Friday, October 21, 2011
Heaven in Sound - An Ending (Ascent)
One of my favorite music genres is that first coined by Brian Eno as ambient music. Indeed there is none other luminary in that genre brighter than Eno who did not invent it but arguably popularized it and helped bring it into the fold of electronica music. His most beautiful and perhaps most famous piece or as he called them, "treatments", is "An Ending (Ascent)" from his 1983 studio album Apollo: Atmospheres and Soundtracks. To me this "treatment" comes closer to Heaven on Earth than any intentionally organized grouping of sounds I have ever heard to this point in my life. Upon hearing it I always am overwhelmed with such a complex rush of emotions from euphoria to melancholy, afterglow to loneliness, inspiration to desolation. Watch it and tell me what you think?
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Dr. J. Vernon McGee Was My Grandfather
This is not a biography of my late maternal grandfather for which there is a good one on the Thru The Bible Radio website as well as a good one on Wikipedia. This is not my own life story (for which the following isn't even a complete outline) nor is it my testimony which is something I plan to share here at some point in the future. What this is for me is a public embracing of something with which I have had an uneasy relationship with all my life and thus have most often not embraced by not even acknowledging it to others.
Let me make one thing perfectly clear: I dearly love Grandpa McGee and I miss him terribly. I probably miss the version of him I never met that lived before I lived and was dead before I was born more than the version of him that he had become by the time I arrived on the scene. I was 18 and in my senior year at Atascadero High School when he died at age 84 in Templeton, California. He fathered my mother Lynda when he was about my age now (40ish) which made him a father who was old enough to be a grandfather and later a grandfather old enough to be a great-grandfather. Consequently, I did not have him in my life for as many years as most people get to have their grandfather who lives to be 84 years old.
Living under the shadow of a great man, and Grandpa McGee was a great man I can assure you, is never easy for anybody. Certainly his over-sized personality and life overwhelmed my personality and life. Like all great men he was very complex. Those who think they knew him in most cases did not. He had two distinct personalities, his public persona whom his listeners came to believe they knew and his private personality his family knew which was his true self. He possessed a great many internal contradictions which created tension between these two versions of himself. That tension never found resolution during his natural life.
As a young male human being growing up and later coming of age and trying to make sense of it all and just simply trying to fit in at a time when fitting in is a foremost social imperative I found the drama that being the eldest grandson of Dr. J. Vernon McGee engendered was oft disruptive to life and on some occasions even a bit overwhelming. That situation continued into my early adulthood and became conflated with my own mental-emotional-spiritual issues which lead directly to my present condition and status in life.
For much of my adulthood I would have given anything to have experienced a normal life growing up and thus one would think, a more normal adulthood. Given I had no other frame of reference with which to compare my life being Dr. J. Vernon McGee's grandson in some respects it often seemed somewhat normal even while clearly even back then being anything but normal.
Being the grandson of Dr. J. Vernon McGee afforded a modest share of material comfort. For example, grandpa was generous at Christmas and for our birthdays and we often ate out at nice restaurants. Also I grew up in a middle-class Atascadero home that was payed for by Grandpa McGee. My childhood was physically comfortable while otherwise less so.
Although Grandpa McGee lived comfortably he was hardly a wealthy man by the standard of way too many of his contemporaries and even more so those who have come after him. After he died his trust left me enough money to pay for college outright which was quite generous. However, there were no grotesque sums of money accrued through his book royalties and no money personally gained through his ministry (Thru The Bible Radio) as grandpa was not driven by the love of money nor was he ethically-challenged as seems to be the industry standard for "men of God" (particularly those utilizing electronic media) in the modern era.
I experienced my own internal conflict growing up in Grandpa McGee's shadow. Part of this conflict was the sense of while loving grandpa dearly and he being my favorite grandpa I nonetheless felt trapped when talking to his fans who always seemed to tell me how lucky I was to have that legacy. These well-meaning people had no idea what they were talking about given the complexity of that "legacy" which was loaded with positives and negatives. Grandpa McGee was not always easy to be around (he was moody and self-absorbed at times) and I did not always get along with him even though he was often a lot of fun to be around, too, because he was also playful and funny and charming and highly intelligent. Another part of my own internal conflict was the sense that everybody expected me to follow Grandpa McGee into the ministry which idea I eschewed.
Like Grandpa McGee, I have always possessed my own set of internal contradictions. My entire life I have always been a free spirit and a highly socialized loner with many acquaintances but few close friends which is one of my own internal contradictions: I'm an introverted extrovert (or rather an extroverted introvert). To a fault I have always preferred to follow my own path. Part of this was driven by my own stubbornness. However, part of it was out of necessity as I struggled alone with mental illness for the better part of 20 years starting in my senior year of high school when the sum of everything in my life to that point, to wit, my dad dying and other family turmoil (of which Grandpa McGee was a central element) overwhelmed me and crushed me. This was possible because I was not walking in unity with God and He used mental illness to discipline and transform me in pretty much the same way He did with King Nebuchadnezzar.
I am now dangerously sane and yet to my somewhat surprise I have discovered that the world seems to have gone utterly mad (or was it already?) while I was away (in a manner of speaking). God and Time healed me after years of reading and self-educating and journeying and searching a lonely path. That path has by way of a number of twists and turns led to where I am sitting this very moment in Paso Robles, CA, in my modest home where I live simply but comfortably while I make ends meet while underemployed following the demise of my small business in this moribund economy. I am now going back to school attending classes at Cuesta College where I am maintaining a 4.0 G.P.A. I am working on my general education there with the intention of transferring to a university sometime in the next few years. My current direction is Emergency Management but that could change if God directs because I'm through making my own decisions and am now simply following God's appointed path for me.
I am now starting over in life in my early 40's. For the first time in my life I am happy and have found peace. I have also thoroughly come to terms with Grandpa McGee and forgiven him and forgiven myself just as God has forgiven both of us. I am now able to embrace that legacy and can even see some of him embedded and encoded within me and my personality and am thus honored.
Other posts on Granpa McGee:
Dr. J. Vernon McGee's LA Times Obituary
A Marathon of Loss
Top Ten J.V. McGee Things You Probably Didn't Know
Let me make one thing perfectly clear: I dearly love Grandpa McGee and I miss him terribly. I probably miss the version of him I never met that lived before I lived and was dead before I was born more than the version of him that he had become by the time I arrived on the scene. I was 18 and in my senior year at Atascadero High School when he died at age 84 in Templeton, California. He fathered my mother Lynda when he was about my age now (40ish) which made him a father who was old enough to be a grandfather and later a grandfather old enough to be a great-grandfather. Consequently, I did not have him in my life for as many years as most people get to have their grandfather who lives to be 84 years old.
Living under the shadow of a great man, and Grandpa McGee was a great man I can assure you, is never easy for anybody. Certainly his over-sized personality and life overwhelmed my personality and life. Like all great men he was very complex. Those who think they knew him in most cases did not. He had two distinct personalities, his public persona whom his listeners came to believe they knew and his private personality his family knew which was his true self. He possessed a great many internal contradictions which created tension between these two versions of himself. That tension never found resolution during his natural life.
As a young male human being growing up and later coming of age and trying to make sense of it all and just simply trying to fit in at a time when fitting in is a foremost social imperative I found the drama that being the eldest grandson of Dr. J. Vernon McGee engendered was oft disruptive to life and on some occasions even a bit overwhelming. That situation continued into my early adulthood and became conflated with my own mental-emotional-spiritual issues which lead directly to my present condition and status in life.
For much of my adulthood I would have given anything to have experienced a normal life growing up and thus one would think, a more normal adulthood. Given I had no other frame of reference with which to compare my life being Dr. J. Vernon McGee's grandson in some respects it often seemed somewhat normal even while clearly even back then being anything but normal.
Being the grandson of Dr. J. Vernon McGee afforded a modest share of material comfort. For example, grandpa was generous at Christmas and for our birthdays and we often ate out at nice restaurants. Also I grew up in a middle-class Atascadero home that was payed for by Grandpa McGee. My childhood was physically comfortable while otherwise less so.
Although Grandpa McGee lived comfortably he was hardly a wealthy man by the standard of way too many of his contemporaries and even more so those who have come after him. After he died his trust left me enough money to pay for college outright which was quite generous. However, there were no grotesque sums of money accrued through his book royalties and no money personally gained through his ministry (Thru The Bible Radio) as grandpa was not driven by the love of money nor was he ethically-challenged as seems to be the industry standard for "men of God" (particularly those utilizing electronic media) in the modern era.
I experienced my own internal conflict growing up in Grandpa McGee's shadow. Part of this conflict was the sense of while loving grandpa dearly and he being my favorite grandpa I nonetheless felt trapped when talking to his fans who always seemed to tell me how lucky I was to have that legacy. These well-meaning people had no idea what they were talking about given the complexity of that "legacy" which was loaded with positives and negatives. Grandpa McGee was not always easy to be around (he was moody and self-absorbed at times) and I did not always get along with him even though he was often a lot of fun to be around, too, because he was also playful and funny and charming and highly intelligent. Another part of my own internal conflict was the sense that everybody expected me to follow Grandpa McGee into the ministry which idea I eschewed.
Like Grandpa McGee, I have always possessed my own set of internal contradictions. My entire life I have always been a free spirit and a highly socialized loner with many acquaintances but few close friends which is one of my own internal contradictions: I'm an introverted extrovert (or rather an extroverted introvert). To a fault I have always preferred to follow my own path. Part of this was driven by my own stubbornness. However, part of it was out of necessity as I struggled alone with mental illness for the better part of 20 years starting in my senior year of high school when the sum of everything in my life to that point, to wit, my dad dying and other family turmoil (of which Grandpa McGee was a central element) overwhelmed me and crushed me. This was possible because I was not walking in unity with God and He used mental illness to discipline and transform me in pretty much the same way He did with King Nebuchadnezzar.
I am now dangerously sane and yet to my somewhat surprise I have discovered that the world seems to have gone utterly mad (or was it already?) while I was away (in a manner of speaking). God and Time healed me after years of reading and self-educating and journeying and searching a lonely path. That path has by way of a number of twists and turns led to where I am sitting this very moment in Paso Robles, CA, in my modest home where I live simply but comfortably while I make ends meet while underemployed following the demise of my small business in this moribund economy. I am now going back to school attending classes at Cuesta College where I am maintaining a 4.0 G.P.A. I am working on my general education there with the intention of transferring to a university sometime in the next few years. My current direction is Emergency Management but that could change if God directs because I'm through making my own decisions and am now simply following God's appointed path for me.
I am now starting over in life in my early 40's. For the first time in my life I am happy and have found peace. I have also thoroughly come to terms with Grandpa McGee and forgiven him and forgiven myself just as God has forgiven both of us. I am now able to embrace that legacy and can even see some of him embedded and encoded within me and my personality and am thus honored.
Other posts on Granpa McGee:
Dr. J. Vernon McGee's LA Times Obituary
A Marathon of Loss
Top Ten J.V. McGee Things You Probably Didn't Know
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Winterlove - Musical Score To My Life
In a previous blog post I shared what I feel would be the soundtrack to my soul if souls possessed soundtracks. On a similar note below is what I feel would be the perfect musical score to my life if my life possessed a musical score. The piece is entitled "Winterlove" and was created and produced by DJ Taucher of Germany.This musical piece perfectly embodies in musical elements my journey to date.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Picture of the Day - Libyan Desert Glass Octopus
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| Octopus carving made of Libyan Desert Glass by Ronald Stevens. Photo by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved). |
Monday, October 17, 2011
Picture of the Day - The Crystal Skull
A rock crystal quartz carved skull from Brazil accented with an amethyst heart and two rock crystal quartz vogels as seen in the Rocks & Relics booth last weekend at the 10th Annual Autumn Cayucos Gem & Mineral Show at the Cayucos Vets Hall.
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| Photo by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved) |
Sunday, October 16, 2011
10th Annual Autumn Cayucos Gem & Mineral Show - Day Three
Today wrapped up the San Luis Obispo Gem & Mineral Club's 10th Annual Autumn Cayucos Gem & Mineral Show at the Cayucos Vet's Hall. Due to Diana March Enscoe showing up at the crack of dawn this morning after doing a one-day event in Pasadena, CA, yesterday I had to be at the venue before dawn to assist she and her husband Max get settled into their booth. Their booth space was Leslie Nelson's Raea Jewelry booth space yesterday. Leslie used it for just the day Saturday with the full knowledge she would have to move to a second spot at the end of the day which she did with help from our club members.
Shortly after arriving and taking care of that bit of show business I walked down to the end of the Cayucos Pier which is next door to the show venue. I did so in order that I might capture some images of the dawn twilight and tranquility. The following images were taken throughout the day in the order they are shown. The first part of this photo set was taken right at dawn this morning. The other outdoor photos were taken after the coastal stratus clouds burned off and the day perfectly demonstrated why October is the best month to come visit the Central Coast of California.
All photos by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved)
Catch the Day One Action.
Catch the Day Two Action.
Shortly after arriving and taking care of that bit of show business I walked down to the end of the Cayucos Pier which is next door to the show venue. I did so in order that I might capture some images of the dawn twilight and tranquility. The following images were taken throughout the day in the order they are shown. The first part of this photo set was taken right at dawn this morning. The other outdoor photos were taken after the coastal stratus clouds burned off and the day perfectly demonstrated why October is the best month to come visit the Central Coast of California.
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| Morro Rock in the distance |
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| Cayucos, CA |
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| Cayucos at left and Morro Bay at right in the distance. |
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| Cayucos, CA |
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| The ocean was dreamily surreal... even the waves. |
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| Cayucos Vet's Hall |
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| Cayucos Antiques & Collectibles Street Fair |
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| The quiet before the show storm. |
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| Diana and Max at the Jewels of the Earth by Diana booth. |
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| Leslie Nelson in her new digs |
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| Sue always smiles.... even after she's been visited by a shoplifter. |
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| Rocks & Relics booth primed and ready to go. |
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| Kirk Brock's Rock Solid Jade booth awaiting the start of the second day. |
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| Cayucos Vet's Hall |
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| Cayucos Pier |
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| The morning dawned into a brilliant day upon an empty beach. |
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| Cayucos Vet's Hall |
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| Cayucos Antiques & Collectibles Street Fair |
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| Our sandwich board sign out in the street by the Antique Street Fair. |
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| Jess' Morro Bay Farms BBQ & Catering always works our Santa Maria-style pit. |
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| Dave Rockin' in his Relic's booth |
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| All the jade guys in our show (Kirk Brock, Mike Lyons, and the Brothers Gowdy) |
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| The Jewels of the Earth by Diana booth keeps looking better and better each year. |
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| Ron "Ron-Ron" Steven's Libyan Desert Glass octopus carving |
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| Mike Lyon's Jade Cove booth |
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| Some of the Rocks & Relics bead treasure trove - those are beryls and spodumenes |
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| One of Dave's quartz crystal points |
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| The view outside the front door of the show today - that's Morro Rock at center. |
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| Breakin' it down at the end. |
All photos by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved)
Catch the Day One Action.
Catch the Day Two Action.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
10th Annual Autumn Cayucos Gem & Mineral Show - Day Two
Today was the first official day of the San Luis Obispo Gem & Mineral Club's 10th Annual Autumn Cayucos Gem & Mineral Show at the Veteran's Hall in Cayucos, CA. Effectively, it was the second day of the show as the dealers have already been at the show a day in order to get their booths set up with many of them fresh off doing the Big Sur Jade Festival the weekend before. The following images were captured today with the first set of images being the show itself. Given how beautiful it was again today I could not resist taking some images from the adjacent Cayucos Pier and adjacent Estero Bay area.
All photos by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved)
Catch the Day One Action.
Catch the Day Three Action.
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| David Richter in his Rocks & Relics booth |
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| Mike Lyon's Jade Cove booth |
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| Shasta Palmer in the Earth Art Gem & Jewelry booth. |
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| Richard and Cheyl Sittinger in their WonderWorks booth. |
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| Josie in her Jewelry by Josie booth. |
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| Janice Robertson in Gary's Jewelry & Lapidary Supplies booth |
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| Sonia Delons in her booth |
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| Keith Olivas in his The Art of Jewelry booth |
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| Leslie Nielson in the Raea Jewelry booth in her inaugural appearance |
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| The Brothers Gowdy, Daniel and Gary in the Gowdy's Big Sur Jade booth |
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| Steve Shears made a welcome appearance in Dave's booth |
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| Past SLOGMC president Bob Burless honored us with his presence. |
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| SLOGMC secretary Lynette Bayless and past-president Dan "The Man" Manion |
All photos by Kim Patrick Noyes (all rights reserved)
Catch the Day One Action.
Catch the Day Three Action.
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