MY BLOG; MY DO-OVER by (me!) sandra, tvgp
if, like me, you can't fall asleep without going over the day's conversations and realizing in what places you messed up
then, like me, you have yet another reason to cherish your blog
because your blog can be your do-over. you don't have to wish, or hope, or pray
you just have to blog.
let me provide some examples:
a long time ago, i was in the company of one of those ivory tower princeton/harvard graduate types discussing our mutual passion, writing
when the ivory guy asks me if i know [plug in some famous writer in history that all ivory grads know here]
and i answered honestly, as is my nature, "no."
and that's when the ivory guy looks at me like
like, well,
how can you even call yourself a writer then, and he says with a great bit of snobby attitude,
"you don't want to tell
me that!"
/oh gosh... stop me if i've written this story before?
anyway
in the moment i responded politely, as is my nature
but!
since i have this blog and i can create my very own do-over, why then, i'm going to take just a moment to apologize to God for my language
because what i should have said was
"why? who the f#& do you think you are?"
and i realize
realized a long time ago -my audience
my audience is not scholars or college graduates or famous writers. my audience is young, lost, insecure, mass-media/culturally brain-washed, struggling, authentic, average but hopeful people like me
more heart than brain.
more curious than knowledgable.
out to
express vs.
impress -know what i mean?
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do-over #2
much more recent -in answering the question, "when are you going to start making money for yourself?"
-this vs. raising money for others, like the tri valley haven.
and it perhaps seems odd to some people, that i'm raising money for others while i myself play the beat the overdraft charge game with my bank
but especially in regard to something like our upcoming exhibit/fundraiser diapers to diapers
i went in knowing this:
money. and more specifically -profit-seeking, can really interfer with certain creative manifestations.
with something like this, how can you possibly decide who gets what? it was my idea, but monica took the picture... we both found models... she/others helped with equipment, i helped with t-shirts/location, she helped with underwear/graphic design..., sponsor helped... there are 9 different models/families.. there is arzo giving us space, a band providing live music, a chef providing appetizers...
it seem to me from the very start, if we could remove ourselves from wanting to make money, and instead let the whole thing serve as a fundraiser for the tri valley haven -no one participating would be let down or would feel taken advantage of
instead everyone would be volunteering their time/talent/resources for a great cause, and this created a completely
level playing field, as they say, for all participants
and i'm not guessing, but know, that this was the correct decision for this particular creative project.
to the extent it brings publicity/attention to monica dawn as a remarkable, up and coming photographer
or myself as an artist, or anyone of the volunteers for anything
this to me is a win/win.
i want to pause here to recommend it -fundraising for a cause you respect/love/feel passionate about.
the benefits are layered
the most important to me, is the one i mentioned above -when you are working with an all volunteer team, and no
one individual stands to gain more than another, but rather everyone is serving a larger cause
the
feeling everyone brings, the spirit and enthusiasm with which they participate is -better. it's just better all the way around
and when you are fundraising vs. seeking personal profit, your opportunities for advertising/promoting your event are supported in that spirit, vs. a business negotiation which can pretty much eat up potential profits anyway
your audience and/or customers get to feel better too... because they know their time/attention/dollars are going to a larger cause vs. individuals
the organization you fundraise for receives attention/money/recognition which almost any/every non-profit organization is very greatful to receive
and the volunteers fundraising receive attention/recognition, which can potentially result in personal/professional growth & greater opportunties
to me it is a win/win/win.
but i didn't get a chance to explain it this way, when i was asked, "when are you going to start making money for yourself?"
i only said, and truly believe, "i know that will come."
and i really look forward to reimbursing and giving back to the variety of people who have been helping me.
TBTG!
~amen.
A LITTLE UNFAIR FAVOR SHINES ON (me!) sandra, ttgp
-k-
first thing i need you to do, is look at the woman in line, about 7 or 8 people behind me, wearing a light colored, long sleeve shirt over a bright blue t-shirt, holding joyce meyer's book, purse strap on her left shoulder, blond hair.
find her? well, that is kathy littlejohn, and i can tell you what she's thinkin' as she's lookin' at me
she's thinkin'
that stinker-pot-of-a-christian! she just cut in front of 500 other people! to think i helped her at all! -or perhaps her thoughts are much worse depending on her maturity level...
the second i uploaded these pictures and saw her in line... lookin' directly at me, i covered my heart, then my face, then just started laughing in embarrassment
but i can explain! i can explain!
anyone who knows me even a spreckle knows i'm not the type to cut in line; ever. /save that occasion liz lifted the rope for me spontaneously at the avatar movie
but other than that, really.
why just last weekend i waited
and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited, in line with my son for the lego convention at the marriott in fremont. and it was a cold and rainy day... but we waited some one hour and fifteen minutes. patiently. enjoying each other's company.. without complaint. and not once did it cross my mind to try and find some way we could sneak ahead, cut in front, get in early...
and the thing is
when i drove to concord around 11am for joyce meyer's 12p book signing at the sam's club
and learned that some people had arrived as early as 6:30am to stand in line
and realized i way underestimated how many people, how much time...
well, the thing is
i didn't once consider finding a way to sneak ahead or cut in this line under this circumstance either. swear it.
i was most willing to get my number, stand in line, take my turn. -but i do admit
when i looked at the line which swirled around and in and out of the rows and rows of products, and i looked at my phone for the time, and i calculated what time i would need to be back in my car in order to pick up the kids from school on time
the odds were not in my favor.
but! let me give this a go, see what happens. maybe the line will move faster than i think. and but! again, because had this one book signing line been the only one i had to stand in, maybe everything would be different
unfortunately the book signing line was the last of three lines i would need to stand in. -because a) i'm not a sam's club member and the one day pass would not print from my computer [big
error reading] , and b) i didn't bring a copy of the book with me, i had to buy it there
so.. long story short, i befriend kathy littlejohn in line. she IS a sam's club member. she HAS a membership card. AND! she has been a partner in joyce meyer's ministries for some 14 years i think she told me.
so of course this kind and thoughtful christian woman allowed me to give her my cash and she purchased the receipt i needed before i could stand in the next line to show my receipt and collect my book, so i could then stand in the long, long, book signing line
and while we were chattin' kathy littlejohn did show me her book signing line number: 22.
like, she was #22 out of some 500 numbers handed out. -and she said to me, "i can pay for the book for you, but i can't let you join me in line"
"no problem. i really appreciate your help." i told her. -and truth be told, i never counted on it, and i would have never asked
so how did i end up in front of her?!?
well
just about the time i was showing my receipt and collecting my book -which took place a few feet from where
oh! look! here comes dave & joyce!and so i hurry quick grabbed my camera for a shot.. moving ever closer to the front.
click. click.
and while i'm standing there -near the front. -well, i start to over-hear a lot of upset from the people first in line
stranger in line #1: "the numbers don't matter anymore... they canceled the number thing"
stranger in line #2: "what!? that's not fair!"
stranger in line #3: "first come. first serve. the numbers don't matter"
and i admit to thinkin
to wonderin'
to realizin' that i will not be able go to the very back of this line and get out of here in time to pick up the children
so i just kind of stood there -near the front, thinkin', wonderin' realizin' that i was going to have to
but before i could think the whole thing through
the man in charge of taking pictures for people in line, grabbed my camera from my hand
and the woman in charge of handing our books to joyce for signing, pulled my new book from my hand
it all went very quickly i promise you. -and i had about a split-second to decide whether i was going to do the write thing, or the smart thing
and so i said to myself, and to Jesus...
i am so sorry, please forgive me, butthank you! thank you! thank you!and next thing i know dave put out his hand and i shook his hand, and think i said, "pleasure to meet you"
and then one step write, and there was joyce, sitting write next him, and, just as i had rehearsed on the drive over, i said something like,
"i just want to tell you how much i appreciated the cookie-cutter anaology, and how much i think about being Jesus pretty little tea cup"
[you just have to watch her program to know the value of these presentations; stories]
and she smiled, and i smiled. she handed me my signed (although not personalized) book, and the man h
anded me back my camera
and next thing you know i'm on the 680 headed back home. -and i was just giggling and smiling, sayin'
thank you Jesusbecause even though it wasn't write, and it wasn't fair
it was very helpful. and i couldn't help but register it as God's favor -shining on me. -me!-
so my apologies to everyone who waited, to everyone i unintentionally cut in front of
and then a prayer for a little unfair favor to shine on each of you.
hallelujah & amen!
DIAPERS TO DIAPERS PUBLIC DEBUT exciting to (me!) sandra,tvgp
the feature photograph,
diapers to diapers, for our upcoming photography exhibit, may 22
nd, will make its public debut at the
bankhead theater in
livermore, tomorrow, sat.
april 3rd, at a silent auction held prior to the performance of the vagina monologues
both the silent auction and the performance are fundraisers for the
tri valley haven.
i could not be more pleased with how this photograph turned out
just as i hoped!
truth, beauty, humor, joy; emphasis on truth.
"9 real women and girls have put their butts on the line for a great cause!"
that is, 9 real females from our community, age 2 to 74, -including yours truly, your
truly's daughter and yours
truly's mom..
served as volunteer underwear models to contribute to an extraordinary visual art narrative and fundraiser for the
tri valley haven
diapers to diapers was a vision i had and shared with my creative co-workers at our
christmas dinner in late
december 2009. -the idea was received with immediate interest, enthusiasm and willingness
but as
i've mentioned before, -having a vision, and having a vision manifest are two entirely different things. the first much easier than the second,
but i did feel God's green lights on this project from that initial conversation at
christmas. -from the moment i saw the look in
monica dawn's eyes -her creative mind & eye immediately running with this idea -turning it from this one feature photo into a full gala and exhibit
we shook and hugged on the idea at the
christmas dinner, and then when time and life allowed in the new year, we started on a hunt for a sponsor, and put an initial call out for volunteer models
i can't say my potential models or sponsors received my idea as enthusiastically as my co-workers did at the
christmas dinner. my co-workers understood my vision immediately
but sponsors...
well, when i mentioned
underwear models... wrong ideas seem first to surface in the imaginations of prospective sponsors -and misconstrued, i recognized how it could put a local business sponsor in question with the community
it seemed counterproductive to try to explain to someone who didn't understand write away, how innocent, creative, beautiful, honest, humorous the visual narrative was...
and so didn't God work around this in the most creative way, -as what we ended up with was... an
anonymous sponsor (thank you!)
(sponsor;check. now for models...)
i anticipated the most difficult model to recruit would be the grandma we would ask to model diapers for senior citizens, and what i thought, is that
i'd be spending hours, possibly days, at our local senior citizen centers searching for that one spirited, carefree soul that would think this was something fun to be a part of
first few requests went something like this
"no way!" "are you kidding?" "what? i don't get it"
but i just knew that someone,
someone, someone, someone, would eventually step up to the plate
-sure enough,
monica dawn called me with the greatest green light information, "my grandma agreed to be our diaper model" (you rock grandma
bragg!)
(senior diaper/check... infant/toddler diaper hunt begins..)
my sister, enrollment director at a
pre-school, with access to many families with young children put a call out on our behalf, and in no time, we had our toddler diaper & pull-ups' models (thank you moms, thank you girls!)
then more of
monica's family stepped up to serve as our day-of-the-week and new mom underwear models
a beautiful co-worker that said she
might be our thong model -came through with the
commitmentmy courageous, beautiful mom agreed to be our 60's underwear model
and it seemed that within a stretch of two weeks, we had almost all of our models lined up and committed, save only a search for our maternity model
meanwhile,
i'm working on finding a private~
ish, safe, attractive outdoor location for our photo shoot because in my vision, it was definitely an environmental; not a studio shot
but, by the way clouds were starting to cluster and darken in
pleasanton, i started
thinkin' maybe God intended an indoor kind of thing
again.. when you mention underwear models in an area this conservative, no one like.. opens their doors, hands you a key
so, without lying, but without being overly specific, i met with a property owner here in
pleasanton, explained our needs, explained the amount of models/families, explained the amount of space/time we would need, explained it was a fundraiser for the
tri valley haven, and
more green lights (thank you vera!)
-so- on the rainy, cold, day of our
february photo shoot, we had a warm, lovely, empty office building with freshly painted walls and new hardwood floors.
took a few of us to carry in the equipment for the shoot... the lights, the green screen, the
bleachers... (thank you!
kelly,
danielle,
taryn,
rachel..)
and of course we had music and snacks (thanks girls! thanks mom!)
butt, ~most importantly: we had all of our beautiful, real and very wonderful volunteer underwear models.
well, almost all. 8 out of the envisioned 9.
8 just will NOT work... has to be 9. has to! - stay true to initial vision
-yes... i could settle for 8.... but what an awful feeling consumed me at the thought of this defeat; this giant compromise
think... think... think. -maybe we can still make it work ...
who would make the best surrogate maternity model?
that's when i heard the music
from the heavens
(or was it on the radio, from our hometown station)
">sandra's gotta big ol' butt, oh yeah..."
and so thank you to the extra pair of beige, tiger stripped, waist-
huggers, my mom brought along
i was able to put my butt on the line with the rest of our volunteer underwear models.
and this!
this allowed
monica to put her God given gift in full gear and start shooting.
what a treat to see her genius in action! -such a gift with people of all ages; with posing,
such a gift for creating the mood and capturing the story. (clearly her grandmother's granddaughter)
and great sports all around, because, what we models had to work with was:
a cold, steel,
bleacher and big blank green screen
what we had to imagine was:
all of our beautiful butts on a fallen tree, in the great outdoors. -because thank you to God's green lights and
monica's green screen
even though we were inside for the actual shoot,
the photograph stays true to my original vision; outside.
~ naturally ~
9 real females, infant to senior, diapers to diapers; -life in the great outdoors.
***
speaking of
lifethat is the title of a magnificent poem written by
barbara bragg, our senior citizen diaper model, inspired by our feature photograph
LIFE
Life goes by in the blink of an eye,
from diapers to diapers then gone.
But the time between
takes your breath away,
as you make your way along.
Little girls grow and dream of the day
when they turn into women at last.
But the years seem so long
as they go day by day,
Oh why don't they move by fast?
Then you finally grow up,
wed the love of your life
and start a family
and the babies come and the diapers start
that's the job of a loving wife.
Then you nuzzle their neck
and you kiss their cheeks,
and rock them to sleep at night.
And you dry their tears and calm their fears
and teach them to do what's right
Then the babies grow up
and have babes of their own
and grandma is there to jump in
Because duty calls and you can't not help,
and it's back to diapers again.
Now the babes have grown up
and have lives of their own
but grandma's in diapers again,
But this time it's different and not any fun,
'cause the diapers are now her own.
Yes, life goes by in the blink of an eye,
from diapers to diapers then gone,
But the memories we leave with the ones we love,
go on and on and on.
***
she gets it.and what a great memory we all created together in the making of this extraordinary photograph.
i noticed, that while some of our younger models were heading to the bathroom to change clothes, feeling a little self conscious
grandma
bragg was as carefree and spirited as i want to be... stayed write there in the room, and put on her diaper and hopped up on the
bleacher, and visited with all of us, and just helped create such a comfortable, cool, playful, joyful environment
have added her, and
monica, and everyone at, and everyone in this photograph to my personal list of she~roes.
TBTG! happy
easter. ~amen.