The commencement… a weeks reflection… @DS106 #4Life

Up until last Sunday, I’m talking about the Sunday before yesterday, the Sunday before Fathers Day Sunday, although my love did make the mistake of thinking last week was actually Fathers Day, so I got to have two Fathers Days in 2016… anywho… I digress… Up until last Sunday i was managing a post or two a day, that’s just not sustainable is it?

I think I made the same mistake with my first blog attempt, a movie review blog in which I was watching a certain selection of movies and posting about them, that was a movie a day, so two hours plus about another two hours reflecting, thinking, constructing, writing, and trying to be a family man in between… It did not work. Also, you can only write about a single topic for so long before you start to get irritated by your own voice!

This blog is not going to be that thing (although stay tuned, because I am planning to realign those hours spent and posting them here sporadically – but not today, and not on a schedule). So, for myself, and for you, let me categorically state that Blog inactivity does not equate to inactivity of the soztheo.me exploration of this world – to adequately demonstrate this, here’s some DS106 Digital Art created last week 🙂


‪#‎DS106‬ ‪#‎DailyCreate‬ ‪#‎TDC1618‬ Beware them sheeps in Wolves clothes and stuff ‪#‎SweetValleyHell‬
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Beware them sheeps in Wolves clothes and stuff
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On Monday we had to find an old novel cover and update it for our times…

Monday was an interesting one, after the shooting in Orlando I was engaged with the social media activity of the competing potential future leaders of the free world…

Donald Trump just has the ability to unite us all, doesn’t he? In a shared hate that is (and then the very fact that he has so much support just says that I am wrong on that one),  well he manages to generate hate anyway… Just my unfiltered opinion…

What disgusted me was the way he got hooked into the opportunistic terrorism propoganda opportunity of it all, completely devoid of any meaningful semblance of demonstrating empathy or compassion which could unite a nation reeling from an attack. A good leader would seek to bring his followers to the united ground of a shared United states… Yes? No?

I am pro-Hillary. Mind you I’ve been pro-Hillary since the first two times she was president.

I live in South Africa, and we have our own approaching elections at the fore of the nations consciousness (with our own version of Donald Trump) – but I will be watching this election closely and with great interest…


Culminating in this piece on 18 June: #DailyCreate #tdc1623 @ds106dc soztheo.me a proud ally of the GLBTQQIAAP Community! #ds106 #FloridaMassacre #Orlando A continuation of a spontaneous explosion of flag hands which happened previously on Twitter: http://soztheo.me/2016/05/29/ds106-daily-create-tdc1602-ds106-is-sooo-massive/
Culminating in this piece on 18 June:
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soztheo.me a proud ally of the GLBTQQIAAP Community!
#ds106 #FloridaMassacre #Orlando
A continuation of a spontaneous explosion of flag hands which happened previously on Twitter: http://soztheo.me/2016/05/29/ds106-daily-create-tdc1602-ds106-is-sooo-massive

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#ds106 #dailycreate #tdc1622 @ds106dc – Why did the chicken cross the road you ask?

On Friday I was then given the opportunity to shed light on one of life’s greatest questions:

Makes total sense doesn’t it?

What is DS106 you ask?

DS106 is a well regarded digital storytelling course, the course is conducted within proper education establishments, but the course is so popular that there is a free for participation version available for sign-up 🙂

One of the activities is the DS106 Daily create (@ds106dc on twitter) which provides daily creative prompts for completion – good mental creative flex fun 🙂

Check it out here.


 And then this happened – tasked to place ourselves in the Mystery Machine expanded into two days of Scooby Doo Fun as the next day we had to try and catch the squirrel who was stealing a fellow DS106-er’s mail.

‪#‎DS106‬ ‪#‎tdc1620‬ ‪#‎DailyCreate‬ Took a ride on the ‪#‎MysteryMachine‬ today! Scooby and the Gang will never be the same! Oh and follow me on twitter @soztheo_me ! 😛

‪#‎ScoobyDoo‬ & the Case of the Klepto-Squirrel!!! @ds106dc ‪#‎ds106‬ ‪#‎DailyCreate‬ ‪#‎tdc1621‬
‪#‎ScoobyDoo‬ & the Case of the Klepto-Squirrel!!!
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These are also additionals roles in my illustrious PhotoShopped Movie career, the album of all my cinematic ventures can be viewed on my Facebook Page soztheo.me  or here


Sea MonkeysIn closing… What the hell are Sea Monkeys?

I’ve seen them advertised, and have now seen photos of them (which do not look anything like the hand-drawn images in the adverts btw). They are some prehistoric looking things!!!

Anyway, there is a major legal situation underway in regards to the license associated to the patent and ownership of the property that is Sea Monkeys, which in America seem to be one of those things that kids do, you can read more about it here.


Let me know what you think about these little creative outputs why don’t you, and by all means, come join us on this @DS106 #4Life journey :)!

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Those Magic Minds, those Kings of Screens…

Oh if only they had got it right,

Those Magic Minds, those King of Screens,

If only they had brought it home,

So I could rest safely in my dreams…

If Sydney’s mom on Alias,

Irina Derevko of the Derevko clan,

Had found redemption at the end,

I would have been a happy man.

It’s Sydney again, but she from Scream,

It should’ve happened in Scream 4,

The time was ripe for her gruesome end,

Could’ve broken the genre once more.

And oh Lestat, that Vampire fiend,

Tom Cruise had done his part,

Aaliyah too when her turn came,

Round two should have been some art.

But then the horror, Lestat’s not blonde,

And that’s just where it starts.

Queen of the Damned, You failed me!

You’ve really hurt some hearts!

Now let me talk of X-Men, a Comic Fan I am,

Decisions made aplenty here have gasolined this flame,

But two in particular I can’t get past,

Listen close and understand my pain…

My fellow SAffer, Gavin Hood, C’mon Man,

How could you get it soooo wrong?

Wolverine; Deadpool; Sabretooth;

You’ve fed this sad sad song.

But can’t blame you for the next travesty

Of Chipmunk cheeks Mystique,

A villain? No now a heroine cos,

Jen Lawrence must be with ethi-que.

I now wait patiently for her evil turn,

It better be fast approaching,

Coz now I’m dealing Age of Apocalypse,

Which within my brain’s been encroaching.

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Just so you all know that it’s not just the current,

I will travel back in time, just to say,

Francis Ford Copolla, with your talented daughter,

You ruined that trilogy’s day.

And finally, for this poem at least,

Because this issue is ever expanding,

Let’s think on the sad song of LadyHawke,

The cursed soundtrack which needed dismantling.

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Oh it’s hard to admit there’s more to get wrong,

Those Magic Minds, those King of Screens,

There is no foreseeable end to the vicious cycle,

No Safety assured in my dreams.

This is my Tuesday contribution to The Blog Tag prompts on which I am currently participating, a poem, well Duh…

But maybe, just maybe, had I been on the creative team behind LadyHawke I could have contributed greatly to ensuring that that music never got out of the vault, but I was post-foetal back then, and really, Michelle Pfeiffer would have fallen head over heels with me, and fought on my behalf to eliminate Rutger Hauer from the production, and we could have had this (with cool music):

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Aleen?

Story Time…

Once upon a time there was little boy whose world was torn apart when his parents got divorced. It was 1986, and at only six years old Daddy was not at home anymore… 🙁

Even Home wasn’t at home anymore as he, his mommy and his little sister were forced to move out of their lovely house and into a flat on Jules Street, which today is a place that many fear to tread… 🙁 🙁

His Mommy had to take up 4 jobs so that she could make ends meet… She had an office job during the day, on weekends she sold clothes and taught dancing lessons, but it was the evenings that were the hardest, as she had to take a job at a restaurant which meant that she was gone every night until the wee hours of the morning; on a daily basis she got to spend maybe only two hours a day maximum with her kids… 🙁 🙁 🙁

Sad right, but I promises I won’t use up any more of your kleenex, because the little boy made some friends! Every night the local TV station would play hours of company for him and his little sister, she was three years younger than he so she never got to experience the truly exciting hours. Late, late, late at night, when he should have been in bed, when even his beloved maid (as she was called back in those days of apartheid) who was the surrogate mother he had when his own couldn’t be there; when even she was asleep recovering from her long day; those were the hours when movies made an impression upon his life; it was here, at a way too young age, that he discovered the joy of escapism…

But it was one particular movie on a particular evening that forever altered his relationship with everything he understood. All alone one night, younger than ten years old, having promised on numerous occasions that he would go to bed early (he lied), a movie came on called Aliens (which he went on to watch Aleen – Afrikaans for Alone)…

I was terrified beyond belief, my little brain nearly burst out of my skull I was so exhilerated and terrified, “Why are those funny hands with tails jumping on peoples faces!?!” (Bow-Chick-A-Wow-Wow!); “HER STOMACH EXPLODED!!!”; “What’s those things eating and chasing them”; “Run Newt Run!!!”; “Save the little girl Ripley!!!”; The blood, the guts, the horror… The sheer beauty of imagination and potential that commenced from that day, the love I have for this movie (these movies) knows no bounds…

ALIENS COMPLETE GreenIt’s ironic that whenever I think of this movie it is so deeply attached to my blessed mother’s absence which was born of necessity (love you mom), because if you (like I) have ever studied these movies you understand that these movies are all about motherhood – A strong female character who also has been separated by circumstance, who through four movies explores with the use of the most astonishing of metaphors, the suffering and pain of childbirth, of parenthood, of a lost child, of surrogacy, of motherly love, of the relationship between mother and child – there’s egg laying, there’s love, there’s pregnancy, there’s unwanted pregnancy, there’s unconditional love and sacrifice, there’s even adoption…

The Alien movies are as much about Motherhood as the Prometheus movies are about fatherhood. In the Xenomorphs (aliens) we have the queen battling a human mother, both fighting for their children; the exploration of nature and the maternal contrast greatly with the paternal relationships and archetypes explored in the Prometheus series – this is so calculated as to be manipulative, and yet because the movies are so far in the extremity of Sci-Fi/Horror, there are so many who lose out on the pervasive themes which exist in contrast within the shared universe – because they are terrifyingly layered!

As Aliens 5 exists on the horizon which unless I am wrong (because I’m not following the developments because the wait is a decade plus long for me and the disappointment will kill me), our own South African (well my own at least) Neil Blomkamp will be at the wheel, at the same time Prometheus 2 is also looming with it’s exploration of the God like male architects who somehow create life in the absence of the feminine force (it’s all science and faith)…

I think that just at a peak you can understand when I say that this is my favourite movie, I have definitely given it too much time, I have watched these movies repeatedly over the years (so that anything starring the most underrated actress of our time,  Siguorney Weaver, gets watched as a result) – and yet, would it surprise you that movies like The Colour Purple and Fried Green Tomatoes (at the Whistle Stop Cafe) also reside among some of my favourite films? Clearly those are stories for another day…

I’ll leave with this… An image of a little boy, all alone, sitting cross legged, on his mommy’s bed, shivering from fear, in darkness except for the flashing screen before him, tranfixed by the moving pictures, as figures quickly move through the dark, a flash of light and noise, a scream from the television and immediately from him in reply, as the duvet flies, covering his entire little being, his heart beating fast, nightmares ahead… and yet… There’s stuff happening that he cannot see, he has to come out from under the protection of the duvet shield, okay I’ll just peak through and see, I think I’ll be okay, sounds like it’s safe, no one around to hear me scream… Aargh!!!

Cos, IN SPACE NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM…

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A Week of Music with Guitar Face

Well isn’t it just so funny – I am a member of a group called The Blog Tag (check them out on Facebook), this weeks blogging prompts have been aligned to the theme Music, today’s DS106 Daily Create is all about making a Guitar Face, and so my universe has aligned – as has this post, which is now on it’s second draft because I’ve only just now made the connection myself 🙂 – and it’s the perfect Daily Create to go with today’s Final Blog Tag weekly review:

So the aim was to take a guitar face photo, but I cannot just leave it at that apparently… Why would i wanna do that… So the question I pose to you now is, Do you know the movie? It’s wanna my favourites, I really need to watch these movies again…

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In review of the week’s Blog Tag Posts and activity, a week of posts related to prompts around the theme Music, let’s first look at the posts which were the product of said prompts and tasks:

MUSIC WEEK IN REVIEW


So MoMusicShow-1nday‘s prompt was to write about my favourite song/music and why I love it so much – I am a Pop Music Fan, a bit of a pop purist (and I have a strong belief that actually there while the music of Pop is considered to a large degree to be shallow and not worthy of even being considered as art.

The artists I like do approach their craft with seriously, have worked their craft and skills and most definitely consider every move they make, because they are by definition feeding into satisfying the most people aesthetically) and so I selected to not to focus on the genre in particular, but rather to focus on a specific moment and memory which involved me and my favourite genre (and one of my favourite musicians) which demonstrates the place MUSIC has in my life…

Read it Here…


Tuesday was a crazy day for me, and the prompt on this day requiredMusicShow-8 that we share our current playlist.

This is just a fun task, one you should try with your friends, or your colleagues, or your gym buddies, or your social media contacts! The fact of the matter is that music is so diverse and you can learn so much about people by the music they listen to…

I fancy myself quite a diverse connosieur of music with diverse taste in music, as music is definitely attached to the mood in play during the listening…

My Playlists tend to be quite a mixture, but when I listen, the accessing of emotion is fun for me, so I have no issue with the genre jumping that oft does occur…

See My Playlist here…


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On Wednesday I was given the opportunity to express myself on this blog with a poem – My first on this forum.

I love the creative energy that poems provide, I guess you could attest it to the reading I did as a child, which included the likes of Roald Dahl and Dr Seuss BUT the power of lyrics in the musical writing process have always been instrumental in my understanding of expression – I’m one of those people who learns the words of all the songs of the artists I like…

I really write poetry on the fly, it is most probably (and ironically) my most free flowing form of writing – I access it, I document it, I relase it and step away

The specifics of this prompt I felt had already been covered in my Monday post, but I still definitely engaged with the theme, and the poem became about the relationship we assign to exist between Music and our emotions…

Read the poem now:


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Well I can’t play – this was most probably the most difficult post for me, it’s not for a lack of want though…

I also happened to be ill on Thursday, so I almost didn’t write a post, but I was also committed to delivering a complete weeks contribution to The Blog Tag initiative – So, Yay for me! Flu didn’t get me down.

Will I ever learn to play an instrument? I hope so…  It’s something I have always wanted to do, and I admire people who can play instruments – for me, all that creative energy I have alwayd dabbled with is now being poured into this blogging thing – I hope those of you taking the time to read my blog are enjoying it 🙂

Read my Thursday Post here…


And Finally on Friday we answer a Q&A provided by The Blog Tag team which you can read right here

So Thank You for joining me this week on this journey of Me and Music!

 

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If I could play…

In my head I am the greatest musician – I’ve composed the most beautiful pieces and written the most inspirational and meaningful songs… In my head that is…

I have dabbled with piano, self taught without any technique, and without the necessary co-ord’s to actually do anything further with it…

(and let’s not forget the ADHD, we must never forget the ADHD)…

I once bought a guitar, it still looks good in it’s box… And the Harmonica I purchased was very silver and very shiny… I wonder where that got to?

As a father, I am going to make sure that my kids have a full life with well rounded opportunities, advantages and discipline that I never had access to for no other reason than circumstance, part of this includes a musical mastery. The ability to master an instrument is about so much more than just playing a ditty, the learning itself is wholly developmental and skilled, and contributes to an approach which extends well beyond the picking up of the instrument.

For me, at this stage of life, I’ll just use Garage Band on my iPad… I play good Garage Band 🙂

 

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DS106 Daily Create #tdc1605: #HungaryHippos

So, use a random name generator, choose two names from different countries, find a picture, and tell the story of the people in the picture…

I wanted two countries who had sharing borders as soon as I saw this picture. Hungary and Romania were the two best that would suit my scenario – as I wanted to have a conflict type border sharing scenario (although I don’t even know what the historical or current relationships between the two are). I struggled with this because I have good friends who are Hungarian and although we jokingly rib our mutual nationalities, I really didn’t know if this would be a declaration of war, a prequel to the Hungarian Spring (although I kinda suspected that it wouldn’t). But I had actually read an incredibly good and thought provoking blog post about being careful of what you put out in the social arena, so better safe than sorry.

I just so happened to be chatting to one of my Hungarian friends on FB during the creation, so I passed it by her humorously… and Hungary, she has approved the post on your behalf as one of your countrymen – take it up with her!

That said, this was also a good step in the creative process as I learned that the name I had selected was actually a girls name (so I put that piece of info to use), also, and this was just sugar on top of it all:

Did you know the Budapest Zoo is actually an exporter of hippos? It’s because the hippo pool is fed by an underground spring that is very good for fertility problems… So the hippos are rather fertile….

This is actually a thing!!! #HornyHungaryHippos

So now I think I may be psychic! This could actually be a true story! I wonder where next my powers will take me!

#HungaryHippo

 

 

Oh! And about that blog post I read earlier today… Definitely worth a read, check it out! at http://theblogtag.co.za/2016/05/31/your-online-persona/

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DS106 Daily Create #tdc1599: I doesn’t do feet…

I don’t do feet, that should be sufficient, no explanation required, but I’m sure I have something to say about it…

My Mrs wished I did do feet, but we are far enough into our relationship that she knows that if I even hint at the possibility of giving her a foot massage I’m either really sorry for what I’ve done, or if there is nothing that she knows about that I have to be sorry for, then there is something I’ve done that she’s about to find out about…

No, No, No, I don’t do feet, I can’t and I won’t, coz I don’t wanna – so as impressive as it may be that there are people drinking soda poured by feet, I ain’t the one doing the pouring, the drinking, or the caring…

And yes, I know that in the Fungus Amonstus challenge I did contribute some images of really gross feet, but you can blame google for that!

Oh Yeah, Quentin Tarantino, he does feet, he also makes movies (on a larger scale than this request perhaps, most of which I am actually a fan of), but he manages to sneak that appreciation into every movie he does… So, for those who appreciate feet, here’s a little Tarantino for you (and I haven’t watched it, so let me know) 😛

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Not my DS106 daily creation #tdc1598 Obviously Photoshopped

So… Today’s post is supposed to be about an “Obviously Photoshopped” photo, but I have decided instead to share a personal journey and struggle I have gone through and dealt with for the longest time…

It all started with a trip to Greece when I was a kid, the food there was soooo good. I don’t know what it is about another country and it’s cuisine that makes it so good, but it was, as I’ve already said (and may just say repeatedly without ever actually, adequately capturing the essence of the magnitude of its goodness), Oh so good, and since we returned I have chased that feeling of deliciousness. Sadly my awesome holiday had left a giant void in me I could not fill, and oh how I tried…

It’s been a long road of tears, food, split pants, more food, more tears, candy, pizza, ice-cream, chocolates, crisps, Akalwaya’s steak sandwiches, McDonald’s, you get the drift… A never ending spiral of soul devouring eating! It had eventually got so bad, that when I looked at my pet dog Colby I could see the cuts of steak which resided under his pelt, fattening him up as I waited for the Zombie Apocalypse which would result in the closing of convenience stores, restaurants and supermarkets so that I would, out of necessity only of course, have to do the unthinkable…

Thankfully for dear Colby, this all came to an end when I saw the topic of today’s daily create, and voila the moment of change hit and before I knew it, through belief, dedication and an appreciation of the little things (which I couldn’t previously bend down before to grasp), and within a day, I have managed to recreate myself, and you can too, all you need is a little belief…

…and maybe a little help from PhotoShop.

And just in case you need some additional motivation, here are some tips from one of South Africa’s home grown YouTube Superstars (and now a Comedy Central Africa Star), SuzelleDIY, with tips on How To Get Fit 

 

 

 

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