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thepastisalreadywritten · 2 months

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NEW YORK (AP) — Leap year. It’s a delight for the calendar and math nerds among us.

So how did it all begin and why?

Have a look at some of the numbers, history and lore behind the (not quite) every four year phenom that adds a 29th day to February.

BY THE NUMBERS

The math is mind-boggling in a layperson sort of way and down to fractions of days and minutes.

There’s even a leap second occasionally, but there’s no hullabaloo when that happens.

The thing to know is that leap year exists, in large part, to keep the months in sync with annual events, including equinoxes and solstices, according to the Jet Propulsion Laboratory at the California Institute of Technology.

It’s a correction to counter the fact that Earth’s orbit isn’t precisely 365 days a year.

The trip takes about six hours longer than that, NASA says.

Contrary to what some might believe, however, not every four years is a leaper.

Adding a leap day every four years would make the calendar longer by more than 44 minutes, according to the National Air & Space Museum.

Later, on a calendar yet to come (we’ll get to it), it was decreed that years divisible by 100 not follow the four-year leap day rule unless they are also divisible by 400, the JPL notes.

In the past 500 years, there was no leap day in 1700, 1800 and 1900, but 2000 had one.

In the next 500 years, if the practice is followed, there will be no leap day in 2100, 2200, 2300 and 2500.

The next leap years are 2028, 2032, and 2036.

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN WITHOUT A LEAP DAY?

Eventually, nothing good in terms of when major events fall, when farmers plant and how seasons align with the sun and the moon.

“Without the leap years, after a few hundred years we will have summer in November,” said Younas Khan, a physics instructor at the University of Alabama at Birmingham.

“Christmas will be in summer. There will be no snow. There will be no feeling of Christmas.”

WHO CAME UP WITH LEAP YEAR?

The short answer: It evolved.

Ancient civilizations used the cosmos to plan their lives, and there are calendars dating back to the Bronze Age.

They were based on either the phases of the moon or the sun, as various calendars are today. Usually they were “lunisolar,” using both.

Now hop on over to the Roman Empire and Julius Caesar.

He was dealing with major seasonal drift on calendars used in his neck of the woods. They dealt badly with drift by adding months.

He was also navigating a vast array of calendars starting in a vast array of ways in the vast Roman Empire.

He introduced his Julian calendar in 46 BCE.

It was purely solar and counted a year at 365.25 days, so once every four years an extra day was added.

Before that, the Romans counted a year at 355 days, at least for a time.

But still, under Julius, there was drift. There were too many leap years.

"The solar year isn’t precisely 365.25 days. It’s 365.242 days," said Nick Eakes, an astronomy educator at the Morehead Planetarium and Science Center at the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill.

Thomas Palaima, a classics professor at the University of Texas at Austin, said adding periods of time to a year to reflect variations in the lunar and solar cycles was done by the ancients.

The Athenian calendar, he said, was used in the fourth, fifth and sixth centuries with 12 lunar months.

That didn’t work for seasonal religious rites. The drift problem led to “intercalating” an extra month periodically to realign with lunar and solar cycles, Palaima said.

The Julian calendar was 0.0078 days (11 minutes and 14 seconds) longer than the tropical year, so errors in timekeeping still gradually accumulated, according to NASA. But stability increased, Palaima said.

The Julian calendar was the model used by the Western world for hundreds of years.

Enter Pope Gregory XIII, who calibrated further. His Gregorian calendar took effect in the late 16th century.

It remains in use today and, clearly, isn’t perfect or there would be no need for leap year. But it was a big improvement, reducing drift to mere seconds.

Why did he step in? Well, Easter.

It was coming later in the year over time, and he fretted that events related to Easter like the Pentecost might bump up against pagan festivals.

The pope wanted Easter to remain in the spring.

He eliminated some extra days accumulated on the Julian calendar and tweaked the rules on leap day.

It’s Pope Gregory and his advisers who came up with the really gnarly math on when there should or shouldn’t be a leap year.

“If the solar year was a perfect 365.25 then we wouldn’t have to worry about the tricky math involved,” Eakes said.

WHAT’S THE DEAL WITH LEAP YEAR AND MARRIAGE?

Bizarrely, leap day comes with lore about women popping the marriage question to men.

It was mostly benign fun, but it came with a bite that reinforced gender roles.

There’s distant European folklore.

"One story places the idea of women proposing in fifth-century Ireland, with St. Bridget appealing to St. Patrick to offer women the chance to ask men to marry them," according to historian Katherine Parkin in a 2012 paper in the Journal of Family History.

Nobody really knows where it all began.

In 1904, syndicated columnist Elizabeth Meriwether Gilmer, aka Dorothy Dix, summed up the tradition this way:

“Of course people will say ... that a woman’s leap year prerogative, like most of her liberties, is merely a glittering mockery.”

The pre-Sadie Hawkins tradition, however serious or tongue-in-cheek, could have empowered women but merely perpetuated stereotypes.

The proposals were to happen via postcard, but many such cards turned the tables and poked fun at women instead.

Advertising perpetuated the leap year marriage game. A 1916 ad by the American Industrial Bank and Trust Co. read thusly:

“This being Leap Year day, we suggest to every girl that she propose to her father to open a savings account in her name in our own bank.”

There was no breath of independence for women due to leap day.

SHOULD WE PITY THE LEAPLINGS?

Being born in a leap year on a leap day certainly is a talking point. But it can be kind of a pain from a paperwork perspective.

Some governments and others requiring forms to be filled out and birthdays to be stated stepped in to declare what date was used by leaplings for such things as drivers licenses, whether February 28 or March 1.

Technology has made it far easier for leap babies to jot down their February 29 milestones, though there can be glitches in terms of health systems, insurance policies, and with other businesses and organization that don’t have that date built in.

There are about 5 million people worldwide who share the leap birthday out of about 8 billion people on the planet.

Shelley Dean, 23, in Seattle, Washington, chooses a rosy attitude about being a leapling.

Growing up, she had normal birthday parties each year, but an extra special one when leap years rolled around.

Since, as an adult, she marks that non-leap period between February 28 and March 1 with a low-key “whew.”

This year is different.

“It will be the first birthday that I’m going to celebrate with my family in eight years, which is super exciting, because the last leap day I was on the other side of the country in New York for college,” she said. “It’s a very big year.”

#Leap Year #calendar #equinoxes #solstices #Jet Propulsion Laboratory #California Institute of Technology #NASA #National Air & Space Museum #Julius Caesar #julian calendar #Pope Gregory XIII #gregorian calendar #Elizabeth Meriwether Gilmer #Dorothy Dix #leaplings

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desertmountainapothecary · 1 year

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Borrego Springs Palm Canyon Oasis Hike –

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Le0eGyQcUMo

Hike in the California desert with me, visit a natural palm oasis, tortured Anza Borrego badlands, and savor a colorful desert sunset. Spending time outdoors is the ultimate wellness activity; learn how to incorporate natural lifestyle optimization into your mind, body, and spirit.

Borrego Springs is a little village in the desert east of San Diego. It’s in San Diego county, and since it lacks freeway and commercial air traffic, it’s like what Palm Springs was back in the 1920s: just a sleepy little village in the desert. Surrounded by the Anza Borrego State Park on all sides, it is a haven for hikers, cyclists, and off-road enthusiasts of all kinds. The drive from Indian Wells takes about an hour and twenty minutes, and is an enjoyable day-trip from the Coachella Valley.

We stop for a moment to appreciate the rugged beauty of the Anza Borrego Badlands, the name for an area that cannot sustain human life. The jagged canyons and washes create a tortured, but beautiful landscape. We are nearing Borrego Springs as we drive through the vast Anza Borrego State Park, which includes a fifth of San Diego County, and is the largest State Park in California.

Our trail today is the Palm Canyon Trail, just north of the village of Borrego Springs.

It begins at the base of a vast alluvial fan, more commonly known as a cove here in the desert. Formed by eons of snowmelt and rainwater rushing down the mountains during our brief, but intense rainy periods.

Back at the trailhead is the perfect spot to sit and watch the colorful desert sunset over the Borrego Valley. All the different layers of the clouds catch the colorful golden, orange, and purple hues one by one. Here, I have sped up the video to feature the movement of the clouds and changing colors. In person it looks static, but in a time lapse you can see the graceful motion as the clouds move across the sky.

Let’s continue our journey of discovery together in Southern California and beyond.

If you love exploring the San Diego Backcountry as much as I do, enjoy a scenic drive with me through the Anza Borrego Desert State Park, Julian and Santa Ysabel.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2Z_o0S4Hpg&t=5s

And let’s take a supreme desert offroad adventure in Wild Coyote Canyon during our wet winter. The creeks are flowing, and the wildflowers are blooming in the San Diego desert.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQYPvqj2ouU

Once again, thank you so much for joining me today, I’m Will Brennan, natural lifestyle expert, founder of The Original Desert Apothecary for Mind Body & Spirit: Desert Mountain Apothecary, and author of the upcoming E-Book, Natural Lifestyle Optimization.

San Diego Backcountry Videos:

Palm Canyon Oasis:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Le0eGyQcUMo&t=16s

Desert Snow:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qoZrv58Dk08

Rusted & Rustic:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxoSZmpcUcM&t=6s

Desert Time Lapses:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMJCZeBUh3c&t=4s

About Desert Mountain Apothecary: The original desert apothecary for mind, body & spirit: desert roots & desert mountain botanicals: Desert Mountain Apothecary by William Z. Brennan. Supremely natural natural skincare & botanical fragrance hand made with love from the purest natural source plant-based ingredients.

About William Z. Brennan: William Z. Brennan is a natural lifestyle expert, founder of Desert Mountain Apothecary & author of upcoming e-book Natural Lifestyle Optimization. Originally from New York, and with a background in fragrance, skincare, fashion design & bespoke mens tailoring, he is now based in the Southern California Desert.

About Natural Lifestyle Optimization: William Z. Brennan is the author of upcoming e-book Natural Lifestyle Optimization, a new way of harnessing habits and routines towards a transformation and renewal of mind, body & spirit. Pre-order your copy of Natural Lifestyle Optimization today!

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hi mera ! 4 11 22 :)

4. movie of the year

omg let me check my letterboxd. damn ok i dont hae too many movies that Came Out This Year but of those i liked Bottoms and FNAFmovie for being pretty fun and Past Lives for beingvery emotional and wonderful. FNAF was probably the most fun i had in a theatre tbh... lol... i went alone with my sibling which was the first time i ever did that and it was just a really fun experience. healed my autism soul. HOWEVER i watched a lot of other movies this year aside from new releases and my favs of those were Almost Famous (2000) movie about concert band music and it wasSoooo quaint, and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) i cried so much.

22. favorite place you visited this year

ok i'll get denver colorado for gizz red rocks out of the way because obviously that was the best trip of mylife sooofreaking fun but thats mostly because of the events that took place. i actually very deeply hold my trip to Julian here in California on my birthday veryclose to my heart because i think that place is reallyreally nice and i listened to my favorite album ever Castlemania by Thee Oh Sees while walking in the street and it felt like dopamine receptors in my brain that day were off the charts (aside from redrocks) so yea.... its just super nice and i want to go again so bad. really cute town it makes me happy.

#askbox #thank you marnie!!!

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sunmarketing · 5 months

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Dr. Mary Travelbest - Julian CA

This episode's FAQ is: I have no vacation time and want to travel. What would you suggest?

Today’s Destination is Julian, CA

Today’s Mistake- Not carrying a second payment option

Travel Advice: Bring earplugs

FAQ: I have no vacation time, and I want to travel. What would you suggest?

Answers: I have felt this way often. You should find a job with more flexibility and rewards results, not just for being present and punching the clock. If you want to do both, consider a job requiring you to travel, and then add a weekend day before your trip and one at the end. That way, you can do your work and get the job done. You can get travel in on your days before and after. You could always negotiate with the boss for more vacation time.

Here are two alternative questions for the travel dreamers listening. What about taking shorter trips throughout the year instead of one long vacation? Have you considered volunteering abroad to gain travel experience while making a positive impact?

Comment: Some may say that travel is a luxury, not a necessity, and you should prioritize saving money. I spent the same or less on my around-the-world trip than I would have at home in 2023. If you budget well, you could do the same.

Today’s destination: Julian, Ca

As a solo female traveler, Julian, California, a quaint town of 2000 residents northeast of San Diego by 60 miles, offers a unique opportunity to step back in time and immerse yourself in history and culture. The population is small, but it grows when tourists arrive. Safety is a top priority, and plenty of accommodations include camping or glamping in the Cuyamaca Mountains, cozy bed and breakfasts, and inns.

Artists, photographers, writers, and musicians flock to Julian.

If you're a fan of apple pie, you'll definitely want to try it here! But there's also much more to do, from hiking and exploring art galleries to shopping, stopping for tea, getting a massage, and even stargazing in this officially designated Dark Sky city.

For the adventurous traveler, you can explore the tunnels of a gold mine with a guided tour of secluded mines or try your hand at gold panning. And if you have a car, stop by Dudley's Bakery in Santa Ysabel on your way home for a delicious treat.

If you're traveling in the winter after the season's first snowfall, be aware of potential traffic and challenges. It may be best to wait until the end of the season when the crowds are fewer. But overall, Julian is a welcoming and charming destination for solo female travelers looking for a taste of history and adventure.

https://visitjulian.com/to-see-do/

https://visitjulian.com/plan-your-trip/road-conditions-map/

https://www.dudleysbakery.com/

Today’s Mistake- Not carrying a second payment option

My credit card was not accepted, and I did not have money to pay the bill. I was embarrassed. I did not have a second card, so I had to get an IOU and pay as soon as possible. Always have a backup plan if one credit card is not accepted. Today, you have new options, including Apple Pay, Google Pay, and apps like Venmo, so it’s easier. Not all businesses accept digital payments, so cash may be the best backup in those instances.

Today’s Travel Advice-Bring earplugs

You never know when you will be surrounded by a loud noise or unable to concentrate. The earplugs will help at a concert, especially if your seat is by the speaker. They pack small and can save your ear from permanent damage. They may distort the sound quality of the concert, diminish your enjoyment of the experience, and defeat the purpose of a live performance, but the health of your hearing is important for long-term sound quality.

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mirecalemoments01 · 8 months

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atozphantomsquadron · 1 year

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Chapter 13: Face Your Demon

July 8th

Thankfully, there has been no more interference. We’ve managed to get to our next stop, Des Moines, without any further New Empire attacks, checkpoints, or other trouble. As we pull up to the hotel, Gabe places a hand on mine.

“Are you sure about this? We can always leave him somewhere.”

I look back in the back seat. Julian … my grandfather, I guess … is sitting very quietly, being held on either side by Michi and William. He’s had the same hangdog, silent look on his face ever since he admitted his relationship to me.

“I need to know. I need an understanding, to know what’s going on behind the scenes with the blueshirts. He’s my best shot.”

“Okay, Alanna, you’re the boss.” He shrugs and climbs out of the truck to check us into the hotel.

Half an hour later, after the others leave to find dinner, I’m finally left alone with Julian. Just to make sure he doesn’t get any ideas, Gabe disarmed him and William tied him up using some bungee cords in the truck. He’s sitting on the bed, ramrod-stiff and upright, awaiting his fate.

Awaiting my fate as well …

I clear my throat. “So let me make sure I have this completely clear. You are my grandfather. You determined this based on the shirt I wear, the one that has your last name on it. And you’re a blueshirt, and have no idea why I’m a supernatural if I have your genes. Am I close?”

He nods sadly. “Just about.”

I rub my temples. This is not going to be fun. “How did you and my grandmother meet?”

His expression changes to a wispy, far-off look. “I was driving to take a job in California, driving out on my own. I got lost and wound up in Chinle, where my car died on me. There wasn’t a mechanic close by, but as it happens there was a Navajo girl, just walking past carrying a bundle. I asked her for help.

“She was very friendly, but at the same time suspicious of me. I asked if she lived close by, and if I could use a phone to call a tow truck. She agreed to let me into her house, to use her phone, if I were to carry her pack for her.”

Thus far, the story jibes. “Then what?”

“When we got there, the phone was dead. Since I was an electrician, I offered to fix the line for her. She accepted, but insisted that I stay the night, so that I’d have a chance to rest. One night eventually turned into one week, and the girl, who eventually introduced herself as Shanee Begay, took me with her into the canyon, on her trading trips. I met many people down there, many people that I grew to be friends with, including one particularly friendly lady … I think her name was Irene.”

He’s sounding more and more legit, if he met Aunt Irene. “What happened to the phone line, and the car?”

He sighs. “I was able to repair the phone line fairly quickly, once I had suitable replacement parts for her connection. When I did, I called for a tow and was told that it wouldn’t be until the next day. I spent one last night with Shanee, one very blissful night that I remember every detail of, even now …”

“Stop right there, I think I get it.” I don’t want to hear about my grandmother getting it on. Ew.

“Sorry. I just spend every waking moment thinking about that night.”

Okay, so I think he’s legit. Time to get down to business. “How do you go from that to being a blueshirt? Did the SSA offer you a better job?”

“I wish.” His face turns sad again. “They told me it was my only choice. I retired from being an electrician about ten years ago, but since I was still able-bodied, I was told that I was not eligible to collect Social Security. When I applied for a waiver, I was basically conscripted into the SSA, to fight supernaturals. They’ve done that a lot with older folks who retire early.”

“So you’re doing this against your will, is that about the size of it?”

“Yes. I hate the work. I just want to collect my retirement, but this is the only way I can.”

I desperately want to trust him. The story about my grandmother sounds exactly right, from what Mom always told me. I think I’ll continue the questioning. “Have you had any supernatural agents with your … patrol, company, gang, whatever they call units in the SSA?”

He chuckles. “Troops. And yes, a few weeks ago we had one, but he quickly moved on to another unit.”

I feel comfortable enough that I can sit down. I pull a chair up in front of the old man. “Okay. Have you, at any time, been close enough to General Tyrelius Scolar to see his face?”

He dips his face down, like he’s trying to rack his memory. “Yes. One time. You must understand, the General does not make appearances lightly. If he’s present with a troop, it means they’re getting ready to confront a major supernatural. About … I think it was six months ago, the General shows up at my troop base, arranging for all things to be made ready for an incursion into Wyoming, to take down a large supernatural hideout.

“I didn’t go on that raid. I was placed on a detail guarding the General.”

So Julian, conveniently, was not present when the blueshirts attacked the Ranch. “What did guarding the General entail?”

“We were to make sure no snipers sighted him, and no supernaturals got close. I think he could maintain his own, though, since he always carries around this giant sword.”

“Does he have any personality quirks? Is there anything that could be seen as a weakness?”

“I can think of none. He occasionally mutters to himself, I can’t usually make out what he says but it sounds like a name.”

A name? This might warrant some investigation. For now, though, I’ve heard enough. I place a hand on his shoulder.

“Julian, I want you to listen to me. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to make you an offer, but first you need to know something … something about the girl.”

He looks up at me. “I’m listening.”

“Good.” I try to smile at him, to put him at ease. “Your single night of passion with Shanee, it led to something greater. Shanee loved you so much that after the week you were there she adopted your last name, and gave it to her daughter, who she named Ariel.” I pull the fabric of Mom’s old uniform top slightly, where the name is embroidered. “This belonged to my mom. When she grew up, she went to college and joined the Navy. The same government you serve … not quite, but almost … put her in an experiment which turned her into a supernatural.”

He seems horrified by this information. I need to calm him down again.

“Both of my parents are supernaturals. They served together, they fought together, and they conquered danger together. After their adventuring days were over, that’s when I came along.” I hold out my hand to the older man. “I guess I should introduce myself at this point. My name’s Alanna.”

He looks confused, but shakes my hand anyway.

“There’s more to this story, sir, and I need to let you know about it. Both of my parents are currently missing. The New Empire has them both.”

His face drops. “They … they have my daughter?”

“They do, yes. That’s why I need your help. I need any information you have on the inner workings of the SSA. I need to know where they might hold captive superhumans … specifically where the control chips are being installed. I need this information so that I can find and rescue my parents.”

He slumps slightly. “I don’t know that I’ll be much help. Not only that, but the SSA will eventually find me, try me as a deserter, and shoot me on sight.”

“I know, and that’s where the second part of this deal comes into play. You do this, and I can send you to a place where I guarantee the SSA will never, ever find you. You can live out your life in peace there.”

He seems to be considering my offer very seriously and deliberately. After considerable time, during which I’ve done nothing but keep an eye on his every move, he finally lifts his face to me. I can see where tears have been falling.

“If it will help to rescue my daughter, then I agree. I’ll give you all the help I can.”

The rest of the early evening is a blur of information, as Julian … I should say, Grandfather … spills all he knows about the SSA’s organization; where it’s based; what they do to supernaturals; how they control the captured ones; the entire chain of command, right up to Jennifer Regent herself. There’s nothing he hasn’t told me by the time we’re through.

It’s very late in the evening when I finally leave him to Fahaian and William’s gentle graces and return to the room I’m sharing with Michi.

“Well? What did he say?” she prods.

I smile over at her. “He’s my grandfather, all right. In the morning, I’m telling Gabe we’re going to what’s left of Michigan.”

#phantom squadron #insurgent's journal

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cchsctv · 1 year

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Day one- Tuesday, March 14th

Howdy blog, We got to the airport very early, I said goodby to my family and then we were off. The flight was rough Man. I sat next to Nick and Devin and that was probably the only enjoyable part of the flight (other than the snacks). There was a 40 minute delay while we were sitting on the tarmac. Once we finally got in the air the sleep deprivation really kicked in- devin fell asleep but I wasn’t able to. THIS FELT LIKE THE LONGEST FLIGHT OF MY LIFE it felt like I was trapped in a metal tube in the sky with no where to go and really nothing to do. It felt like a eternity in the air. When we landed, It’s was a cold and rainy day in California, Our first stop was In & Out, and maybe it was just because I was so hungry, but it was probably the best hamburger I've ever had. After lunch, we hopped on the bus, but the LA traffic made the ride long- We spent the time talking to Each other. Eventually we arrived at the Motion Picture Museum, which was all right but nothing too special. It was cool to see the Oscar awards on display, and the outdoor theater with the crazy echo was impressive. When Devin (H) jumped, it sounded like a sonic boom. After another long bus ride, Our next stop was Walmart, where Nick, Javier, Julian, and I (roommates) had a list of things to get for the week. We had only 30 minutes to get everything, and it felt like we were in a game show the way we were Running around the store grabbing things. Despite the chaos, we managed to get everything we needed but- we were the last group back to the bus. Oh well- Checking into the hotel was a bit of a nightmare. We had to carry all our suitcases and bags from Walmart, and it was a struggle. We waited for a while for the rooms to be sorted out, and then we headed to our room. As luck would have it, Nick, Javier, Julian, and I got the biggest room out of anyone. It’s on the corner and huge! Even better, it’s the first room along the hallway on the first floor, so all we had to do was walk right out of the lobby area and into our room. We got right down to business and put all our suitcases in the closet. Then, we went through all our Walmart bags and put away all our food before unpacking. Our room has tons of space and no one has to share a bed- -Brandon (These blogs will be uploaded after the stn trip so the dates won’t match up)

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Julian Sands’ brother speaks of fears actor will not be found Nick Sands, the brother of Julian Sands, who has been missing for 12 days in California, has said ‘I know in my heart that he has gone’A brother of Julian Sands, the actor who went missing while hiking in California almost two weeks ago, has spoken of his fears that his sibling may not be found.In an interview with Yorkshire paper the Telegraph & Argus, Nick Sands, a financial adviser who still lives and works in Gargrave, the North Yorkshire town where they grew up, has detailed the regular trips home his brother would make, which often involved considerable amounts of hill-climbing. Continue reading... https://www.theguardian.com/film/2023/jan/25/julian-sands-brother-speaks-of-fears-actor-will-not-be-found

#Julian Sands #Film #US news #Culture #California #World news #Catherine Shoard #Culture | The Guardian

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tetcny · 1 year

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#JulianSands

Crews find car in search for missing actor Julian Sands, 65, who disappeared six days ago while hiking in 'extremely dangerous' California mountains: Friends pray for A Room With a View actor who had brush with death during Andes trip in 90s https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-11652759/Car-search-actor-Julian-Sands-disappeared-six-days-ago-California-mountains.html

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correspondencearchive · 2 years

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20. Alisa Ochoa & Andrea Tosten

Alisa Ochoa and Andrea Tosten discuss their past work, collaborating with their children, new projects mining their personal histories, reclaiming erased cultures/traditions/languages/identities, and how reading and research feed into their respective practices

Alisa Ochoa (AO): My husband came home one day and said he met a cool artist and her son at the library. Months later, I was chatting with Karen Weiner at the Reading Room about books (of course) and she brought up your name. Then, I saw your calligraphy work at Talley Dunn. Finally, just as I was relocating from Texas to California, as fate would have it— we met! Over the years I’ve followed your projects, listened to you on podcasts, and am constantly in awe of your creative trajectory and nimbleness. Thank you for joining me in conversation.

Andrea Tosten (AT): Thank you for having me join you in conversation. You are one person I was looking forward to hanging with on a more regular basis, then the shit hit the fan…I remember meeting your husband and son at the library while hanging with my youngest son there. I remember him telling me you work mainly in ceramics and that prompted me to tell him my husband also works in ceramics. I was in awe of your work and super excited to meet you in person at the “Time and Temperature” exhibition at El Centro in 2019. I really enjoyed being enchanted by your pieces in the show.

AO: Andrea, when is shit not hitting the fan?! I feel like our friendship was preordained. I’m glad you remembered that show. It was about color and feeling.

AT: Ha, ha, ha, right?! Perpetual shits making contact with infinity fans. I feel the same way about friendship. Yes…and your work really captured that (color and feeling)…I was so happy to be able to interact with them. The cone shaped piece comes to my mind… and was there a piece that made a rattling sound? Did you make some bananas that included a sound component relatively recently?

AO: Yes. The ceramic rattles all started in Texas. I loved having visitors interact with the ceramic sculptures in such a direct, intimate way. Touch was something that was limited or off-limits during the early parts of the pandemic. The bananas grew out of a need to stay sane and to keep a kindergartner busy at home. But they also function as ritual objects.

Alisa Ochoa, Banana Rattles, 2020, ceramic, underglaze, and glaze, each approximate dimensions: 3 x 3 x 8 inches, photo by Julian Calero

AT: I love that…how long have you been in California now?

AO: Long enough to consider 60 degrees chilly enough to throw on a down jacket! Almost three years.

AT: I definitely consider 60 degrees chilly…down is so cozy. I had to get one for trips to Iowa.

AO: What has kept you sane? Books, movies?

AT: I think books have kept me sane…I have been reading a lot of books about socialism and black liberation written between the 1960s and 1980s. I have also been reading a lot about voodoo and hoodoo. I am enjoying getting history lessons about a perspective that has been overlooked, demonized, hypersexualized, etc….that was mainly passed down through oral means and by women…and definitely movies and shows…I love HBO Max. What about you?

AO: As a self-identifying nerd, I love books. They definitely got me through 2020. I read mostly poetry, Lucille Clifton, Ocean Vuong.

AT: I cannot go a day without reading some poetry. I read some out loud everyday. I’m reading ‘Citizen’ by Claudia Rankine right now. I heard a wonderful interview with Ocean Vuong on a podcast called ‘Talk Easy’ with Sam Fragoso…it was a replay, but I just heard it a couple of weeks ago….Such a good listen for everyone…especially artists… So I was squealing a little when you listed him just now.

AO: Rankine and Ocean—both luminaries! I love that you read poetry out loud to yourself. I remember leaving my copy of Citizen outside our building in Bed-Stuy before we moved. The right book finds you at the right time on the right stoop in NY. Speaking of books, a lot of your art makes direct references to literature. You've incorporated text from books like Dracula, Parable of Sower, and The Color Purple. I think that was the first body of work of yours I saw.

AT: I am touched by the thought of you leaving a copy of ‘Citizen’ for someone who will need it….Yes, I was inspired by a conversation Terry Gross was having with Gary Shteyngart when they started talking about his epistolary novel ‘Super Sad True Love Story’...my friend Rae Pleasant asked me to do something for the gallery at the main library and after I found out what “epistolary” meant I realized I had read several novels written in that style and got to work turning them into pieces that I wanted to be able to hold that space.

Andrea Tosten, Maybe I Am Not, ink, graphite, colored pencil, and thread on paper, 2020 , I Am Not, ink on paper, 2020, photo by Roxann Grover

AO: It made an impression on me, as did your subsequent projects. You always expand my vocabulary: Epistolary, Flibbertigibbet, and most recently, Griffe.

AT: This makes me so happy. I love to joke around about how much I try to avoid ‘live, laugh, love’...I feel it can become a slippery slope with some words…I have always marveled at how poets can make emotional landscapes tangible with the right combinations of words…maybe I hope by osmosis of reading some everyday I will avoid my work belonging in ‘At Home’ (formerly known as ‘Garden Ridge’) ha, ha, ha.

I feel a connection that our work shares is a performative element. I also enjoy your sense of humor. It shines through in your work.

AO: Don’t worry, your work is too subversive for At Home, the furniture superstore! Thanks for picking up on my humor, often it’s imbued with sadness, other times it’s cheeky. I think our work also shares layers of meaning and communion with other artists and ancestors.

AT: I agree! Do you collaborate with your son yet?

Alisa Ochoa, Still from HAPPY BIRTHDAY, 2021-22, Single Channel Video with Sound, TRT 1:22

AO: Absolutely, he is my best muse, and inspiration for the rattles. He even helped form the ceramic beads that went inside the vessels. And most recently, he (and some of his friends) were featured in a video. They are the future! I noticed your oldest son is credited for the music in one of your videos. I was especially moved by his rendition of Please Don't Drive Me.

AT: Thank you so much. I almost cried when he sent me the audio file. I asked him to pick whichever song he connected with most in the back of Zora Neale Hurston’s ‘Mules and Men’ and he picked that one…arranged it, sang it, played the guitar, and mixed and produced it. I still can’t stop thanking him for his beautiful work on it. We have some other collabs in the works. I am so excited to hear your son is working on pieces with you.

AO: It’s an opportunity to connect and share something together. He keeps me present and focused on things that matter most. Everyone needs to see your video and listen to Dashon’s song. I’m also happy to learn about your future collabs. Dashon is so talented.

Andrea Tosten, Still from ‘Please Don’t Drive Me’

AT: I’m so happy you saw it and heard it. Dashon is a great person. My youngest son (also a fantastic person) has not been interested in collaborating directly in any pieces yet, but I am leaving the door open. He is a very talented artist and actor. Are you in a residency program currently?

AO: It’s great that your youngest is around all this creativity, and finding his way too. I’m in the last months of a fellowship. I had originally proposed a bilingual printmaking project that played with the slippage of memory, language, and the color blue. It is super personal work— which has been a new vulnerable territory to explore. Perhaps all work is personal on some level. Anyways, I saw this project as a way to hold onto a heritage (and my mom) that is painfully slipping away with her dementia. It is also sweet and funny— but it’s a little too heart heavy. I’ve decided to put aside the bilingual component for now. Imagery has been emotionally easier to work with. I feel like your work collapses the visual, lingual, and aural. The repetition of shapes, movements and letter forms in both your 2D and video play around with sound.

AT: I am sorry to hear that your mom is going through dementia. What a great way to honor her and your heritage. One of my favorite artists is Agnes Martin… and something about what you’ve said here with imagery and emotion…when I think about the way you use color in your work…I looked back at some of your work recently and you are so skilled at capturing subtle emotions with the way you use color. Thank you for sharing this about the way I use calligraphy and video. I have another friend who shares your name Alisa (Banks), and we are going to collaborate on a body of work about Louisiana Creole language and Jamaican Nation language (a.k.a. patois).

AO: How did you connect with Alisa Banks about the collaboration?

AT: I first saw her work…it was at the South Dallas Cultural Center when Harold Stewart was the director/manager there. I remember connecting with her materials (paper, graphite, pressed flowers)…I remember noticing a photograph in the exhibition of a Black Virgin Mary, and I thought to myself, “She was raised Black Catholic too”. My memory is fuzzy on how we connected, but I think I contacted her to purchase a piece and we started to hang out sometimes and get to know each other. Eventually, I made the connection that her daughter, Andrea, volunteered at the Dallas Contemporary when I worked there (she makes beautiful jewelry). The more we got to know each other the more we discovered common threads in our work. I cannot wait to see what comes of this more intimate collaboration…more intimate in terms of doing the work in the same room, in conversation, engaging in active, concurrent creative time…I think I’ve been a little intimidated in the past to collaborate in that way for a few reasons…feeling a little insecure at times in my visual arts creative voice, worrying that I’d be too timid to hold space and participate meaningfully in the process, and being fearful about possible conflict. I’ve been working on accepting myself more and I think it has helped me let go of the fears more along the way.

AO: It’s a journey. Thanks for being so open about your insecurities and fear, and your process of letting go to forge creative trust with another artist, but also yourself! I want to spend time in the South with you and Alisa Banks. I’m so curious how this project will manifest. Are you still in the research phase? I appreciate how deeply you dive into your projects.

AT: I would love that. I can’t wait to see what we come up with either. Yes, we are still researching. Are you talking about Spanish when you say bilingual or another language?

AO: I’m of mixed heritage, my mom is Thai— and I didn’t learn it because my mom was committed to the idea that being an American citizen meant you only spoke English at home. Mom, my younger brother, and I learned by watching a lot of Sesame Street and The Price is Right together. Sometimes I would overhear her on the phone speaking Thai to relatives or friends. It was her secret, magical language.

AT: Wow…I keep getting amazed (even though I shouldn’t) about the far reaching effects of colonialism and imperialism in terms of time and distance from Europe. This is definitely a connection we share in our work…

Alisa Ochoa, Wave, 2021, Handmade Denim Papers with Milkweed Seeds, Collage, 4 x 6 x 8 inches, photo by Eva Lempert

AO: For sure. Natasha Trethewey is another poet I’ve read the past couple of years. Have you read Memorial Drive?

AT: I have not, but I will. I will need more poetry for my daily reading. I plan on getting some of Ocean Vuong’s poetry and Natasha Trethewey poetry next. Are you staying in California after the residency fellowship?

AO: I am. Are there any juicy books you’d recommend?

AT: Okay, I ask because I was planning on going out to California (I believe near you) year before last, but of course we all know what happened…but I plan on seeing that trip come to fruition (maybe next year).

AO: Yes!

AT: My book recommendation… ‘Braiding Sweetgrass’ by Robin Wall Kimmerer… <3 <3 <3

AO: That book offers gorgeous wisdom. I need to re-read it. This is the third time it’s come up in conversation this week.

AT: I can believe it (that you’ve had it come up a lot). I enjoy the connections made with visual art, science, history, economics, etc. It is imperative that we reimagine how we run our economy or nothing will change…the environment will continue to be destroyed.

AO: That’s the big message. I love her writing style and how she delivers a heavy message in a personal way that connects all the dots. You can get a sense of how tending and caring flows in her life. I mean, there are whole chapters on strawberries, mothers, offerings.

AT: Yes, I would find myself tearing up everytime I read a section or chapter. She centered the importance of love, gifts, reciprocity…not guilt. Guilt can paralyze.

AO: Guilt and shame… I love the alternative world this book offers.

AT: I agree…guilt and shame are the ways that corporations have encouraged us to give up on the possibilities of other ways to run economies. Kimmerer does reference the fact that ingenious cultures had sustainable ways of existing that were pushed aside. Another friend of mine sent me information about Poverty Point, Louisiana (an UNESCO World Heritage Site)…David Graeber and David Wengrow mention it in their book ‘The Dawn of Everything’. I have not read the book, but my husband bought it, so we have it now…anyway, we are going to Poverty Point in July…it is one of the ancient sites where tribes of the Americas would gather, exchange information, and then go back to their homes…apparently, they intentionally did this to avoid creating a hierarchy of tribes.

AO: Wow, that’s going to be an important trip. I’ll definitely have to check out that book too. Are there other sites you will visit? Earlier you mentioned researching Louisiana Creole.

AT: Me, my husband, and youngest son are going…Alisa Banks is from a small town outside of Baton Rouge and my dad is from Lake Charles…my mom is from Jamaica. Alisa’s parents spoke some Creole. My dad’s immediate family did not speak any. My mom’s immediate family did not really speak Jamaican nation language (a.k.a. patois) either. When you told me your family experience with your mom having to assimilate and you not getting to learn Thai, it really resonated with me.

AO: Absolutely, there’s this shared erasure that happens with language, culture, food. My dad is Chicano/x and growing up in Los Angeles public schools Spanish or Native language was forbidden, even punishable. And inventiveness too. I think we’re both trying to reclaim what was lost, and there’s power in that. A gift for the next generation.

AT: Absolutely, it is a necessary part of reimagining society. My youngest son’s father is from Mexico…I feel it’s important to inform myself about some Mexican history and Spanish language as well and encourage him to talk with his father about it, and research for himself. ‘Decolonizing the Mind’ by Ngugi wa Thiong'o is an awesome read addressing exactly what we are talking about. Alisa Banks and I have both read it as part of our research.

AO: It’s on my list. Do you have a vision of how your research will manifest in your art practice?

AT: Yes… ‘Decolonizing the Mind’ is a short and potent read. I don’t know that I necessarily have a vision of how the research will manifest in my art practice… I just know that I am on fire to read and it keeps me “pregnant” with ideas.

AO: I love that. Let it gestate and guide you. It will make its way into the world in time.

AT: Exactly…what about you? How does research fit into your practice?

AO: With the fruit rattles, I was just making these things to pass time during lockdown, not thinking too much about them. Getting lost in the process was therapeutic and fun. I rediscovered Yoko Ono’s Grapefruit. Then, I realized these fruit references were taking shape: still-lives, life cycles, literature, songs, abundance, and diaspora. The same with my current project about my mom’s dementia. I just try to make what I want to make before self-doubt takes over. You know, that little voice that tsk-tsks? I usually find that even weirdo ideas have a purpose, even if it’s only to guide me to the next thing.

AT: I admire that…to a certain extent I feel I am still working my way out of a perfectionist / co-dependent mind-set…I started out painting and drawing…I think feeling like these were THE acceptable modes of making art. When I started to incorporate my calligraphy skills into my visual art practice, that’s where I felt my journey towards “speaking” visually in my voice begin.

AO: Thank you for offering this. I don’t think you’re alone in that feeling. How did calligraphy begin for you?

AT: I took my first calligraphy class in middle school. I believe the teachers were given an opportunity to teach something they were interested in and they offered the students mini-courses. I took calligraphy and French. I kept practicing and continue to take classes and work through calligraphy books till this day. When my friend Rae asked me to show at the library, it felt like the right time to combine my calligraphy and visual art practice.

Andrea Tosten, Epistolary Paper Quilt: Falling Action I, ink and thread on paper, 2017, photo by Cynthia Mulcahy

AO: That’s where I first saw your work. And where this conversation began. I love that hand lettering and your hands appear in the videos too.

AT: Thank you so much. Fabiola Valenzuela did such a wonderful job editing the video. Her eye really brought something special to that piece. And Brian Jones did such a fantastic job with the ‘Flibbertigibbet’ series. I’ve been friends with both artists for a long time. How long were you in Texas? Do you miss it here?

AO: Your friends and loved ones are part of your life and work too. Agnes Varda, Luchita Hurtado, LaToya Ruby Frazier, and so many artists I admire also collapse aspects of their daily life. We lived in Dallas for three years. It left an indelible mark for sure. Our coastal friends always ask us about our time there. It was an unexpected stop, but we’re really grateful for our time there. I miss the people and pecan trees. While we lived in there, I took ceramic courses at a community college, which really helped build my confidence in ceramic sculpture.

AT: The community college professors in Dallas are really good. I am so glad to hear that. I wonder about California vs. Texas for people who have lived in both states, because of the concerted effort to divide the country up into red states and blue states. I don’t like it. I have lived in Texas all my life, and it’s not a “red state”. It has the highest concentration of black people in the US… it feels like some secret group who controls the means of production looked at the two largest states and said “One is red and one is blue”.

AO: I also learned from other students, there was such openness and skill sharing that I hadn’t experienced anywhere else. I heard someone once say, “Left wing, right wing, it’s all the same chicken.” Maybe it’s not so much versus? It’s a patchwork of red, blue, and everything else in the rainbow. It’s easier to make sweeping generalizations than to capture the nuances. The truth is cruelty and suffering exists all around— yet so does beauty and humanity. My personal experiences have been limited, for instance I have not been north of San Francisco— or like West Texas. They’re vast states. After Hurricane Katrina, some of our friends, like many of the displaced residents, found a home in Texas. So many Californians have left for Texas (and elsewhere) for work and housing opportunities. Complex stuff like migration and policies have shaped both of these places.

AT: Is Los Angeles extremely different from Dallas?… for instance, since the cost of living is higher there, do the residents get paid more and therefore, are there still the same percentages of affordable housing problems, etc.?

AO: The landscape and culture are very different, yet there’s more in common than one might expect. For example, there’s a lot of concrete and traffic! You’ll have to experience it for yourself to decide. Minimum wage is almost double in CA, by no means is it livable. There is not enough affordable housing, healthcare, or other social/economic support. Rent is too damn high!

AT: Houston seems to have better stats in regards to these types of issues, but I haven’t lived in Houston. Do you spend more time outside in LA than you did in Dallas?

AO: Good question. I spent a lot of time outdoors in Dallas because we lived in a one-bedroom apartment with our then-toddler. On summer days, we would retreat from the heat by the afternoon, and re-emerge for a walk before bedtime. Here in California, we probably spend more time outdoors year round. There’s more of an ease since the weather’s mild, and because of that I rarely check the forecast. Whereas in New York or Dallas, one has to obsessively check and prepare. If you’re caught without an umbrella or the right shoes, you’re in trouble. I appreciated the rain and lightning storms of Texas, especially if I didn’t have to drive on the freeway.

AT: Understandable…LA looks so beautiful too, of course, I’ve never lived there, but it seems like because one can see the mountains and hills around the city, “nature” in the kind of separate and far away or pocketed way it can feel in Dallas, is less so there. Is that right?

AO: I see what you mean about Dallas. It’s hard to describe, and I probably need more time to consider this— but in LA and coastal California the landscape is so dramatic, and maybe more accessible? It can still feel separate here too, depending on where you are, and/or how hazy or smoky the sky is. The ocean, mountains, desert, technicolor sunsets are to behold, and definitely influence a kind of lifestyle and art. Like any relationship though, nature can be taken for granted and requires a kind of intention. I was impressed how green Dallas was when we first arrived there. And the open, clear skies. Do you think the landscape and how the city is laid out has made an impact on artist communities and your art?

AT: Yes, I do…Dallas has the largest urban forest in the country, but the city council doesn’t fund upkeep or encourage much city investment in supporting its conservation. I mentioned last time that Houston has better stats in a lot of regards than Dallas concerning standard of living…I found this out by attending some meetings artists initiated regarding city investment. I am very fuzzy of the details now because it had to be a couple of years before COVID…but anyway, Houston’s city council and wealthy citizens seems to coordinate better on these types of issues, and the outcomes for artists who live in that city are markedly better and it shows up in the data points that are used to measure those outcomes. I read ‘The Accommodation’ by Jim Schutze and the introduction, Dallas specific section, and conclusion of ‘The Black Panthers in a City Near You’ edited by Judson L. Jeffries…and the history of Dallas definitely shows up in its present day culture.

AO: I’m inspired to hear that you engage in city council meetings with other artists in your community. I think at the end of this interview we should compile a list of books we’re dropping. I was actually going to ask you if there were any books about Dallas that you’d recommend, and you beat me to it! When my family moved to CA I read City of Inmates by Kelly Lytle Hernández and A Different Shade of Orange: Voices of Orange County, Black Pioneers to help me situate. Libraries are important sanctuaries for research, knowledge, meeting, and exhibiting. Although that hasn’t always been the case, historically. If book bans are successful a lot of these titles we’ve mentioned would shift circulation or become extremely limited.

AT: Yes, that is a fantastic idea. Yes, I think that’s why I have developed a bit of a book ordering addiction. I’ve managed to slow down and even stop ordering books for a bit…but the bibliographies and mid-reading mentions of sources gets me a lot…books are better at getting me to order things than social media…ha,ha,ha.

AO: I totally feel you on this. I’ve been impressed by the library catalogs in every city I’ve lived in. I try really hard not to buy books— perhaps holding them is to preserve them not only for ourselves but for others? It’s interesting to think about how ideas and knowledge circulate within constraints. Reminds me of oral storytelling and traditions— bodies of knowledge passed down generations.

AT: I agree….I was a lot more involved with the library before the pandemic hit. I feel to a certain extent I might need to be ready to circulate some of these books. I had never heard of a lot of the titles (the books written in the 60s and 70s about socialism and black liberation mainly) I am reading before now. For one thing, there is a concerted effort to discourage and stop people from learning about, thinking about, and expanding on alternatives to capitalism.

AO: Right, it’s a threat to long-standing, oppressive systems. Hoarding resources, restricting knowledge, and limiting power are roadblocks to liberation. Going back to Braiding Sweetgrass, the idea of reciprocity… are you still working as a book repairer/conservator? There’s so much care in your artwork, and that also extends to your work outside the studio.

AT: Yes, I am still repairing books. I feel so fortunate to work there. I work with other artists and we are involved in repairing existing materials. I feel fortunate to be working at a place that is aligned with the way I want to participate in the economy, the community, in visual arts, etc.

AO: I love that. I think that’s a good place to end, don’t you?

AT: Yes…this has been so wonderful. I’m deeply grateful that you had me to engage in discussion with you. I’m so excited to enrich our friendship in this way. I hope to keep in touch on a more regular basis… other than our social media connections I mean. I love seeing that we are into a lot of similar interests in that space. <3 <3 <3

AO: I could nerd out with you forever. Andrea, I appreciate your time and our growing friendship. I look forward to seeing you in person, either in California, Texas, or Louisiana in the near future. Who knows! And I can’t wait to see how your projects unfold. Thank you!

Books mentioned in order of appearance… Citizen by Claudia Rankine Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer The Dawn of Everything by David Graeber and David Wengrow Decolonizing the Mind by Ngugi wa Thiong'o The Accommodation by Jim Schutze The Black Panthers in a City Near You edited by Judson L. Jeffries

How to Carry Water: Selected Poems by Lucille Clifton On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong Memorial Drive by Natasha Trethewey Grapefruit by Yoko Ono City of Inmates by Kelly Lytle Hernández A Different Shade of Orange: Voices of Orange County, Black Pioneers by Robert A. Johnson

Alisa Ochoa is a multidisciplinary artist living and working in Southern California. She applies bold colors and poetic language to all areas of visual expression, including sculpture, painting, and video. Play is a serious matter in her work: meticulously crafted objects and their material stand in for time, memory, and resilience. Ochoa’s artistic achievement has been recognized with residencies at Hunter College Ceramic Department, Penland School of Craft, and Tiger Strikes Asteroid, Los Angeles, and with exhibitions nationwide. Her artwork has been reviewed online and in print, including The Los Angeles Times, in which David Pagel wrote “Alisa Ochoa’s homemade book, in which design tells the story so well that words are obsolete.” She is a current recipient of the 2021-22 Kala Art Institute Fellowship in Berkeley, CA.

alisaochoa.com @ochoamix

Andrea Tosten is a calligrapher and a bookbinder. She has a Bachelor of Science in BioMedical Science from Texas A&M University and a Master of Liberal Arts in Museum Studies from the University of Oklahoma.

Common themes explored through her work are social constructs, binary thinking, and the nature of existence. She often utilizes letterforms, paper, and sewing to recontextualize and conceptualize her Catholic upbringing, her background, and where she fits into how history has unfolded. Influences include Annette Lawrence, Janine Antoni, Tierney Malone and Glenn Ligon.

Past exhibitions include Griffe (solo exhibition curated by Nell Potasznik-Langford), February 12 2021-March 19, 2021, Cluley Projects, Dallas, Texas and Going Through a Phase (group show curated by Dennis Nance), October 10, 2020-February 3, 2021, Galveston Arts Center, Galveston, Texas. She was the recipient of the 2020 CADD x Maddrey Artist Prize, Third Prize Winner.

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Society article about Daft Punk 29th July 2021 part.1 - Translated

They lived as robots and they died as robots. As they announced their separation in february after nearly 30 years of collaboration, Daft Punk never wanted to reveal what was hidden behind the music of the biggest pop group of the 21st century. Yet, Thomas Bangalter and Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo were humans, after all. With their group of friends who supported them, their obsessions and their tiny fissures which got them together for a long time, before slowly separating them since the huge success of their ultimate album. Here is told their last years, from the release of Random Access Memories to the announcement of their split.

The bathroom is covered in marble, columns frame the patio, and from the swimming pool, between the palm trees, one can admire California’s desert. Squeezed in in one of the silent and full of sun paths of Rancho Mirage, millionaires’s oasis which is bording the city of Palm Springs, the property had been built in 1957 by Bing Crosby. In the days of his magnificence, the famous crooner liked to organize sumptuous receptions where the Hollywood gotha was rushing to, Frank Sinatra coming in first, and one’s saying that this place was used as a refuge for the forbidden fleeting romance between John Fitzgerald Kennedy and Marylin Monroe. An old legend which is making Daft Punk smile as they settle in the big house in April 2013. On the occasion of the Coachella festival, of which the big tents are only a few kilometers away from the house, the the record company Columbia decided to accomodate here, at its own expense, the famous duo, with cooks as a bonus. Years ago when Thomas Bangalter and Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo were only new talents of French touch, another record company sent a limousine to the New York airport to get them. Scared, the two boys scarpered/escaped sneakily in a simple yellow taxi. Times changed since then. This time Thomas and ‘’Guy-Man’’ brought with them in the Rancho Mirage villa the few persons who has been forming their close circle for years, gardians of the Daft Punk temple between Paris and America. ‘’We were like a family, and it was quite touching to meet everyone here again’’, says today the producer Todd Adwards, whose the first collaboration with the French dates back to the Discovery album, in 2001. Thomas Bangalter is wearing a straw hat, we laze around in swimsuits and we eat lunch very late. ‘’The bar was full. I spent my time making piña coladas using coconuts and pineapples that we were getting delivered’’, smiles Peter Franco, sound engineer accredited by Daft Punk. When DJ Falcon, whose first tracks came out on Roulé, Thomas Bangalter’s old label, jumps from the flat roof of the house into the swimming pool, everyone claps the show. One afternoon, the star Pharell Williams rings the bell at the gate of the odd summer camp. ‘’The guy showed up out of the blue with his phone set with diamonds and his bodyguards’’, remembers Antoine Ressaussière, an artistic director, who met Daft Punk during the time they played music in the techno rooms in Rennes.

Meanwhile, in the darkness of the living room, Warren Fu, the director of the last music videos of the group, adjust the last details to a mysterious video. Then, when the work is done, all the group gets into a line of vans with tinted windows, on the way to Coachella. It’s 20h30/8:30pm now, the sun has just set. From the VIP lounge of the festival, Daft Punk – without their helmets on – and their friends watch the big screen of the main stage lighting up suddenly. Like a surprise interlude, the editing quickly finished by Warren Fu is shown in huge. We’re now seeing the video of the now hit Get Lucky, with Pharell, Nile Rogers and the robots in suits covered in glitters, a line of golden names is displayed, from Julian Casablancas to Panda Bear and Giogio Moroder, and finally, an announcement. The reason of this Californian trip to Rancho Mirage. ‘’Random Access Memories, the new Daft Punk album’’. Huge hurrahs echo in the burning night. After years of silence, Daft Punk are back , and the crowd of the festival goes wild. Hidden in a corner, Thomas Bangalter and Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo are arm in arm, happy. ‘’We were fascinated by what was happening. It was a masterpiece that was coming, tells Todd Edwards who’s featured in one of the 13 tracks of Random Access Memories. We told ourselves that it was a new Daft Punk adventure that started’’ At this precise moment of spring 2013, no one can imagine that RAM could be the very last album of the duo. That after that, there would be nothing.

Years later, another video. Plastered on a black screen, a title announces the following : ‘’Epilogue’’. Somewhere in an arid plains, a robot – Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo- makes another one explode –Thomas Bangalter- with a countdown bomb. Published online on the 22nd february, this sequence announced the split up of Daft Punk after nearly 30 years of a nearly unmatched common story in the pop chronology. As soon as it was known, the news spread like wildfires across all the continents. Millions of fans were filled with emotions together. Some of them were saddened that this conclusion had nothing glorious about it : the video is nothing else than extracts from the famous Daft Punk’s Electroma, a full-length feature film produced by the group in 2006. Others kept telling themselves that all of this made no sense. Shouldn’t Random Access Memories mark a new turn in Daft Punk’s career ?

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Crystal’s 2020 Favorites

This has been an odd reading year. Sometimes I'm voraciously reading in escape mode. Sometimes the focus is just not there. Here are six books that held every bit of my attention and linger on in my mind.

Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas Swoon Reads [Audrey's review]

A trans boy determined to prove his gender to his traditional Latinx family summons a ghost who refuses to leave in Aiden Thomas’s paranormal YA debut Cemetery Boys, described by Entertainment Weekly as groundbreaking.

Yadriel has summoned a ghost, and now he can’t get rid of him. When his traditional Latinx family has problems accepting his true gender, Yadriel becomes determined to prove himself a real brujo. With the help of his cousin and best friend Maritza, he performs the ritual himself, and then sets out to find the ghost of his murdered cousin and set it free.

However, the ghost he summons is actually Julian Diaz, the school’s resident bad boy, and Julian is not about to go quietly into death. He’s determined to find out what happened and tie off some loose ends before he leaves. Left with no choice, Yadriel agrees to help Julian, so that they can both get what they want. But the longer Yadriel spends with Julian, the less he wants to let him leave.

Darius the Great Deserves Better (Darius The Great #2) by Adib Khorram Dial Books for Young Readers

In this companion to the award-winning Darius the Great Is Not Okay, Darius suddenly has it all: a boyfriend, an internship, a spot on the soccer team. It’s everything he’s ever wanted–but what if he deserves better?

Darius Kellner is having a bit of a year. Since his trip to Iran this past spring, a lot has changed. He’s getting along with his dad, and his best friend Sohrab is only a Skype call away. Between his first boyfriend, Landon, his varsity soccer practices, and his internship at his favorite tea shop, Darius is feeling pretty okay. Like he finally knows what it means to be Darius Kellner.

Then, of course, everything changes. Darius’s grandmothers are in town for a long visit while his dad is gone on business, and Darius isn’t sure whether they even like him. The internship isn’t what Darius thought it would be, and now he doesn’t know about turning tea into his career. He was sure he liked Landon, but when he starts hanging out with Chip–soccer teammate and best friend of Trent Bolger, epic bully–well, he’s just not so sure about Landon anymore, either.

Darius thought he knew exactly who he was and what he wanted, but maybe he was wrong. Maybe he deserves better.

Elatsoe by Darcie Little Badger illustrations by Rovina Cai Levine Querido [Interview with author]

Imagine an America very similar to our own. It’s got homework, best friends, and pistachio ice cream.

There are some differences. This America been shaped dramatically by the magic, monsters, knowledge, and legends of its peoples, those Indigenous and those not. Some of these forces are charmingly everyday, like the ability to make an orb of light appear or travel across the world through rings of fungi. But other forces are less charming and should never see the light of day.

Elatsoe lives in this slightly stranger America. She can raise the ghosts of dead animals, a skill passed down through generations of her Lipan Apache family. Her beloved cousin has just been murdered, in a town that wants no prying eyes. But she is going to do more than pry. The picture-perfect facade of Willowbee masks gruesome secrets, and she will rely on her wits, skills, and friends to tear off the mask and protect her family.

Furia by Yamile Saied Méndez Algonquin Young Readers [My review]

In Rosario, Argentina, Camila Hassan lives a double life.

At home, she is a careful daughter, living within her mother’s narrow expectations, in her rising-soccer-star brother’s shadow, and under the abusive rule of her short-tempered father.

On the field, she is La Furia, a powerhouse of skill and talent. When her team qualifies for the South American tournament, Camila gets the chance to see just how far those talents can take her. In her wildest dreams, she’d get an athletic scholarship to a North American university.

But the path ahead isn’t easy. Her parents don’t know about her passion. They wouldn’t allow a girl to play fútbol–and she needs their permission to go any farther. And the boy she once loved is back in town. Since he left, Diego has become an international star, playing in Italy for the renowned team Juventus. Camila doesn’t have time to be distracted by her feelings for him. Things aren’t the same as when he left: she has her own passions and ambitions now, and La Furia cannot be denied. As her life becomes more complicated, Camila is forced to face her secrets and make her way in a world with no place for the dreams and ambition of a girl like her.

Filled with authentic details and the textures of day-to-day life in Argentina, heart-soaring romance, and breathless action on the pitch, Furia is the story of a girl’s journey to make her life her own.

Parachutes by Kelly Yang Katherine Tegen Books

Speak enters the world of Gossip Girl in this modern immigrant story from New York Times bestselling author Kelly Yang about two girls navigating wealth, power, friendship, and trauma.

They’re called parachutes: teenagers dropped off to live in private homes and study in the US while their wealthy parents remain in Asia. Claire Wang never thought she’d be one of them, until her parents pluck her from her privileged life in Shanghai and enroll her at a high school in California. Suddenly she finds herself living in a stranger’s house, with no one to tell her what to do for the first time in her life. She soon embraces her newfound freedom, especially when the hottest and most eligible parachute, Jay, asks her out.

Dani De La Cruz, Claire’s new host sister, couldn’t be less thrilled that her mom rented out a room to Claire. An academic and debate-team star, Dani is determined to earn her way into Yale, even if it means competing with privileged kids who are buying their way to the top. When her debate coach starts working with her privately, Dani’s game plan veers unexpectedly off course.

Desperately trying to avoid each other under the same roof, Dani and Claire find themselves on a collision course, intertwining in deeper and more complicated ways, as they grapple with life-altering experiences. Award-winning author Kelly Yang weaves together an unforgettable modern immigrant story about love, trauma, family, corruption, and the power of speaking out.

Say Her Name by Zetta Elliott Disney/Jump at the Sun [My review]

Say her name and solemnly vow

Never to forget, or allow

Our sisters’ lives to be erased;

Their presence cannot be replaced.

This senseless slaughter must stop now.

Award-winning author Zetta Elliott engages poets from the past two centuries to create a chorus of voices celebrating the creativity, resilience, and courage of Black women and girls. Inspired by the #SayHerName campaign launched by the African American Policy Forum, these poems pay tribute to victims of police brutality as well as the activists championing the Black Lives Matter cause. This compelling collection reveals the beauty, danger, and magic found at the intersection of race and gender.

#2020 Favorites #YA Lit

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