Fridays at Five – SFJAZZ

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Tomorrow, I’m going to Friday’s at Five, a digital jazz concert. I’ll stay right here in my room.

I love to go to jazz concerts with my son. Before the lights are turned down low, we order a glass of wine and settle down for the show. I listen for a bit then I start sketching – eye to hand to paper. It’s dark during the concert so it’s always a surprise to see how the sketches turned out. My subject matter won’t be live performers. I’m looking forward to seeing what I’ll produce!

Check out. sfjazz.org. New videos will be posted on YouTube every Tuesday and there is an interesting selection of playlists to listen to on Spotify.

 

Placing Myself Under House Arrest and Reading Michael Ondaatje

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Wynton at the Fairmont by Carla Saunders

Probably no one will notice that I’ve been put under house arrest. I’m not Lindsay Lohan or Aung San Suu Kyi. All I want to do is go to the studio and paint, hang out somewhere and draw or take some photographs, even try writing a poem. My studio is neater than my room at home. There are three paintings at the studio waiting for me to complete. But, here at home there are bills to be paid, forms to be filled, magazines to be read or to be thrown away and piles of papers, books and ‘stuff’  waiting to be put someplace. We’ve moved a bookcase into my room.  It’s empty. Books are in bags, piled on the floor. Papers are stacked in the bathtub. There is a tower of art that is about to topple.  A soft white rabbit ready to pop out of a soft black top hat, sits by my computer.   Legacy by Linda Spence is open on my desk.

Michael Ondaatje’s book,  Coming Through Slaughter is on top of a pile of books somewhere in this room.  Ondaatje wrote about  Buddy Bolden  a New Orleans cornet player in the early 1900’s. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fezzxFjcf This book is my all time favorite. It’s as if you are reading a poem, or going in and out of jazz improvisation or wandering through an abstract painting. Today and until I finish this room, time on all technical devices shall be limited (after I finish this post.)  Permission is granted to go out to buy food or get some exercise. Maybe I’ll listen to some jazz while I get this place organized.

I Went to the Street Fair with the Intension of Making Slow Art – Chinatown

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Slow Art relates to creating art in a slow way. This practice is about being mindful of detail, valuing the history inherent in re-usable materials, putting time into creating small items. The practice encourages the maker to be naturally meditative as they create. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slow_Movement

During the celebration of Chinese New Year, I went to the Street Fair on Grant Avenue San Francisco. The high energy crowd was not conducive for making a quiet slow drawing. Instead I took out my iphone set my hipstamatic app on random and clicked away. By shaking the camera the appplication changes the lens, flash, and film. After clicking away until the battery was used up, which didn’t take any time at all, the above image turned out to be my favorite shot of the day. Lens: John S  Film: Kodadot XGrizzled  Flash: Cherry Shine

Just think of the changes this man has seen in his lifetime.

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Delaunay’s Window was painted in 1913.

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Picasso‘s Three Musicians – 1921

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Got Jazz? The San Francisco Jazz Center

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The SFJAZZ Collective

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The San Francisco Center For Jazz  – Oh what a treat to be in the new glass and concrete building created just for jazz!  The new space designed by architect Mark Cavagnero is the first structure in the country designed visually and acoustically  for jazz. The space feels intimate like a club but the acoustics are perfect. Among the performers were McCoy Tyner , Bobby Hutcherson and Mary Stallings. Saxophonist Joshua Redman played in the second set.

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Regina Carter played “Higher Ground” by Stevie Wonder. I jotted down some words while drawing and listening to this piece.

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We were all caught up in the spell of the beautiful new building, the music, and the performers. The night was a special one, but then, after playing together, McCoy Tyner and Bobby Hutcherson started talking to each other about how they had played together off and on for about 50 years.  One would say, I’d forget and you would pick me up then the other one would say I’d forget and you would pick me up – lots of laugher and reminiscing  Earlier in the evening, problems of the world had come up like race, politics and hatred. These two guys said, hey, let’s just be happy! With that said, they gave each other big hugs while they received a standing ovation.

2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 18,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 4 Film Festivals

Click here to see the complete report.

I think it is interesting to see what images wordpress picked to show. Clicking on one of my images will produce a string of pictures of my work from the past.

My NewYears Resolution in January 2012 was to blog for a year. I gave it a try. I made it though the year and had lots of fun along the way.

The busiest day for me was on On December 31st with 186 views.

To my followers, a big thank you for taking the time to check out my posts.

To others. Thanks for stopping by. Please come again.

We Listen to Jazz While I Sketch – San Francisco

I love going to Yoshi’s with my son.

We listen to jazz while I sketch.

The piano player begins. Look at

the line of that piano. How tall

the string bass is! The bass player’s

fine line fingers work the strings

into peppermint strokes.

Drums join in

changing direction.

Sounds play off each other.

Yellow daffodils become

a thundering herd of mustangs.

Heads bob. Feet tap.

Loose ink glides over paper.

Wrapped in the rhythm of the moment

I’m in there dancing

in between

inside,

outside.

Fresh silver stars stretch out.

A meadow of blossoms folds over into peach.

The music textures down

to sunset tones.

The set is over.

But I sat down only a moment ago.

Sketching in the Dark while Listening to Branford Marsalis – Grace Cathedral

I felt like I was in Westminster Abbey in London when I was looking around the small apse of the cathedral where we were sitting. The dark wood carved walls were the backdrop for the men and women I was drawing. The Cathedral was full. Branford Marsalis,  walked out,  said a few words in that wonderful voice of his and the lights dimmed. Except for applause the audience was absolutely still and quiet while they listened to the sounds of his saxophone fill the space around them.

Grace Cathedral is the third largest Gothic cathedral in the country.  Besides magnificent stained glass windows, there are copies of the  famous Ghiberti Gates of Paradise, priceless icons and frescoe-style murals depicting California’s colorful history. There are two Labyrinths, one inside and one outside.  Keith Haring AIDS Chapel altarpiece is to the right after you enter the Cathedral. Click on images to  enlarge.