Never mind Joan..Bette met Mae!

Not only do we get to ‘visit’ highly regarded legend Bette Davis, it’s from when she spent time with a legend that she held in highest regard-Mae West.

It’s a  presentation of Bette and dinner company audio recordings seamlessly layered with actor portrayal visuals.
If you have a tingle of nostalgic fondness from watching “Feud: Bette and Joan” you’re going to be downright electrified soaking up this one.


Bronte’s Farewell

It’s an elegant inheritance of a poem by one of the famous Bronte sisters; this is Anne’s work “Farewell”. It’s usually associated  with the death of a loved one. However, it can also be applied to the voluntary surrender of a once cherished love, a parting of ways.
Couple saying goodbye before car travel
Farewell by Anne Bronte
Farewell to thee! but not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of thee:
Within my heart they still shall dwell;
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
O, beautiful, and full of grace!
If thou hadst never met mine eye,
I had not dreamed a living face
Could fancied charms so far outvie.
If I may ne’er behold again
That form and face so dear to me,
Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain
Preserve, for aye, their memory.
That voice, the magic of whose tone
Can wake an echo in my breast,
Creating feelings that, alone,
Can make my tranced spirit blest.
That laughing eye, whose sunny beam
My memory would not cherish less; —
And oh, that smile! whose joyous gleam
Nor mortal language can express.
Adieu, but let me cherish, still,
The hope with which I cannot part.
Contempt may wound, and coldness chill,
But still it lingers in my heart.
And who can tell but Heaven, at last,
May answer all my thousand prayers,
And bid the future pay the past
With joy for anguish, smiles for tears?

What I have to say regards if you’ve ever been touched by someone as much as Anne’s poem suggests. It concerns the opportunity to reconsider staying or leaving.
If you have absorbed his/her spirit in such ways, you are blessed. It means that he/she was selfless enough to do so.

Technology has allowed us to reach more people, but it doesn’t mean that we’ve improved relating to or caring for others. It merely means that we have chances to draw bigger audiences to indulge in and admire our favorite topic-The All Important Me, Me, Me.

If you found a spirit who has imprinted your heart that deeply, within these modern days of gross intimate starvation, and your bidding them good bye is a voluntary decision.. maybe it’s best for you to turn back around.

Old Movies, Young Folk

I’m thrilled that “Feud: Bette and Joan” is finally here.
I’ve been a fan of  classic movies since I was a child and the love will continue until the screen goes fuzzy for a final time.

I hope it intrigues members of  younger generations to unearth thousands of black and white goodies left for them to watch.

Some younger folk are under the assumption that great grand parents lived in some unrealistic bubble of innocence. How relieved some would feel knowing that subjects from drug abuse to  adulterous entanglements have always  plagued one confused generation after another.
What a gift,  to realize you’re not part of a “worst of” generation of people after all. To realize you’re not alone in the various struggles, that the older generations  struggled just as hard when they were young.
Between the disrespectful talk of older generations being seen as “out of touch” as the   younger ones are being called “lazy” or “unfeeling”, there’s barely mercy left for any proper intergenerational bonding.
Imagine if we did find out we had more in common with one another….
in order to care enough to take better care of one another..

Within “Feud”, there is reference to a classic film that I like suggesting to young movie fans considering the watching of old movies.

For the spoiler alert purist, the following sentences contain direct reference to scenes from “Feud: Bette and Joan” from episode one.

Bette is shown to be working onstage when Joan enters the theatre. She’s there to approach Bette with a film proposal.
The play that Bette is performing in is called “Night of the Iguana.” It’s one of my all time favs.

In “Feud”, there’s a scene which  presents  Bette as acting in what appears to be  an “inconsequential role”-the point being underscored , I believe,  illustrating the ‘need’ for Bette to consider Joan’s proposal.
However, with less of us being familiar with specific Tennessee Williams’ characters and/or black and white films, there exists a bit of  room for pesky misinterpretations on how “far this star might have fallen.” as it seems she now has a “non speaking” role of what appears to be a server.

There were may have been many “Feud” audience members that were not aware that the role Bette was playing was actually a coveted lead role. As a matter of fact, the movie production of this play starred another legendary actress, Ava Gardner, who was nominated for both a Golden Globe and BAFTA for the role that we see Bette’s character performing in “Feud.”

I truly have no issue with a bit of innocent ‘tweaking’ of visual fact for the sake of efficiency. Mr. Murphy’s applied his hand to yet another finely crafted gift. However he sees fit to bring us the story of women I’ve admired lifelong is more than AOK with me.
This has more to do with my trying to be ‘clever.’ I’m using any open window I can find for an opportunity to help introduce the lost art of old movies to our children and grandchildren..not as a serious nitpicking of a directorial choice.

I consider it as gifting them with
.. an alternative space to explore complex and universal topics without certain infections of modern entertainment.
..a place they can catch reflections of their lives without embarrassing pornographic undertones or insulting dumbed down dialogue.
.. an enrichment and expansion of their imagination, if only for purposes of reference and expression.
In the very least, old movies can offer sane escape from overly sensationalized piles of mediocrity. All accomplished without a pointless and rude vomit scene in sight.
In them, the young can experience examples of strong actresses who conducted business without flaunting their love lives like window display whores . They can see grown actors who walked tall without pretending to be, or trying to live the life of, pathetic perpetual teenagers.




Allelujah! The day has come.

We can finally watch Susan Sarandon and Jessica Lange do their thing as Joan Crawford and Bette Davis in FX’s “Feud: Bette and Joan”. It’s an 8 part series starting this Sunday, March 5.

The following films, starring Ms. Davis and Crawford individually,  are personal favorites. Each drama is able to hold its own against the best of what modern art has to offer..if not leave it in the dust altogether.

As for THE movie which is the subject film in “Feud”, if you haven’t seen it….drop everything but the baby and do something about that soon.

Go On Ahead

If you’re shy in the bed
Baby,  go on ahead
don’t ruin
the screwin’
pretending instead.
There is all that we need
to get down on this deed
within you
and me too..
..without the expectations and manufactured imagery from an Establishment
that couldn’t pull true love from its greasy and pathetic hump
if its life depended on it.
How DARE they even tell us our daughters are too fat and our sons are too lazy.
While turning profit from our collective insecurities, the way they
make us stutter and hesitate
look around and wait
for a “yea” or a “nay”.
From every damned body.
When we should be tenderly grateful for each other anyway.
How DARE they tell us we’re unhappy with one another
when we know different. Each One.
when we feel different. Each One.
Forced to eye one another
as a creature, not a brother.
Go on ahead.
Keep ’em out of your head.

No Need to Know Basis

sad young woman with bad makeup and messy hair looking at herself in the mirror

There are so many odd little questions. Their oddness being the universality of their existence yet lack of resolution at the same time.
One example is when we demand to see the individual that our stray lovers take up with behind our backs. Women and men alike, insisting upon meeting and knowing the new love interests. Why?
It’s usually a shock to those of us, who end up confessing, as to why the one whose heart you just stabbed would take both hands and draw the knife even deeper into her/his own breast.

For many it is just not a remotely logical request of effort. Not when many are only prepared to expend the most precious energy of their lives.. begging on knees for that second chance.

They want to know whether you lied or told the truth when you professed your adoration and appreciation of their physical selves. If your new girl is a redhead with a wide backside and the ex is as well, then you’re in a better clear. She will spend a generous majority of her tears on how she “didn’t get it right.” If your love interest is a lanky, older exotic beauty from Sri Lanka, then the tears will be spent elsewhere. An odd  mixture-rage over wasted time and pity about how shabby of a lying creature you truly turned out to be.
Up to and beyond the ends of  relationships we forge, it’s usually that tedious “all about ME, me and me again” thing. In the midst of weeping over the loss of “love shared”, there we are. Straining for  that peek into the mirror. Sniffling and trying to rearrange the bloodshot eyes and raccoon mask into something more flattering. As if our “looking good” is all that matters; despite the pain for all involved and the fact that it’s a big honking lie.

There shouldn’t be any cause  for any man or woman to insist on knowing details or viewing an “opponent” who probably had no idea they were even in a battle to begin with. Such a mean spirited thing to do to oneself..
-either gauging the worthlessness of oneself and planning on the amount of self hate to carry.
-or gauging how much punishment to inflict and planning on how much additional hate to carry…as if the troubles that killed the relationship weren’t heavy enough.
There’s also no reason why we can’t try to find as many answers to the questions that pester us endlessly. Especially if it helps make a dent in that bone deep Selfishness..which seems to be running through us like
A Plague.

It IS Beautiful

It IS a beautiful life.
Why? because we have wriggle room.
There’s no absolute certainty for absolutely everyone.
Yes, there are predetermined abuses and inescapable pains, but that’s on us. The nature of this life, the very know it’s true. We see it in the ivy that practically bores itself to death by its set fate. We’re a whole heap full luckier than that.
Just because we choose to act ugly, that doesn’t mean that’s what life itself is.
It’s a gorgeous existence when you consider how many choices we can actually make. All you need to do is look at one of the ways we practice choice. Let’s say..the miracle known as Forgiveness. The ability for us to forgive one another or simply ourselves.
If that wasn’t around?..THEN this WOULD actually be an actual hell-hole. An unbearable state upon the absence of ONE example of choice.
This life is stuffed with choice and opportunity for it. Like I said…BEAUTIFUL.
Which reminds me…
My favorite non animated film. from my iPhone

Sunny Sides Up, Up and Away

I thoroughly enjoyed making these…..

( for more at my  “Tors-Ohs” shop click here)

And was completely charmed with another fellow crafter’s creations of these…


Mine are ceramic/resin Easter sunny side up pendants, while hers are Easter sunny side up centerpieces which you can find DYI instructions for at

Keep cool..neither projects are edible, just sweet.

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