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Posts Tagged ‘Identity’

‘Old Country’ Greetings

In MicroMoment Videos, Random Curiosities, Treks on 12/30/2011 at 21:06

Meeting relatives within walking distance of my paternal ancestors’ bones.

Translation aside, I have no idea what they’re saying… do you?


A Blog Carnival: > Language > Place

In Blog Carnivals / Events on 11/13/2010 at 22:21

A new BluePrint project just went live–it’s a delight to be included:

It’s a blog carnival that explores connections between language and place. This carnival–the first in a series–is showcased on virtualnotes: the blog of BluePrintReview editor Dorothee Lang.

To enter the carnival, click the image:

In Lang’s words, the carnival works like this:

there’s a given theme, and to join, you put up a related blog post…send the link to the host of the carnival who then puts together a central page with links to all participating blogs…if you click through it, you get to visit the different blogs, with additional content in them…here’s a blog carnival definition.

She also describes the carnival theme:

anything that connects to language and place…a personal note, a poem, photography, a travelogue, a memory, a video, a flash story, a moment of (mis)understanding…

My blog post about Flight 493–a language-place publication–is included in this first edition, along with posts of over 20 contributors from various points around the globe–from Alaska to Finland to Greece and Switzerland; Hong Kong to London to India and Jerusalem.

Do you have something to say–or show–on the topic of language and place?

If so, a call for submissions for the upcoming carnival is here.

(Hungarian) sanitarium: just a moment

In About All Publications, About Image Works, About Word Works, Treks on 11/09/2010 at 21:05

A fresh word/image combo is live in ‘just a moment’–BluePrintReview’s companion blog that publishes ‘moments’ of various kinds on a rolling basis between regular issues.

Here’s the link:

(Hungarian) sanitarium / just  a moment

I took the photo poolside, penned those words, while keeping the company of
health tourists in Hévíz as I contemplated the meaning of life and gained perspective on
time and age.


Previous works that have appeared in ‘just a moment’ include olympic (dis)comfort zone and East Vancouver Detours. While you’re there, consider scrolling through the archive of literary news and slices of life expressed through words and images by a variety of international contributors.

(Re)Vision: PicFic

In About All Publications, About Word Works on 07/01/2010 at 19:53

It’s both an honor and thrill to be the invited PicFic Featured Contributor for July.
This means that four of my Twitter-length fictions will appear in PicFic this month, and also on the journal’s Twitter-feed — one per week.

The first in the series is entitled (Re)Vision. The direct link is → here.

Now that’s it’s published, I have a confession:

While (Re)Vision is certainly a story, it’s a bit of a stretch to call it fiction.

Why, you might ask?

Well, the source of (Re)Vision goes back to my childhood, my days in grade school, the era of 70’s television. And when it comes to 70’s TV, it’s no secret that ‘The Brady Bunch’ was IT for me. I blogged about it recently here.

Of all the Brady characters, Jan was my idol — something about her pensive look, her emotions, blonde hair, the braces, her glasses. Jan was cool. No doubt about it. I wanted to be her, so I did what I could:

pensive, emotional → no problem
hair → used a product called ‘Sun In’ to lighten my locks
braces → got them in high school; late, but better than never
glasses → this one took work …

Blinked my eyes incessantly. Closed them hard. Told my parents I couldn’t see. They took me to the ophthalmologist. He tested my eyes, and like clockwork, the plan worked…or so I thought. He said I needed glasses to solve the vision problem. But the blinking issue — a sign of allergies, he said — called for another course of action. He instructed my parents to:

Get. Rid. Of. Our. Dog.

That’s right.

When I confessed to my parents that all was a lie, that I could see very well, that I voluntarily forced the hard blinking, that I loved my dog…they didn’t believe me one bit.

So, I got the wire-rimmed glasses I wanted so badly but didn’t need. And our beloved dog, Scrubby, left our family–went off to a farm for good. We never held him again in our arms–all because of me (and Jan, of course).

Now back to my story Re(Vision):

Karma, perhaps?

The Car: An Extension of Self

In Random Curiosities on 03/06/2010 at 07:16

Who owns this car? Who adorned it like this?

I want to see this person–how they decorates themselves.

I wait for a while, no one appears.

I don’t have proof, but assume they look like their car, the reverse, or something else …

Palindrome: Self and Society

In Random Curiosities on 02/25/2010 at 07:05

It’s one thing to experience social life, another to describe it, and something different altogether to depict it visually.

I discovered Palindrome on the BluePrintReview blog just a moment. It knocked my socks off. I left a comment. Here’s what I said:

“So glossy and seductive like beautiful masks people wear at parties; masks that beg to be pulled off b/c of the compulsion to see who’s underneath …

… a fascinating visual depiction of sociology, of the ongoing tensions between self and society, and the ways in which identity is negotiated …”

To my words I’d like to add:

It represents the weight of expectation — of family, ethnicity, race, class, gender, socialization, education, religion, occupation, etc.

It also represents human struggle and the capacity for resistance …


The mastermind behind Palindrome is Isabelle Carbonell — a documentary photographer and filmmaker based in Washington, D.C.

Here’s how she describes her work:

“Palindrome is a “videopainting” about what society demands us to do as either immigrants or citizens: to assimilate. It is a palindromic painting about the mirror of identity, the multiple masks we offer in different settings, and our subconscious rebellion that emerges in times of epiphany.”

What does Palindrome represent to you?

What do you see?