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Wednesday night, when I had work to do, I put on the Nature channel, it happened to be The Soul of the Elephant. A video that had me constantly turning from my task to watch.
Wildlife filmmakers Dereck and Beverly Joubert take an
intimate look at one of the world's most intelligent and sensitive
animals.
(1970-1984) which is gone now, but was nearby, back in 1971.
We had a VW bus, and 6 visiting relatives from Indiana. Mom, Aunt Vonda, Aunt Martha, Uncle Jewell, Aunt Geneva & Uncle Les. We drove through the park, but parked for an hour and a half to watch the elephants bathing. Babies through gigantic adults all enjoying the water and each other. We enjoyed watching them.
A very special memory.
Last class of the Mail Art series (5/30/2019) had just six artists.
I didn't get photos of everyone's work, but here are some samples.
postcard by Linda
postcard by Linda
postcard by Linda
postcard by Linda
postcard by Linda
postcard by Cathy
postcard by Cathy
postcard by Cathy
postcard by Cathy
canvas by Connie
accordion book by Connie
accordion book by Connie
accordion book by Connie
accordion book by Connie
accordion book by Connie
accordion book by Connie
Thanks to eight artists for making this class fun.
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For FB Throwback Thursday ...
USA Jr. Team, Budapest, Hungary 1991
2GN2S:
The Hyper-Colorful, Retro Illustrations of Kyoko Nakamura
There’s something new and old about Kyoto-based
illustrator Kyoko Nakamura’s work, she’s been successful.
Using a
combination of digital tools like Photoshop and analog materials like
acrylic gouache, Nakamura creates colorful, neon illustrations inspired
by her modern and traditional surroundings.
Kyoko Nakamura dreams up fictional toy shops, hot baths a
nd kissaten,
many of which are relics of the past which she
renders in magical
technicolor.
Traditional elements of Japanese culture like foxes
and torii shrine gates are frequent motifs in her vivid worlds.
May 22, 2019 — in Japan, at a baseball game at Koshien Stadium
between Hanshin and Yakult, a maiko-san threw the opening pitch.
It was a dreamy scene as her light orange kimono fluttered through the
air. The ball bounced once and landed in the catcher’s mitt.
The batter
swung and a strike was called.
Although the ceremonial first pitch is an American export, Japan has
embraced it to its fullest. And there’s an element to it that’s uniquely
Japanese.
The ritual is said to have originated in 1892 when, “Governor McKinley threw the ball into the diamond” from his seat,
rather than the mound as is custom today. The pitch went on to evolve
as an event between the pitcher and catcher. There was no batter.
In Japan however, the ritual involves the batter, who is always supposed to swing and miss on purpose.
Japan’s ceremonial first pitch dates back to 1908
when the Reach All-Stars, the first professional team from the United
States to tour Japan, came on a promotional junket. It was a big deal.
The noble statesman Okuma Shigenobu
was to throw the first pitch. As former Prime Minister, founder of
Waseda University, it’s hard to overstate how symbolic and important a
figure he was. In what was surely a distressful nomination, Shoji Yamawaki, the top batter in the Waseda Baseball Club, was chosen to bat.
No one will know what was going through Yamawaki’s head as the former
Prime Minister and perhaps the greatest nobleman he ever faced off
with, threw the ball towards him and it hit the ground, rolled and
stopped. According to some records, several American players began rushing
towards the ball to pick it up. But that would mean an incredible
failure and embarrassment for Okuma and Yamawaki couldn’t let that
happen. So he swung his bat, a strike was called and the crowd cheered.
Since then, it’s always been customary for the batter to swing and miss
on purpose.
