Friday, February 28, 2020

Brava!


This week, I am delighted to present a fresh, new look for my blog featuring a drawing by my dear friend, Bernie Lyon. 


I asked Bernie if she would be interested in creating an image to replace the one she did of my darling Riley and me in 2011 — which is when I first started writing the blog. Happily, she accepted the assignment, because I am thrilled with the drawing.

It illustrates where I am now — in my "Brave Neuf World" — enjoying retirement on beautiful Vancouver Island, out walking, meeting new folks, absorbing nature. 

Bernie says that it illustrates what my blog is all about — that I notice little details (note my binoculars!) So, she has zeroed in on my subtitle: "Field Notes from Life's Little Moments." It's me — like a bird watcher, observing my world and the characters in it — noting what is going on all around — reacting to the more arcane, mundane, goofy, extraordinary things that life throws our way. But, B, my friend, I'd like to remind you that I learned a great degree of that from you!

Bernie and I first intersected in the early 80s, at a moment when she was teaching Continuing Ed courses at Langara College in Vancouver and I was hoping to revive a dormant pastime. Bernie's great gift as a teacher and an artist is her ability to see — and showing her students how to do that as well — not merely just to look at a subject, but truly see the line, the form, the nugget of what is there — and translate it with freedom, humour, joy, and ultimately, love. I have come to believe since then that the true purpose of art is to make us see — within or without — and if not always joyfully, always to stop and observe. 

A few years later, when I was an instructor in the design program at Kwanten College, (now Kwanten Polytechnic University) I recommended Bernie when a spot came up for someone to teach drawing. We had such a blast teaching together — creating mischief — devising all kinds of creative projects for our students — and for ourselves. She is brilliant at constructing conceptual elements for events, parties, gifts, and costumes. When I left Kwanten for other horizons, Bernie themed my going-away bash as "Lesley"s Diner," with a giant "neon" banner and a proper diner apron with a pocket for a waitress's order pad and pencil that she made for me — and which I still have. 

Bernie's illustrations of her beloved hometown of Vancouver have tickled me tremendously over the years. She is so precise in creating gesture and character in exquisite detail and with such an economy of meaningful line that you have to smile at how articulate she's been at drawing familiar places and people.

Bernie says that she has always loved black and white drawings, even as a kid poring over children's books containing 19th century ink drawings and etchings, and longing to create those worlds herself. After Vancouver Art School, she went on to become a courtroom sketch artist for television news, and began to illustrate for Vancouver magazine. Her work has been featured in numerous magazines, several books, and local newspapers, and she has taught for many years. Bernie is retired, cultivates an amazing garden, volunteers with a kids' discovery program at Van Dusen Gardens, takes interesting courses at Simon Fraser University, and now draws only for pleasure, still loving black and white line work.

She and I have kept up a faithful, lively — and highly detailed — email correspondence for more than 20 years. 

For your friendship and for this wonderful drawing — thank you, Bernie!






Thursday, February 6, 2020

Be Kind. Rewind.


Among our friends of a certain age, we discuss only two topics: "What are your illnesses/aches/pains?" and, "What are you watching on Netflix?" 

Of course, "Netflix" is Boomer Code for an astonishing array of internet and cable viewing services. There's Crave, Hulu, Amazon Prime, Acorn, BritBox, Showcase, HBO, Apple TV, Fire TV, YouTube, Global, and in Canada, we have CBC Gem, and CTV's five new streaming channels, as well as Netflix, plus a dizzying number of options on basic cable and On Demand. 

We use the short hand "Netflix" because we have no clue what to call the rest of it. Channels? Apps? Platforms? Subscription Models? VOD? It's all Netflix to us. 

I think we can be forgiven confusion over technical vocabulary. I started out my viewing career as a 1950s vintage kid with a 12-inch, black and white television set that needed a half hour to warm up, rabbit ears wrapped in tin foil, an on-off dial that you had to get up out of your chair to use, a test pattern, a manual channel changer, but only one channel, the good old CBC (everything else was "snow") which went off the air at 9 pm, after "God Save the Queen" played, and the image disappeared into a single blue dot centre-screen. The family would gather for Hockey Night in Canada, Don Messer's Jubilee, Our Pet, Juliette, Wayne and Schuster, and Front Page Challenge. I adored my favorite kids shows: The Friendly Giant and Chez Hélène. My friend's folks up the street put an aerial on their roof so they could get THREE American channels from North Dakota. Ed Sullivan!!! And Bonanza! OMG! I was so envious! I pressure my parents to allow these wonders into our home.

Years later, as young adults, our weekend trips to the neighbourhood Video Store seemed unimaginably high-tech. Browsing the aisles for first-run movies to rent, mostly already snagged up by other early-bird renters, we would eventually land on a mutually agreeable film to take home. A Saturday night stay-at-home date with popcorn and Coke. We certainly took those warnings about late returns penalties and not rewinding seriously, didn't we? A rental might be all of $9.99. But a lost tape? Oh, my heavens! It could cost you up to $99.99!

We really thought The Future had arrived when we figured out how to record a regular TV program on our VCR. We've come a long way since then, for sure. But even those of us who actually know how to use PVR to record cable network programming betray our age with phrases like, "Did you TAPE our show, honey?" 

Currently we subscribe to several streaming options with listings in the millions. And we're still desperately searching for something to watch. We've worked our way through a number of the popular series, and we're in the middle of others. The problem is, unless we binge-watch this stuff, we can't remember where we last saw something we're only half way through. Or even the show's title.

"Do you remember?" "Heck, no. Do you?" "Was it Prime? Or Apple?" "No idea." "Maybe it was Acorn." "What was it called?" "Not sure." "It was that one from Australia." "No, it was Irish." "Oh, yeah, maybe." "That one with the young woman lawyer." "Do a search." "Acorn doesn't have search." "Well, then I don't know." "Google it."

So, we're off to the races, wrangling our three remotes, searching vast menus for where we left off with some show or other. "Have we watched Episode 6 yet? Or are we at 7?" "I don't know. Read the synopsis." "I did. No help." 

Mostly we stumble across shows by accident. "Look! I found "Vera - Season 9!"

We share text messages with friends to recommend viewing. We chat for hours with other couples over dinner, "Ooooh! We have a good one for you! You know which one, honey, don't you? That show we watched on the weekend, with the guy, and the murders, you know, in northern Scotland, and it's really bleak, and we need Closed Captioning?" "Sounds good. Is it on Netflix?" "Dunno." 

Never mind that all these subscription services are costing us an arm and a leg. We'll need to take out a second mortgage or else our pensions will run out by the time we're 80. Someone (younger) suggested that we subscribe, watch what we want to see, and then unsubscribe. Easier said than done, unless you have the patience of a statue, because you have to CALL somebody to do it. The "hold music" alone will make your ears bleed. 

This Boomer's head is about to explode. 

I think I'll go and rewind. Or is it unwind? Watch the fireplace channel maybe. That's soothing. It will tide me over until tonight when the search will be on once again, "What's New on Netflix." 


Now, which remote do we use?