Wednesday, January 5, 2022

booty call with dave and buster

My intention had been to drive straight through to Savannah, no stops along the way.

My bladder had a difference of opinion.

So, I stopped at Dave & Buster's, something I haven't done in years, with my five game cards in my pocket.

After a pit stop, I played a few ticket-giving games, realizing they were half-price - oh, wow, this was Wednesday!

Okay, I thought, may as well burn through these scant 'chips' and cash in before I leave!

When my fourth spin on the Pirate Wheel netted the maximum of 1000 tickets, I did just that.

The trick was then finding what booty to collect!

That clear-sided computer speaker was my first grab, then the cool orange socks... but what else... the three wooden Christmas ornaments (the clerk said photo holders), and the RAWR and Lla-lla-ma-zing stickers - yes, those would do nicely!

Procuring those seven items managed to completely use up all 'chips' on four of the cards, as well as all tickets on 1 of them.

That one went into the trash; the card with the pirate on the front will grace my fridge as a magnet; and I left behind two of the cards on top of a machine for someone else.

My original card, which still has enough 'chips' and tickets went back to my travel bag for another day of play in the future.

Total cost to me for more than an hour of play and all this swag: zero, zip, zilch, nada.

I even got back home when I had originally planned to, at 3 PM!

That means I can catch Neo and Trinity... and so I shall!

Gotta get in my free A*List movies!

(smile!)

Tuesday, January 4, 2022

comparison and contrast - what a fun day!

Subtitle: Vicarious Living Through Aunt Tina, Daytona and MOAS, part 3

Today, I visited part of the grounds that I had not yet.
Wait, let me start over.
Once upon a time, I'd gone over to the Cici and Hyatt Brown Museum of Art at the Museum of Arts and Sciences, but, for whatever reason, it was closed.
That was the one and only time I'd driven to its location.
(MOAS also has another building down in Port Orange, but that will await another trip.)
Finally, today was deemed 'the day', as I'd fully enjoyed all the new exhibits and the Planetarium - and even the garden and walking trail - at the main structure.
This is part of the 12-panel painting in the lobby.
The plaques mounted on the rail in front of several panels listed the various native species of flora and fauna in the depicted scenes.
I could clearly see that the artist had taken care to include as many of each as possible, to let the viewer know what a special place Florida is... and that it is the place the artist calls 'home'.
Lots of marsh, lots of water, lots of palm trees.
(smile!)
But what really drew me in was the summertime shower, there to the left of that oasis of trees.
I cannot tell you how many times one of those spot showers would catch me unaware while I was at school in Tallahassee!
Sure, it would only last five minutes, but those were solid buckets of water raining down that entire time!
The artist captured that crazy bit of weather very well!
So did these other artists, all part of an exhibit that featured various phenomena peculiar to this US peninsula, as well as other East Coast states.
I think these paintings do a better job with depicting hurricanes than photographs, or even videos, do.
I'm sure it has to do with the energy caught in the bristles of the paint brush and left behind as a textured eye-catcher.
(smile!)
A rain-washed street in St. Augustine was the first to encourage me to compare and contrast.
The small upper painting and the large painting are of the same scene, by the same artist, but each showing a different perspective, even adding more people and splashes of red from one impression to the other.
Nice of the museum to include both!
In another room of that gallery was "The Seminole And The Everglades" exhibit, which included these gems to spark a conversation in my mind.
Again, the same artist is responsible for both, with the same swamp scene as the focal point.
Here's the difference: the work on the left is an engraving, made for publication in a magazine, whereas the work on the right is an oil painting made in his studio and based on his engraving.
Obviously, it's based on his memory, too, as it shows a sunlit scene and rich color.
Very nice illustration of how the remembered image in the mind can differ from reality!
What about a comparison of a similar scene as seen through the eyes of different artists?
I'm so glad you asked!
The upper was done by 32-year-old William Drown, while the lower was painted by 49-year-old Frank Shapleigh, with both showing an old kitchen in St. Augustine.
It should be noted that the paintings were done fairly close in time to each other.
I think it's notable that the younger man's scene is brighter and better lit, giving almost a sense of hopefulness or romanticism to the room.
On the other hand, the painting by the older man is darker, with a more dilapidated air to what was once the heart of the house.
I wonder what may have been going on in their lives when they did these?
Those two were part of the permanent collection, always on view in the upper gallery.
I wanted to concentrate on the new, temporary exhibits on this trip. 
On to "The Latest News From Florida - Wood Engravings From 19th Century Periodicals"!
The docent, Anne, was very informative - I'm so glad I happened to be there on a Tuesday, as that's the only day she is present!
When I'd explained that I'd seen the video about making prints from engravings, she'd brought me straight away to the room with this exhibit.
Many of the works here dealt with wars and skirmishes during the 1800's, but this scene captured my imagination.
Was this military base being threatened by a hurricane and just how close was it to water?
Those questions would remain unanswered.
Well, who was the artist that had made this drawing of Fort Pickens?
That question would only have the vague response of "Mrs. Lt. Gilman"... seriously.
At least Harper's Weekly gave her that much credit, which was remarkable for the time (1861).
While this was the only piece marked with her name, there were other drawings of Fort Pickens that were too similar in penstroke to not have been done by her hand.
Those had been ascribed simply as having been done by someone stationed there.
Very interesting!
On I went to the next little room, this one with the playful title "Gone Fishin' " for its exhibit.
And there it was, taking up much of one wall: a foursome featuring a famous author and his buddy out for a fishing trip.
This photo is of the last one of trio of watercolors in "Hemingway Among The Sharks", along with text recounting the conversation between him and the artist, Waldo Peirce.
(If you get a chance to see this, take the time to ready the spidery handwriting - it's a hoot!) 
Above the three watercolors done on paper was a much larger piece which was an oil painting on canvas.
This was done for the same gory scene as shown in that last watercolor, but made more vivid and with a real sense of the frantic actions involved in killing the shark.
There's absolutely no doubt that the brush strokes shown in the oil medium made this fishing expedition every bit something that a he-man like Hemingway - and his good buddy, Waldo - would engage in.
At the time of the paintings in 1928, the author was only 29 years old; the painter was 48, making him the "old man" in the fight with the denizens of the sea.
I'll let that allusion to a literary work just percolate there on the back burner...
get it?
(smile!)
As a last showing from this particular exhibit, how about a more humorous turn?
This net full of mermaids would have been deemed a perfect catch by my middle brother!
Thinking of how much he would have enjoyed it made me smile - and that was very good.
I'm fairly certain this is one of Ralph Cahoon's pieces, especially as it is such a whimsical scene.
I made note of another of his works, "Palm Beach Bridge Club", with very similar mermaids playing cards, for the physicist, so I'm sure I'm right.
(smile!)
Now, to shuffle back to the suite at DBR and start emptying the fridge for one last dinner here within view of the the Atlantic.
Later, my dears!
(smile!)

Monday, January 3, 2022

a book to burn amd skies above

Subtitle: Vicarious Living Through Aunt Tina, Daytona and MOAS, part 2
 
The thunderstorm that woke me early this morning had washed the sky clear of grungy gray clouds, leaving a crystal blue in its wake, spotted with puffs of white.
No cloud cover also meant cooler temperatures - like, 20 degrees cooler than yesterday.
No worries for me, I'd planned ahead!
As I said yesterday, I still had much more to see at the Museum of Arts and Sciences, plus things to see again.
But first, to take in one of my favorite scenes here in Daytona Beach: this beautiful bridge that leads to Beach Street, location of the post office and lots of quirky shops and a nice variety of restaurants.
You'll notice I didn't take a photo of those.
This view along the International Speedway was the object of my affection!
Then on to MOAS, with my first stop being that crazy, brilliantly hued, running dog of Messersmith!
What an inspired, and whimsical, touch to have his tongue streaming along in the wind he's generating with his speed!
Also whimsical is the plastic skeleton of ... the dog? Oh, no! - of a person, along for the ride inside!
Fabulous, utterly fabulous!
I could sit and look at this one piece for an hour, easily, seeing nuances missed from my visit to it twice yesterday.
I do enjoy his other works, especially his repurposing of found items into the shadow boxes at the bottom of the large frames... I do... but this dog is magical!
My musings were interrupted by a text message from Paul in California.
"Chat?" was the only word.
"Can do!" was my response, as I headed for the garden and the walking trails.
He's home recovering from surgery on Stage 1 prostate cancer, so it was definitely an important call and a chance for me to brighten his day.
(smile!
He's normally quite active, so these weeks of rest prescribed by his doctor are a bit of a drain on his energy and good humor.
I talked at some length about the exhibits at the museum and my NYE experience; he gave me an in-depth mental image of the surgery he'd endured as well as the kudos from his doctor for the physical exercise he'd done to prepare for it.
In no time, an hour had passed and it was time for the 2 PM "The Sky Tonight" show, with Christian's live presentation!
Right place, right time!
As it turns out, the Quadrantid meteor shower begins tonight, running for the next twelve days.
I think the photo from the Hubble may be my best chance to see it, unless I want to get up about 0430 - only if I'm still up at that time!
Meanwhile, I did take the opportunity between shows to bounce to the Bouchelle Gallery for International Decorative Arts to view again these star-crossed lovers.
Romeo and Juliet, captured in a tender moment in this stained glass door - so lovely to share with my first niece!
Back to the Planetarium again, to catch - for real! - the animated video about "The Little Star That Could" at 3 PM.
Did you know that Ceres is now regarded as another planet in the area of the Milky Way Galaxy where we live?
Yep, that's true: the Solar System now officially includes two dwarf planets, not just Pluto.
I asked if Ceres was being included in classroom talks; not yet.
Over to the Root Family Museum I wandered afterward, to visit the pharmacy exhibit and the trains.
This collection of signs made me laugh out loud!
I guess that "QUIET" was meant for folks retired to bed, not retired from work! 

Oh, my, I was just about to wrap this up and saw I had not mentioned the Artful Books 2021 exhibit!
That will never do, especially as there were a couple of them in the Karshan Center of Graphic Arts that held meaning for me.
This one was the first to draw me in.
Martin Eduardo Casuso had strung together paper photos of his recently deceased brother, as well as sketches and diary entries, and then affixed incense sticks.
The work is titled "Designed To Burn".
 I think my brother Ronnie would have liked it.
The other book that grabbed my heart was from a memory shared with the physicist.
We had just seen "No Exit" at Muse Arts Warehouse, and, as I recall, it was a first experience with that play for both of us.
After it, we stood in the parking lot, talking, eventually moving ourselves and our conversation under the full moon to the Tybee pier... and leading to me writing a song/poem/rap.
So, what brought that up?
Jeannette Stargala took her copy of the play, shed its cover, and rolled it into a tight cylinder before mounting it to its stand, titling the piece "No Exit (Closed Society)".
Not only is there no exit, there's no entrance, either.
Nicely done!
(smile!)

Sunday, January 2, 2022

heavens above and starlite hotdog

Subtitle: Vicarious Living Through Aunt Tina, Daytona and MOAS, part 1

I did, indeed, make it to MOAS in time for the 1 PM planetarium show!
I'm not saying I understood much of it, as it was heavy on physics, but I certainly appreciated the science and math presented.
Titled "Unveiling The Invisible Universe", it included a visible comparison of the change in wavelength that accompanies a change in frequency, as well as talk of neutrinos and quarks and all manner of things the bfe would have enjoyed.
I also had a ticket for the 3 PM show in the Lowell And Nancy Lohman Family Planetarium.
(Yes, quite a mouthful, and I honestly did not notice any changes except to the signage outside and what may have been new doors.)
About that mid-afternoon show: it wasn't the one posted, but no one complained.
After all, we got the see the razzamatazz laser show normally reserved for Saturdays!
My only guess is that the young man, Christian, in charge of the planetarium was as confused about the day of the week as much as the rest of us were.
You see, MOAS was closed for New Year's Day, which was yesterday... which was a Saturday.
Then, today, a Sunday, MOAS was open again... but it sure felt like a Saturday!
So, instead of "The Little Star That Could", we were treated to "Electro-Laze", with lots of modern music and some spectacular graphics overhead!
How super-duper cool for the ten or so of us attending!
I even went ahead and got a ticket for the 4 PM "Hubble Universe" show, which was "live" as it had Christian providing a talk to go along with the images of the history of this telescope, its tie-in to the Shuttle program, and the launch on Christmas of the Webb telescope.
I thought it marvelous that the Hubble's 30th anniversary photo - of the Cosmic Reef - has been designated as the first image the new telescope will capture.
I'll look forward to that!
So, why such a fascination with the planetarium?
I've always liked them.
The Savannah Science Museum had one and I loved that informed look at the night sky.
Then, that museum closed, and the nearest planetarium is now in Statesboro.
To complicate matters, it's on the GaSoU campus, so parking is an issue.
That's why I've only been once in recent memory.
 
I figured I'd take in all the star shows that I could on this trip!
I'd originally planned on just the 1 PM and 3 PM today, with the 2 PM and 4 PM tomorrow.
Then I realized tomorrow is Monday and that last show would put me out into the 5 o'clock traffic rush.
No, thanks!
And now, with the confusion over which day of the week it was affecting the 3 PM show today, I can catch the regularly scheduled one tomorrow at 3, after the 2.
Perfect!
Of course, I took in some arts between all those courses of science!
In the Chapman S. Root Hall, adjacent to the Planetarium, was a new exhibit, "The Golden Age Of Graphic Arts: French And Belgian Posters From 1890-1930".
Good timing for me, as it leaves next Sunday!
These were all advertisements, done in Art Deco and Art Nouveau styles, with the latter being all swirls and flourishes (like in this coffee ad) and the latter all lines and angles.
Accordingly, these designs came about in the Roaring Twenties and the Belle Epoch, respectively, and I liked both quite well.
"Eclectic" - yes, that's for me!
That's a fifty-cent word for taste all over the place... including my affinity for another new exhibit, "Farm Life And Other Scenes: The Art Of Henry George Keller".
This display will remain in the North Wing Corridor throughout this month.
Most of his works were prints made from his engravings and there was even a video that showed the many steps required to make those prints into reality.
That meant all of the pieces were monotone, save one... this one, titled "Mountain Scene".
Done with pencil and crayon - yes, you read that correctly - it felt like it had marked a special memory for him, a special place with fond regard in his heart and mind.
The other new exhibit is one I would have loved to take home!
Filled with bright hues and day-glo images, with a touch of Dia De Los Muertes, it really grabbed my attention.
Of all the pieces in "Flora, Fauna, And High Color: Florida Landscapes Of Mark Messersmith", the one that made my heart sing is this one, titled simply "Dog".
The sheer joy of the animal running, running, with its tongue lolling out of its mouth gleefully as it does so, is absolutely palpable!
After my very successful outing, with full immersion into three art exhibits and viewing of three star shows, my appetite was up, up, up!
Maybe this was the day for the Starlite Diner?
Why, yes, yes, it was!
And, hallelujah, the grilled quarter-pounder hotdog was still on the menu - perfect!!!
I even had sauerkraut put on it - you know, as a vegetable, to go along with the potato.
Hahahaha!
Now, I'm back to my suite and have dvd's to watch on my laptop, as I actually brought some along on this trip.
Last night I went "Into The Night"; tonight, I'll have Vincent Price with Carol Burnett.
i thank You, God!

don't ask if you don't want the truth

So, the front desk clerk texted me just moments ago to see how things were going.
Big mistake on his part; I told him the truth, no whitewash applied.
I wasn't rude about it, nor did I assign blame to anyone.
I was simply honest.
He should have already been aware of the problems in the suite, but I honestly have not ever seen any proof that one department of Diamond Resorts ever speaks with another.

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11:06 AM
Just checking in -- how is your stay going so far? Feel free to reply back with a 1-10 (10 being excellent). Have a great day! - Tharius
 
11:12 AM
3. I have made a list of items needing repair. I do not want the work done during my stay, as I do not want strangers in here.
One TV (the one in the living room) has no video, so the maintenance man switched it with the TV from the bedroom. That was on Friday.
The TV from the bedroom has a problem with video breaking up (much like with a satellite signal during bad weather). That's on every channel and begins after the TV has been on for about thirty minutes. Very aggravating, but turning it off for a cool down during commercial breaks has helped me watch a program without people's faces being fractured.
The air conditioning unit on the bedroom balcony makes horrible noises and shakes the wall, as well as being deafening and interrupting sleep. I have finally managed to turn it off, so I was able to sleep last night.
The dining room light flickers and the bulb should be replaced.

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Note: all of the above took me about 12 minutes to type and send.
I did not wait for a response, but gathered the mail I was going to post, as well as my new MOAS membership card, and headed out to enjoy the beautiful day. 

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12:13 PM
What would be a good time for us to have maintenance come to the unit to address issues. - Tracey
 
12:17 PM
I would prefer that all work be done after I check out on Wednesday. I have had pneumonia twice and cannot risk being ill.
 
12:26 PM
I will schedule this work order. I understand with illness. Please let us know if you need anything and i hope you are feeling well. - Tracey

12:34 PM
Thank you for understanding.
 
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Done, and done!
I should be able to catch the 1:00 PM Planetarium show after all!
(smile!)

Saturday, January 1, 2022

ready for a change of calendar view in 2022


For the last few years, I've had The King of Rock 'n' Roll marking special occasions.
The physicist had given me the post-its for Christmas - perhaps it was 2017? 2018? - and they had seemed perfect for helping me remember birthdays and anniversaries.
The pink ones would be for birthdays of girls and women, the blue for birthdays of boys and men, in accordance with the color-coding habit begun by the French in the late 1800's.
Anniversaries were marked with the tan strips (though I would have used purple if the stickers had given me that choice, even though some of the couples are both women... which, I guess, could have been denoted with the pink, n'est-ce pas?).
The black strips I reserved for those no longer restricted to planet Earth.
For reasons that escape me now, I only used the black markers for family and friends that have died in the past twenty years.
That means Grandma, Grandpa, Great-Uncle Sam, and a few others were not included.
Even with those restrictions, I had eleven reminders of those I loved who were gone.
Eleven.
As it happened, those were topped by the most somber Elvis, standing and strumming his guitar; all the others featured him in a dance pose.
Each of the past few years since I first received these post-its, I've transferred the strips to the new calendar, updating ages as I did so.
Not so anymore.


While going through the armoire that serves as my china hutch, I stumbled upon mementos of university events, each with a post-it notes in five colors to help us stay organized for a new school year.
One of the booklets of sticky notes read "Armstrong Atlantic State University"; another reflected the name change to "Armstrong State University"; and the third was a bit more informal, reading "Armstrong Alumni".
That just means I've had these languishing in a dark cabinet for years.
No more!
The pink and the blue denote the same as before for family birthdays, though with the addition of the use of yellow for birthdays of friends.
Anniversaries are now shown on the green tabs.
And the purple?
Those now mark the birthdays of those I love who have died.
Ronnie's death has added one more of those.
That means I now have an even dozen.
Still, after two years of pandemic, I count myself fortunate to not have more.
I'm glad I thought to bring this task along on my holiday.
It's given me a good opportunity to take my time putting together this new calendar.
Tomorrow, MOAS will be open and most of the revelers will be gone -
hallelujah on both counts!
(smile!)

a change of view with brunch in 2022

Here's my first meal of the day!

See my vitamins and such?

Plus, there's the obligatory coffee to start my engine... which actually sounds appropriate down here in NASCAR country!

(smile!)

And way down there...

past the edge of Daytona Beach Regency...

past the boardwalk...

down onto the sand itself...

is the Atlantic Ocean, bringing salt spray and white crests in from the far eastern horizon...

where the blue of the sea meets the blue of the sky.

(smile!)

Over my right shoulder...

and across the median and four lanes of Atlantic Boulevard...

there's the Starlite Diner...

parking lot full, and interior, too.

Perhaps tomorrow will be better for a visit.


 

And this...

this view of an ever-busy parking garage?

That is directly outside the living room window...

directly to my side as I enjoy my meal...

directly in the periphery of my view.

Sigh.

Good thing I grew up with three younger brothers.

I have many years of practice at ignoring anything I don't want to acknowledge.

(smile!)