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Philadelphia museum showing glass bongs as high art. The museum’s directors say that this exhibit is less about potheads and more about allowing an underground community of artists to showcase their work without fear of being stigmatized or prosecuted.
I went to the Light City event in Baltimore on its second night, which fell on April Fool’s Day, but this event was definitely no joke. I wrote a previous post about that night where I wrote about what it was like to see my own animation, The March of Liberty, being shown on a giant screen at such a popular event like Light City while posting a reaction video I made. I’m finally getting around to sharing the rest of the photos. (I took a bunch of pictures that night so I ended up having to make decisions on which photos to use.)
I arrived before sunset because I wanted to find where the On Demand area was located. As you can see in the pictures, it was a very cloudy day.
I took a few pictures of Camden Yards when I was on my way to transferring from the Camden Yards light rail stop to the Charm City Circulator heading towards the Inner Harbor. Opening day would take place just a few days after I took these pictures.
Here’s a statue of Cal Ripken’s retired number.
Here’s a statue of famous baseball player Babe Ruth, who was born in Baltimore.
These painted baseballs on the sidewalk near the statue leads the way to the nearby Babe Ruth Museum.
The street banners proclaim that this year is the 25th anniversary of the day that the Baltimore Orioles began playing their home games at Camden Yards.
I ended up traveling way out to Pier 6 in the Inner Harbor. I took a few pictures while I was blundering around, starting with one of the Harborplace pavilions, which is currently undergoing remodeling and renovation.
Here is what one of the Light City art pieces looked like in broad daylight.
I walked past the Power Plant, where I noticed the guitar-themed railing that’s currently located outside of the Hard Rock Cafe.
Located opposite the Power Plant is a tropical-themed bar known as Dick’s Last Resort.
Some lights resembling birds roosting in trees outside of the Pier 5 Hotel.
A whimsical display that looks like something out of the film Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory outside of an office building.
McCormick & Schmick’s restaurant at its Pier 5 location.
Three umbrella-filled boats floating in Baltimore Harbor.
I decided that I needed to take a break so I found a bench where I ate my dinner. (It was a fried chicken dinner with thick fries and a roll that I purchased at a Royal Farms store located in Linthicum before I took the light rail into Baltimore.) While I was eating this immigration rights protest march had arrived at the Pier 5 area of the Inner Harbor and the protesters walked right past the bench where I was eating my dinner. I took the opportunity to take some pictures.
The marchers made their way to the Inner Harbor Lighthouse, which was being used as a display area for a Light City exhibit about immigrants. A post-march rally was held next to that exhibit.
I finally found the On Demand area. I took a photo of the sign.
I even took a closeup of the area of the sign where my name was printed.
Here’s a shot of the On Demand screen, which was showing another video, along with a glimpse of the backs of the adirondack chairs that were provided for people to sit in before sunset.
Here’s another shot of the On Demand screen, showing a different video, at night.
Like I wrote in a prior entry, I waited outside in the cold for over two hours until my film was finally shown. When it finally appeared I got very enthusiastic. I shot a short reaction video. I also shot stills of my film being on screen. Maybe I shot too many stills but it was such a rare opportunity to see my video being shown in a public venue like this that I felt like I had to document it from all angles (including some shots of people sitting in the chairs) so I can prove to other people that one of my videos was actually shown in public like this.
As for how the people who were there responded to my video, I wasn’t able to get any kind of an accurate gauge as to whether people liked it or not. I didn’t get any boos. But I also didn’t hear any cheers. I saw a few people sitting in chairs watching it when I was there. By the way, you can view that animation, The March of Liberty, right here.
After my film was shown, I left the On Demand area. I had sat in the cold for so long that my body felt stiff. I also had to start making a move towards the nearest light rail station so I can catch one of the last trains out of the city. I managed to take a few more pictures of the other Light City exhibits as I made my way back to the light rail station while wading my way through the massive crowds at the same time. (Yes, the second annual Light City was just as crowded as the first year was.)
Even a few Baltimore police officers blended in with Light City.
Here is one of the bar tents that were set up at the event. As you can see in the picture below, it drew a lot of people.
The last photo shows one of the Light City exhibits being reflected in the back of a bus stop terminal.
There were more to Light City that what I shot but between fatigue and trying to make the light rail, I wasn’t able to see it all. I had planned to making one return trip but the first night I had scheduled—which was two nights before the final night—rained very heavily. So I put it off until the following night, which was the night before the final night, only to have a very cold front with heavy winds replace that heavy rainstorm. I wasn’t able to make it the last night because I went to the annual Sakura Matsuri festival in Washington, DC and I really couldn’t physically handle two festivals on the same day.
I was driving through Mount Rainier, Maryland when I noticed a house located just a few doors away from ReCreative Spaces. Like most of the homes in Mount Rainier, this house is an older Victorian-style home with a picket fence. However, instead of this fence being painted white, this one is painted like the colors of a rainbow.
In addition, this rainbow fence also sports a sign indicating that everyone is welcomed in Spanish, English, and Arabic.
This house is an example of some of the subtle yet creative ways of resistance that has taken place since Donald Trump became president. Last week his second attempt to institute a second travel ban against Muslims from certain countries has been overturned by a federal judge. Of course he has banned Muslims from countries where he does not currently have any business ties.
But that’s not all, folks. Trump is also considering breaking up asylum-seeking families at the Mexican border on the rationale that it will “deter more movement.” That means that children can be separated from their parents.
I’m currently living in some dark times in the United States. At least that home in Mount Rainier is trying to do something that’s colorful yet still indicates that the occupants in that home are resisting the Trump Administration.
While I have been recuperating, there were two competing rallies regarding SB 1070 in Arizona. One side was protesting in downtown Phoenix, the other side was protesting near where my husband’s step-father lives in suburban Tempe. The downtown Phoenix featured the people who were against SB 1070 and in favor of immigration reform. Naturally the one in Tempe supported SB 1070 and were calling for the deportation of all illegal aliens.
I’m really pissed at that latter rally in Tempe. Ever since my recently deceased mother-in-law remarried and moved to Tempe, I’ve seen first-hand how the suburbanites there routinely hire illegals from Mexico to do the gardening, house painting, pool cleaning, and even child care. These people support SB 1070 while secretly hiring illegal aliens because they are too greedy and cheap to hire U.S. citizens. With U.S. citizens, you are generally required to pay the minimum wage and you also must adhere to laws regarding work hours, occupational safety, and health care—which is something you don’t have to do with illegal aliens. It’s much easier to intimidate an illegal to work longer hours for low pay and fewer benefits than a citizen because an illegal has fewer legal options.
If the suburbanites who were at the Tempe protest would stop hiring illegals, then this problem would go away in a short period of time because people in Mexico would be less likely to make a risky move if there were no jobs available for them. But they are too greedy and self-centered to do so because they want to have their cake and eat it too. And don’t give me that crap about "we need to hire illegals because they do very necessary jobs that U.S. citizens don’t want to do". Given the current high unemployment rate, I’m willing to bet that there are unemployed and underemployed U.S. citizens willing to do the so-called "jobs that U.S. citizens don’t want" that could be hired instead of illegals if it weren’t for the greed and selfishness of the job providers.
This morning I was so tired that I skipped going to the local Episcopalian church that my husband’s step-father belongs to so I could sleep more. The extra rest helped me enough that I was able to walk to the nearby community pool with my husband and do some brief swimming and a little bit of hot tubbing. By the early evening I felt well enough so I was able to go to my husband’s step-brother’s home with my husband and his step-father for a pleasant evening of dinner and conversation.
Unfortunately things took a turn for the worse totally out of the blue. As the three of us were leaving my brother-in-law’s home, my husband’s step-father suddenly fell right on his back on to the floor in the foyer. He was lying there for several minutes totally confused. We managed to get him to sit up only to find blood on the floor where his head was and he was also bleeding on my brother-in-law. At that moment we knew we had to get him to a hospital but he kept on saying "No, I’m fine." Well, my brother-in-law talked him into going to the hospital and he drove him there while my husband and I drove his car back to his house. As of this writing, we are there with my father-in-law’s dog, Jay-Jay, while waiting for word from the hospital. I really hope everything is okay because I really don’t need another sudden family tragedy just two months after my mother-in-law’s sudden death.
As of tomorrow my husband and I will be traveling to Arizona. I know we will be violating that boycott against the state because of its asinine new law that is encouraging police profiling of all Hispanic immigrants regardless of whether they are citizens or not (SB 1070) and its equally asinine newer law prohibiting public schools from teaching the history of non-white ethnic groups (HB 2281). If I had my choice, I would rather honor that boycott but my husband’s recently widowed step-father lives in the state as well as all four of his step-siblings. We are only flying out for the weekend to look in on my father-in-law and go over a few loose ends regarding my late mother-in-law’s estate. While we are there we will look in on my Mexican-American sister-in-law to see how she and her three children are faring since those horrible laws were passed.
If I happened to have any free time while I’m in Arizona, I’ll update this blog. Just keep in mind that if I do so, I won’t be as consistent or prolific as usual. If I end up not having any free time, then I’ll resume writing in this blog after we return and get over the jet lag.
Soon after creating the first t-shirt regarding the passage of the new Arizona law (SB 1070), my husband came up with the slogan for another t-shirt. I finally got around to creating a t-shirt around my husband’s idea after I read Sarah Palin’s idiotic quote from yesterday when she said "We’re all Arizonans now." Uh, no, Sarah, we are not all Arizonans. Or at least we are all NOT the white Arizonans who support the police questioning anyone whose skin is darker than caucasian skin and who also support the ban on public schools teaching any kind of ethnic studies class (especially the ones that focus on African Americans, Native Americans, and Latinos).
My husband came up with that slogan based on the "But it’s a dry heat" one that one can frequently find on t-shirts, shot glasses, and other stuff sold in Arizona souvenir shops.
You can now purchase that shirt in a variety of sizes, colors, and prices right here.
Happy May Day! Last May 1 I was attending a Craft Summit in Washington, DC that was put on by Hello Craft when a May Day demonstration just happened to march past the building where the bulk of the conference was held. The demonstrators were in favor of immigrants’ rights and immigration reform. I pulled my portable Insignia video camera out of my purse and shot the march as it passed by.
Since that time, Arizona has passed the most restrictive immigration bill in the country (SB 1070) and it has caused a major uproar. In fact, I heard on the news today that there will be even larger immigration rallies in cities across the country today (including Washington, DC). If it weren’t for the fact that I already have plans to attend a party at a friend’s house today, I would be in DC with the protestors. There are times when I am worried about my Mexican-American sister-in-law, who lives in Phoenix and is at risk for police harassment despite the fact that she is an American citizen and has absolutely NOTHING to do with those Mexican drug gangs who have been slipping into Arizona and kidnapping people in places like Phoenix and Tucson (and whose activities have spurned this harsh law).
I’ve just opened a new store on Zazzle.com. Unlike my Etsy shop, which deals with handmade goods made in very limited runs of 10 or less, my Zazzle shop will deal with items printed in large batches that I really can’t handle myself.
So far I only have the following design available but the shirts are available in a variety of sizes, colors, and prices. You can buy this shirt right here.
I support this effort on behalf of my Mexican-American sister-in-law and her three children who live in Phoenix (and are all American citizens) not because I am a fan of the Baltimore Orioles and Washington Nationals. I found out about this on Twitter and here’s the original message.
@EileenLeft We’re starting a campaign for MLB to boycott 1 game in AZ due to new racist, hate mongering law! Hashtag is #AZMLBB JOIN US!
The bitch has signed that bill into law so the police in Arizona now have the right to harass anyone–both citizens and noncitizens–simply because they look Hispanic. My Mexican-American sister-in-law and her three children (two of them adolescent boys) are now sitting ducks for police harassment and it will all be legal.
When I first heard about this bill, I immediately began to remember the stories I heard about the Third Reich. When Hitler first issued his anti-Semetic laws, the authorities were empowered to harass anyone who was Jewish or who even looked remotely Jewish and it was all legal. Well, I was watching Rachel Maddow on MSNBC last night when I saw this story about the lawmaker who sponsored that bill is a Republican lawmaker who forwarded articles written by white supremacists to his supporters via e-mail then attended an anti-immigration rally where he was pictured with a J.T. Reddy, a noted white supremacist.
So a Republican lawmaker with ties to white supremacists have sponsored the bill that empowered the police to do the same thing to Hispanics what the SS did to the Jews during the early days of the Third Reich–harass them.
Of course the Third Reich didn’t stop with just harassing Jews. They came up with concentration camps, where millions of them were slaughtered. If this bill is allowed to stand in Arizona, will that same Republican lawmaker with ties to white supremacists sponsor a bill authorizing the creation of concetration camps in the desert? After all, why stop with harassing Hispanics when the authorities can come up with a Final Solution and get rid of them once and for all?
I hope the Federal Government intervenes in this and overrules Arizona because this bill is totally draconian.