There are certain things in Iowa Life you can only experience at the Iowa State Fair. Having two strangers walk up to you on the grand concourse wanting to talk to you about Jesus is one of them. Josh and Cole are 2 exceptional youth from the Des Moines area that are ‘taking it to the streets’.
I might have been sitting next to the next President of the United States. That is John Habjan of the Constitutional Conservative Party getting ballot access signatures on petitions in order to be on the Iowa ballot for president! If you’re getting signatures in August, your chances might not be all that great… http://www.ccparty.us
For a photographer the highlight of the Fair is the photo competition in the cultural building. What the judges are thinking oftentimes is beyond me.
Sonya Finch of Grinnell had one of the Top 10 photos of the competition, and did she get ANYTHING? Nope. But several falling down barns got ribbons … . Judges.
The line to see the butter cow / butter Star Trek was already unreal before 9 am.
$6 for a corndog? I don’t think so. Take 50 % tax of zero, State of Iowa. $6 ? That’s way too close to a lot of peoples hourly wage of $7.25.
The State of Iowa hasn’t figured out (yet) how to charge for looking at the animals in the barn. Give them time.
[photos by DME]
If you were coming in the Fall,
I’d brush the Summer by
With half a smile, and half a spurn,
As Housewives do, a Fly.
If I could see you in a year,
I’d wind the months in balls—
And put them each in separate Drawers,
For fear the numbers fuse—
If only Centuries, delayed,
I’d count them on my Hand,
Subtracting, til my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman’s Land,
If certain, when this life was out—
That yours and mine, should be
I’d toss it yonder, like a Rind,
And take Eternity—
But, now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between,
It goads me, like the Goblin Bee—
That will not state— its sting.
(I think the air is better in the fall)
‘Calico Kid’ by DME
“There is no Cat-toy like a Mouse
To please me in my Play
Nor any Yarn-ball like a Bug
That strives to fly away—-
No rubber Bauble can delight
No lifeless string divert—
For where is Fun if none feels Fright
Or Joy if nothing’s hurt?”
Emily Dickinson’s cat
“next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims’ and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn’s early my
country ’tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?”
e e cummings
Good grief Michele Diane Brown, been living at the gym have we? Gun show! Talk about buff…
The Fleur Theater comes through once again, the only chance in central Iowa to see the indie of the year, Sing Street [A Dublin band whose name makes a play on their Synge Street School]. The story of the new kid at school Cosmo. Being smitten by the molten Raphina, he tells her he is in a non-existent band. Through a very entertaining series of events we see the need-based band he creates grow in music and image.
In real life Cosmo (Ferdia Walsh-Peelo) is a trained opera singer, even though other than this movie his bio is blank. The musicianship is great throughout the film. So is the femme fatale Lucy Boynton, her resume has more heft. Director John Carney did well casting the bandmates. About 15 minutes in you realize Hollywood could never have made this movie. It is original and creative to the core.
The latest examples of the sum total of Hollywood’s creativity, the remakes of The Exorcist and The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Yeah. Hollywood are like artists who keep painting the same picture time and again. No matter how great the Mona Lisa and Starry Night were, you need to move on. The craft kind of stops otherwise, doesn’t it? There’s no progression of the art. They are simply repeating what’s already been done.
The budget for Carney’s 2007 Once, was $200,000, the budget for this one couldn’t have been much more. Shot at a high school, a couple of houses, a couple of flats, the beach, what could that have cost?
In order to be good, a film either needs to have a great story, great cinematography or someone in the cast you care about. A great film has all 3 of these, and Sing Street did. One example of the cinematography was when they were coming home at night under this canopy of trees over the lane. Both leads were attractive. And the storyline of being true to oneself and realizing your dreams was a good one. This Irish film with no budget did something Hollywood could never be in a thousand years: creative.
Truth sounds like hate to those who hate truth.
Everything I don’t like must be banned. Everything I do like is a human right and must be paid for by you.
A LADY red upon the hill
Her annual secret keeps;
A lady white within the field
In placid lily sleeps!
The tidy breezes with their brooms
Sweep vale, and hill, and tree!
Prithee, my pretty housewives!
Who may expected he?
The neighbors do not yet suspect!
The woods exchange a smile—
Orchard, and buttercup, and bird—
In such a little while!
And yet how still the landscape stands,
How nonchalant the wood,
As if the resurrection
Were nothing very odd!