Day 4964: A Teddy Bear & David Letterman Scholarship.

"Homestead": junk collage, digital.

                                                                  

  

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Another Storytime 

A few years ago, I did a blog about a wonderful artist, Jurga Sculpteur.  Good friend, and amazing artist, Norma said: "Love the blog today and sculptures, especially the little girl, holding the teddy. I still have my teddy I got when I was 3 years old.  He is stuffed with straw and my mom sewed him up many times!”

I replied: "I love your memories of your teddy and especially that your Mom did repairs so often. He was well-loved! I don't remember ever having a teddy bear, but I think I had a stuffed black Scotty dog? Seems to me he had a plaid blanket? "

But I do still have the teddy bear I bought for Aunt Vonda to hug when she was in a nursing home. I actually bought two, one for Aunt Martha first, and she did hug it a lot. Aunt Martha's bear was misplaced, but when Aunt Vonda passed they gave me the bear. He is not straw-stuffed, so is probably a huge dust magnet, but I can't "bear" to toss him. I just took a picture of him, he stays in my bedroom. I do hug him sometimes when I need a hug.

David Letterman, who graduated from Ball State University in 1970 and often joked that he was just a “C student,” created an unusual scholarship at his alma mater in 1985.

Instead of rewarding the highest GPA, the Letterman Telecommunications Scholarship is awarded to students in the university’s media and telecommunications program based mainly on creative talent.

Applicants submit original projects—such as videos, scripts, or other media—and the most inventive entries win awards of $10,000, $5,000, and $3,333.

Letterman designed the scholarship to support students who might not be straight-A academic performers but show strong imagination and potential in broadcasting and storytelling, reflecting his belief that success in media often comes from creativity rather than perfect grades.

#Creativity #Education #Inspiration #Scholarship #Success #viralpost

 

  

 

A  minute video,  here.

 

 

Just because ...

Spotted Pardalote

Saturday's Smiles ... 

 

 

Hoping you feel all the good things in your day.

  

 

 

Day 4963: My logo story & Kiwi chicks.

"Me": junk collage.(j.long)

  

                                                                       

  

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This is the part of my daily blog that usually gets completed last. I never know ahead what it will be. Sometimes I find artwork by other artists that I love and want to share. Sometimes it is whatever is going on that day, or recently. Today I was at a loss, but happened to look at an old business card, I only have a few left and see no need to order more.

But, I remembered that there is a story to the logo the I used for many years. Many decades ago I took a collage class one evening in Santa Ana. I sat next to friend and terrific artist, JaniceLowry which made the class even more fun. Out instructor was Randi Feuerhel-Watts. She gave us a magazine and we were to collage using it. Mine turned out as above. I told Janice that it was me as I would look at 75? We both laughed. I am now 84 with more lines, but less make-up. The former mayor of Santa Ana bought this piece, but I retained the rights to use it as a logo.

A kiwi chick enters the world with survival reserve.

Inside its body is an unusually large yolk sac, a nutrient store that can sustain the chick for several days after hatching. Kiwi eggs are among the largest in proportion to body size of any bird, averaging about 15–20% of the female’s weight, with some descriptions noting roughly one-fifth of her body mass.

That enormous reserve allows the chick to develop far more fully before hatching than many other birds. When a kiwi chick emerges, it is already feathered and strong enough to begin life with a surprising degree of independence. It is not usually fed by the adults at first, because the yolk reserve continues nourishing it as it gains strength.

For about a week, and sometimes up to ten days, the chick may not need to eat at all. As the yolk is absorbed, the young kiwi begins probing and foraging on its own, starting a life that is remarkably self-reliant from the beginning. A kiwi sends them into the dark with everything they need for their first steps.

 

  

 

A 4+ minute video,  Late mosquito, here.

 

Just because ...

Grey Fantail

Friday's Smiles ... 

 

Hoping you feel all the good things in your day.

  

 

 

Day 4962: Personalized License Plate & TBT & Determined Banyan tree.

"Totem": junk collage, Montana markers.

  

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Storytime 

My Dad used to say, "Have I told you this story?" and if we said yes, he'd say "Well here it comes again." If we said no, it was on auto-pilot.

One of my favorite stories, that still makes me laugh was when WonderWoman was a teenager & had a car. She saved up to get a personalized license plate.

We went to SC Auto Club to see about it. The man who waited on us was a stern older gentleman. He looked tired, like he might have had teenagers of his own at some time. 

WW had ideas, and he would look them up to see if they were available, but each one was taken. The man was quiet, simmering but patient with us. Finally, Erin (aka WW) said how about "Er hed"?

He smiled slightly, and quietly said ..."that seems appropriate."

I laughed so hard, that he saw it was okay to laugh, & soon WW  

and friend, Kerry joined in to the point that other people in the 

huge office turned to see what had caused the uproar.

1990

Later at Esperanza H.S. they had a raffle for a parking space.

She won, and they sprayed her license plate, ER HED 

on her space bumper.

Good story?

Sean and Demura Sensei, Santa Ana, CA. 1992?

  

The building was not abandoned. It was gradually absorbed. In Guangdong Province, a banyan tree has grown into a structure over centuries, its roots descending from above and thickening into forms that now frame the entrance.

Instead of destroying the walls, the tree adapted around them. The structure remained, altered but intact, as both elements continued to exist together.

Banyan trees hold cultural importance in Chinese heritage, often linked to endurance and continuity, which adds another layer to this transformation.

The result is visible. How the balance between growth and stability was sustained over time remains open.

 

  

 

A 5+ minute video,  A Rolling Snail,  here.

 

 

Just because ...

Wilson's Bird-of-Paradise

Thursday's Smiles ... 

 

Hoping you feel all the good things in your day.