Sunday, August 29, 2010

Bicycle Voice at Aperture Gallery


Saturday night I went to the Aperture Gallery in Sugar House to see some local artists and to listen to the lovely and talented Meg Webb, aka Bicycle Voice.

Her set was just delightful.

August nights in Utah are delightful. They are cool and refreshing. I was alone and happy.

As I walked through the museum, I took note of how fashionable all the visitors were. Artistic people are just so dang cool.

I was wearing my jean skirt and my tie dyed shirt. An old man in a similar shirt smiled and said, "I like your shirt." So, I guess I was stylish enough. ;)

The local art was beautiful. I wish I could remember names so I could promote them, but I can't.

I love art. There was one piece entitled "Snow" that was just incredible. It was a small square with paint splattered in imperfect vertical lines of white, with smudges of reddish brown. It was simple and elegant. Another painting consisted of a man in a red shirt that seemed in shadow from one perspective and in light from another perspective.

After viewing the art, I snuck into the Yard to the side of the museum where the stage was set up for live music. I sat on a rickety bench on the side of the stage and enjoyed Meg Webb's set.

Before she started, I watched the people, and read Hunger Games.

It was a wonderful evening.


Sam I Was by Sam Wessel

This weekend was my first weekend living in Salt Lake City.

I enjoyed myself. It was chill and artsy fartsy.

Friday night I went to the Salt Lake Acting Company to see Sam I Was . It was a beautifully written musical memoir about a 21 year old guy who gets Leukemia. There were a few places that needed to be tweaked--some chords that didn't sit quite right. It was a staged reading that involved a few well placed kick lines. The talented guy who wrote the musical--Sam Wessel--played---Sam! (I know, I know. . . .)

The play was irreverent in some places and incredibly touching in other places. I imagine being a non-LDS gay guy in Logan, Utah might create moments of animosity towards the LDS community in a person, but I'm generally bugged by angry attacks at my church. Granted, I actually sort of understood where he was coming from. During the offending scene, Donny and Marie Osmond visit him in the hospital to invite him to come to Sacrament Meeting. Then they do a song about how if you just take the Sacrament, you can sin all you want during the week and still go to heaven. It's obviously wrong, but it was a nicely exaggerated criticism of a common attitude among a lot of Christians. So...it's hard to fault it. But it did make me cringe a bit.

He personified his cancer in the form of a hilarious large bear. As he's going through chemotherapy, a fat guy in a gold vest with his belly poking out represents watching his svelte figure turn into a puffy gay lounge singer. As the chemo entered his body, the bear left and a new friend came a long--this time a woman named "death". Or more appropriately "dying"--since death is only a moment and dying is the real torture.

There's another great scene when his "friends" all come over to visit him after he gets out of the hospital and they've all shaved their heads. They get a little ticked off when they realize that he hadn't lost his hair.

His parents are wonderfully supportive and there are some amazing songs that his parents sing coping with the stress of caring for a child as he faces cancer.

I went to see the show with my good friend Gamyr. I'm so glad he suggested we see it! The show was sold out. It's always good to see quality work well supported. I can't wait to see a fully produced version of the show. It's a great addition to the theatre.





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Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Family History

My little brother and I are working on family history with my Grandma. She has spent years and years collecting pictures, stories, birth certificates--you name it. We have pictures of headstones, and a family portrait of a little family on the edge of the Oklahoma Territory, accounts written in letters from the 1800s--it's absolutely amazing. And it's all just sitting in boxes at her house.

Well, Nick is a bit of a technonut and he's downloaded Mac Family Tree onto his computer. He has entered in as many names as possible. And he's painstakingly downloaded pictures into the program so that it's like a family facebook. If I wanna see what my Great Great Grandma Stella looked like--I find her name--click on it--and a picture pops up. He's amazing!

My job is to connect this information with the https://new.familysearch.org and see what temple work can be done. Also--if you want to know what the world was like when this ancestor was alive--you can click and it will open up a Wikipedia page describing the world when and where they lived! It's just awesome.

So, we're slowly but surely scanning in these documents and pictures so that we can share these records with the rest of the family. It's been a lot of fun to work on with my Grandma and with my little brother. He's such a good kid.

If you are just getting started with Family History--allow me to give you a few helpful pointers that were given to me ten years ago.
1) Find a nice box and just start throwing pictures and stories into the box. Don't worry about organizing it--just start gathering!
2) Send letters to relatives asking for any stories or pictures that they can share. You'd be amazed at the response. My dad's mother--Nana--is not LDS--but when I asked her if she had any family history to share--she came out with about 10 sheets of typed information and said, "Here, see if this will help." As I looked closer, I noticed that it was the names of every direct ancestor from my Brisbin/Smith line all the way back to the 1300s, with birth and death dates and places. I was blown away.
3) Once you start getting information--I seperated things into 4 binders--1 for each Grandparent. But again--just having 4 boxes is fine too!
4) Don't forget to gather information on families and not just parents. Many people will want to go back in time as far as possible, but now the fun is gathering information on cousins and second cousins and extending the branches far and wide rather than back so far.
5) If you get stuck--move on. The information will come in one form or another at another time.
6) If you know of a near location and a vague time--you can search through census records and discover a lot about a family. For instance, if you find that your great great grandmother Mathilda Smith lived in Pittsburg in 1920 and she is listed as being 8 years old--you can put down that she was born in 1912! Census takers recorded the names and ages of all the people living in the house--and they often included their country of birth!

I wanna know your secrets. What are your tricks for doing family history? My belief about family history is that there is a time and a season for everything. My grandma spent her life gathering information. And now Nick is here to see that all this information that she gathered is organized.

You may only have time to throw pictures into a box, or to have your grandmother write a list of names she can remember. But that's enough! Someday, that picture and that list will prove to be the key to a connection that you or a child will make at a later date.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

The Tree Fell Down

no really...it totally broke in half.

What do you do when a tree breaks in half and falls down?

I call a tree removal service.

Not my parents. Nope. My step-dad grabbed his chainsaw and went to work chopping up the tree.

I threw the pieces over the fence.

Apparently yellow jackets were rather fond of this willow. They stung me.

It was nice to get outside and do some manual labor.
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