it was just a slightly sprained ankle.
What I was really surprised about
were all the people who came over to help me.

Some even got out of their cars.
Some called out "Daijobu?" (alright?) from across the street.
Two people helped me up, and after bidding my profuse thank-you’s
I proceeded to the station.
Michio came later to meet me.
At long last we’re off to Shinjuku
to the movie theater.
I say at long last,
because in the not too distant past I wasn’t able to sit 2 1/2 hours for a movie.
Being a big fan of J.K. Rowling,
this is one movie I was anticipating...

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban,
at last!

I read the write-ups, and saw the trailers-
A few new faces, a new director...

The first thing that got me were the kids-
As a mom of a teenage boy, I know how quickly they grow up.
I guess when you don’t see them for awhile,
it is a more stark reality.

Second, Professor Albus Dumbledore’s role
(which was vacated by the late Richard Harris,)
has been filled by Michael Gambon.
I imagine it is a difficult position to replace another actor's character building-
Although I greatly admire Gambon as an actor,
his interpretation of Dumbledore lacks ooomph.

Maybe in the next film he will have a chance to develop more in this role.

Third, Hagrid the gamekeeper’s house...

Does anybody else out there wonder if they picked it up off it’s foundation and moved it down a huge hill to the back 40?

The Dementors.
There was a lot of attention paid to details in this film,
yet the scariest creatures in this film
looked like black cheesecloth secured over large stuffed socks.

Ms. Rowling had given license for such “strayings” from
the original story, but damn- these guys were supposed to be hooded.
How hard is that?

I didn’t like Emma Thompson’s Professor Trelawney.
I think this character should have been older, and eccentric, not goofy.
It bears distinction.

I also didn’t like the way the information about the Marauder’s Map was left hanging-

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, & Prongs...
Who were they?
How did they come about?
Details that are integral, yet left, vague...

In the Shrieking Shack below the Whomping Willow :
Not enough dialogue between all characters.
Too much emphasis was placed on Harry's trust
of Professor Lupin’s reaction.
His anger dissolves all too easily and quickly for me to believe it.

Certain aspects of the book were played up, some down,
some were left out completely...

On a positive note, the scenery is enchanting.
They really made full use of the beautiful castle and grounds-
When Harry takes off on that hippogriff
sailing across the lake, that scene is breathtaking.
I was flying with him.

David Thewlis as Professor Lupin.
Every teenager should have a teacher like the one he portrayed...

The character development of the regular cast.
It was like saying hello to a neighbor.

The ending.
Not like the book, but I liked it...

I guess my son had the best time of it,
he didn’t read the book,
and so had no preconcieved notions.

Generally speaking I liked the film-
I came away entertained,
just experiencing some mild twitches...







“Mischief Managed”...






Till next time... ‘Mela









9:28 AM

Monday, August 23, 2004  





Trust your instincts-

This has been a motto of mine for a long time...
I have never gotten a good feeling from “art associations”.
To me, their excluding attitude, and the so-called “prestige”
connected with being a card carrying member of their lot
I’ve always considered tommyrot.

And yesterdays escapades were no exception.

Hiroshi and I got ourselves down to Ueno,
to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
The annual NIKA art contest entry was getting under way
lasting from the 22nd-23rd August.

When I got to the ground floor, I saw a HUGE warehouse
of billboard sized paintings,
just lying stacked one against the other, on the cement floor,
tied together to be moved by freight elevator to the floor where
the entries were being taken.

I had a twinge.

My painting is the smallest size allowed
which is F-30, or 28 X 36.5 inches, or 72 X 90 cm.

Art by the yard...

Another twinge.

Hiroshi had been carrying my work quite a distance.
So I suggested he prop it ,in the box, against the wall,
to have a rest, and maybe take a photo of me holding it-
Then, over saunters Mr. Art Association his-self,
informing us to move said work from up on off that wall,
as it doesn’t belong to their
organization...

Twinge...

Then, here comes another pair of docker’s
to ask if indeed, this was my first time to participate
in this process.
After informing him “Yes”,
he went on to say that entries of only one rarely
get selected-
You must enter 3 or more to have a chance.

Bingo, man-

One twinge too many.

I told Hiroshi it’s time to pack up and GIT.

Then I did what I do best, started to raise my voice-
It started out as an indignant rant about how I didn’t need this
horseshit organization to give me self esteem, prestige, or worth
as a painter.
Then it escalated to me calling them a bunch of sheep
and the final insult:
“This is bullshit !”

I bet they’ll never get over that one...

So, to conclude,
my art work is back up on my wall,
waiting for a more worthy place to be installed-
like the pearly white wall of a condo in Bermuda...

I was so goddamned angry I could’ve spit nails.

They don’t divulge any of this info up on their web site,
which is in Japanese only.
I resist using the word “racist”, because to me it is overused,
and I don’t like “excuses”.
But damn, people-
I felt excluded.

On a better note,
I met up with another artist named Leslie,
while showing my work to Hiroshi in the real light outside...

She knew my friend Julianne, they are in a painting circle
together.

Julianne lives by the lotuses at
Ueno park’s boat pond in late summer-

Last year there, I created this.

One cell phone call, and a short stroll, and we all met up there!
Julianne had her easel set up and was dug in nicely
since 9am.

I told her of my travails
at the house of NIKA...

I showed her my new work.

We all had a great meal at Who’s Foods, a lovely little joint on the 7th floor overlooking the lotus pond...

A good time.

I said goodbye to Julianne, then Hiroshi
and took my tired self home.

I put my painting back up, and smiled.

That’s one organization that won’t have my work
to kick around...

I will post my finished work in a few days...








Till next time... ‘Mela






6:55 AM

Friday, August 20, 2004  




Today, I will take my canvas in to have the frame fitted on.
I ordered it a week ago, and now my canvas is ready.
I finished it on my mother's birthday, Aug 18th.

One thing I find a right pain in the keyster
is the medium-
You can be a gifted painter,
and have a wonderful finished work,
but that damned medium is like laquer.
It is very delicate to apply,
and can cause troubles.
Bubbles, flaking, and ridges
are all part of the headache of using a medium to seal your work.
Which in my case is a necessity,
as I use acrylic gouache.
I came away reasonably unscathed by bubbles,
but it was no small hoop to jump through.

Then there are the mistral-type winds...

I photographed it yesterday,
which had to be the hottest day of the year!
I like to photograph it in the light it is painted in,
and in this case, it was bright midday sun.
I had trouble keeping the canvas from toppling over,
because of the wind and the painting's large size...

But I finally got it.

Today is the pay-off to see it framed...

Sunday is the competition.


Regardless of the outcome,
I want to thank Hiroshi
for all his help & support.


Wish me luck...





Till next time... 'Mela








7:48 AM

Friday, August 13, 2004  




My painting goes well.
I worked 8 hours on it yesterday.
These very hot days here in Tokyo
make it easy to want to stay indoors in a cool place.
But for me, sitting for an extended time is not an easy thing.
Since my back injury, this has been a fact of life,
and it has caused some amounts of grief...
Restaurants, taxis, & buses
can quickly be gotten out of if their seats are not right.
Anyone who has had a herniated disk in their lower back
knows exactly what I mean...

My friend Hiroshi has helped with this:




Balance chair


This chair is a Godsend for sitting for any length of time.
I am able to paint like I usually do,
for hours at a time, without pain.








Till next time... ‘Mela






10:09 AM

Monday, August 09, 2004  




Here's the thing:
If I see one more Tokyo jazz club or restaurant
displaying the word "dinning" on their menu,
I don't know what I'll do.
Here's a hint fellas:
There is NO SUCH WORD as dinning-
Not today, not ever.
This kind of stuff gets on my tits,
and shoots all credibility the joint
is trying to muster to smithereens...
Yeah.
It's dining.
Please make a note of it.
No more fine dinning for me,
tankewveddymuch.


I didn't get to scan in my pics Sunday,
so my vacation pics will be later...

I've really dug in on my canvas,
making a lot of progress...

Sicka da cicadas.

And here's another pet peeve of mine:
Companies that advertise alcohol-free beer
should check their label:
O'Douls beer is NOT alcohol free, it's 0.5.
Don't be fooled by well meaning waiters & waitresses,
it is not non alcoholic-
Ok, if you'd prefer a low alcohol beverage,
this may be it.
But for someone who uses no alcohol,
0.5 is not 0.0-
The distinction is relevant...


Got this song on my brain lately...
Remember this one?


Everybody's goin' away
Said they're movin' to LA
There's not a soul I know around
Everybody's leavin' town

Some caught a freight, some caught a plane
Find the sunshine, leave the rain
They said this town's a waste of time
I guess they're right, it's wastin' mine

Some gotta win, some gotta lose
Good time Charlie's got the blues
Good time Charlie's got the blues

Ya know my heart keeps tellin' me
"You're not a kid at thirty-three"
"Ya play around, ya lose your wife"
"Ya play too long, you lose your life"

I got my pills to ease the pain
Can't find a thing to ease the rain
I'd love to try and settle down
But everybody's leavin' town

Some gotta win, some gotta lose
Good time Charlie's got the blues
Good time Charlie's got the blues
Good time Charlie's got the blues


Good Time Charlie's Got the Blues

-Danny O'Keefe







Till next time... 'Mela













7:14 AM

Saturday, August 07, 2004  




I've been making myself scarce around here,
I know.
Since I got back from Guam it has been an
adjustment thing.
I'll post pics of my vacation soon.
I've started a new canvas, a large one at that,
and I'm on a deadline...
I am going to enter a competition at a Tokyo art gallery,
to enter a prestigious Japanese art association.
Normally I don't give a hoot about such things,
but I've been advised this would be in my best interest
to give this a shot.

I will post my canvas when it is done...

I heard Rick James passed away.

I remember Rick from back in my Rainbow days on the
Sunset Strip...
He was so cool, hangin' out with his band-
He had all these beautiful long braids and was wearing a white cowboy hat.
He was definately an original !

His music rocks on:

She's a very kinky girl
The kind you don't take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow girl

She likes the boys in the band
She says that I'm her all-time favorite
When I make my move to her room it's the right time
She's never hard to please

That girl is pretty wild now
The girl's a super freak
The kind of girl you read about
In new-wave magazine
That girl is pretty kinky
The girl's a super freak
I really love to taste her
Every time we meet
She's all right, she's all right
That girl's all right with me, yeah...


Super Freak

-Rick James








Till next time... 'Mela
















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