Thursday, April 12, 2007

I've Been Banned

You know that you have arrived when, by merely being who you are, you offend.

A friend of mine who is currently traveling over seas sent me an image today that put an odd smile on my face. Apparently, he tried to access my website while in the Dubai International Airport and the page was blocked.
Now, what is interesting is that I examined the captured image that my friend sent me which included the web browser frame and the URL. He wasn't trying to view any of the pictures on the web site - they might contain some questionable images, and that would make sense to block the site if they violated Islamic Law. But, no. The only thing on the web page that he was trying to access was a music file. That is the only thing on the page. And it is instrumental music - no possibility of the lyric being offensive. Go figure.

I suppose the real beauty is that I've told several of my friends so far and all of them have said, "Congratualtions! I'm so proud of you!" I feel...I feel so...so important!

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

And Then There Was MUSIC


It's happening, folks! I'm working at getting my music out to the world!

My album, Starlight and Darkness is done and soon it will be available on iTunes, eMusic and Rhapsody. With all of its flaws, and it is flawed, I'm really proud of it. It flows nicely and it has some integrity. So much "New Age" music is so synthetic. It sounds so completely programmed and antiseptic that it's difficult to believe that humans made it. That in mind, I found myself not getting too concerned when a glitch shows up here or there, or that the recording isn't always pristine. I'd like to think that there is a "real" sound to the recording.

I've set up a MySpace site for my music - you can preview two of the songs from the album there plus two musical sketches that may show up in some form on a future recording.

While I'm at it, I need to thank two people that mean a lot to me and helped me along in the process - Jeff Wheeler, who helped with re-engineering the track Fluid Metal and also kept me on course. And then there's Andre-Eric Letourneau - the man who steered me toward this project and inspired me. To them and all my other friends, I say Thank You!


Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Eat This In Remembrance Of Me (...then brush your teeth!)

Do you remember the artist Cosmio Cavallaro? He's the guy that covered a motel room with melted cheese. Not an action that I personally understand or relate to, but that's fine. I can respect without understanding. Well, Mr. Cavallaro has presented the public with a life sized, anatomically accurate sculpture of Jesus, the human manifestation of the Christian deity, also referred to as "the Son of God" and "Jesus Christ," and recognized by Christians as the Messiah prophesied by the ancient Jewish seers. Follow any of the links in this blog to check out the sculpture.

Now, from an aesthetic point of view, I find the "My Sweet Lord" sculpture far more satisfying than cheese covered architecture. The form of the sculpture seems (from the pictures at least) to be quite elegant and is by no means disrespectful. For some reason, though, many are taking offense at the idea that it is made of chocolate.

What? How can people be offended by a representation of Jesus made from a substance that is loved, revered and consumed by so many of us! They say it is disrespectful. And I do not understand that.

So, we get into some art theory here. Mr. Cavallaro seems to have succeeded in getting many slow witted Americans to consider an issue that would have either bored them or zoomed right past them if addressed in a more theoretical way, and that is the impact and validity of conceptual art. An art form that depends on the idea as much as the execution or artifacts that remain after the art has taken place. In this case, it is not the artist's ability to create a likeness or to elicit an emotional response via shape, form, texture, color, but to pull that response from the idea of the materials used to create it.

So, to those who are offended, perhaps it is the idea that there is a depiction of their deity created out of a sweet and desirable treat that, in recent months, has been shown to have positive effects on human health in the form of antioxidants. Sheesh! Talk about hard to please!!!

What really confuses me, though, is the reactions of those interviewed about the sculpture. They were largely offended by the idea that it was made of chocolate, which I've commented on, but many felt it necessary to say to the interviewer that they wouldn't eat any of the chocolate.

The wouldn't eat the chocolate. Hmmm... Now, I know that from time to time, when looking at a painting by Renoir that I am tempted to go up and lick the surface because his reds look like cherry and strawberry candy and the greens and blues are most definitely spearmint and peppermint, but this is something completely different. These are people who worship a god that manifested itself as a human male, who was said to have lived as a human with all of the ups and downs, but maintained his divinity and, through some machination of logic determined that his own death would "atone for the sins of mankind."

Yikes.

What is more is that he, before he arranged his own arrest, for which, by the way, his associate, assistant and confidant was, until recently, blamed for betrayal and marked as a traitor rather than the faithful and strong servant that he was; this Jesus Christ, before he was taken away to be executed, he instituted a ritual, a sacrament, if you will, of symbolic cannibalism. He broke bread and told his followers that it was his body. He passed a cup of wine and told them that it was his blood. He told them to eat and drink in order to remember him. Some of the Christian sects out there actually believe in this thing called transubstantiation - this notion that after the bread and wine are blessed by the appropriate holy man, the bread actually turns into flesh and the wine actually turns into blood. And these Christians consume it. They eat their God! Except, of course, when their God is represented in chocolaty sweet goodness.

This is just insane.

So, I tip my hat to you, Cosimo Cavallaro! You've ruffled some feathers, sure, but you've focused some attention on our human foibles - and that is commendable.

....and then there is the giant Barack Obama Jesus with the neon halo.....


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