Sita Sings the Blues

Sita Sings the Blues

Wow!  I just saw one of the most delightful animated films ever, Sita Sings the Blues, which is the handiwork of artist Nina Paley.  She uses creative two-dimensional animations, in a variety of styles, to tell the story of the Indian epic the Ramayana with the help of 1920s torch songs by Annette Hanshaw.  Yes, it is in English, so don’t worry about a language barrier.

Roger Ebert named it one of the best films of 2009, and I can only agree.  Read his initial review for some insight into the film, and then go to sitasingstheblues.com and download a free and legal copy of the film you can burn onto DVD, or just watch it online.

I know, the description makes this film sound weird and artsy.  I heard about it a few months back, when distribution was blocked due to our ridiculous copyright law.  And even after I found out it had been finally released for free viewing, I still took a few days to work up the nerve to sit down and try it out.  But, oh my goodness, I loved every minute of it.

I’ve put the YouTube link below so you can sample it, but you really need to go to sitasingstheblues.com and burn yourself a DVD so you can see it in comfort and with superb picture and sound quality.

[3/31/2010 UPDATE: Good news!  You can now rent Sita Sings the Blues from Netflix!]

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Will the iSlate Become MySlate?

Anticipation is building for what will likely be the announcement on January 26 of Apple’s new iSlate tablet, which may be available in the second quarter of 2010.  Described as a “Kindle Killer”, the iSlate may be the device to help magazines and books negotiate the digital switchover.  The Kindle has very limited formatting capability, so it is great for reading a regular book yet far less appealing for the magazine-length and interactive-web articles which dominate modern reading.

Apple has a history of creating compelling mainstream products out of niche devices – the MP3 player took off with the iPod and iTunes while the iPhone and its later App Store revolutionized smartphones.  Speculation runs wild about the type of interface they will debut with the iSlate.

Here’s an interesting tablet magazine concept video from Sports Illustrated:

Is this a preview of how magazines and newspapers might migrate paid value-added content to the iSlate and similar devices?  I love my iPhone and my Kindle, but the iPhone’s tiny screen is difficult for me, especially with my worsening presbyopia.  And while I like how the Kindle’s E Ink screen causes less eyestrain, I do miss having a color touchscreen with video capability.  I’ve caught myself swiping my fingers across the screens of the Kindle and my netbook, to no avail.  And increasingly I find myself debating whether to rely on the iPhone or the Kindle for reading articles while out and about.

So I’ll definitely be watching and analyzing Steve Jobs’ presentation next month with avid interest, and saving my dimes for the next must-have technology gadget.  I was amazed by the iPod when I bought my first one back in 2004.  Having all of my music at my fingertips was liberating, although I would later switch to lower-capacity but solid-state iPod Nanos for music, podcasts, and audiobooks.  The Apple TV brought all of that, plus rented movies and television shows, into the living room and also continues to improve.

The iPhone was another revolution, making the internet portable and greatly improving my travel experience.  And the iSlate certainly won’t replace the iPhone for car travel, while my iPhone will replace my dedicated GPS unit.  I first used a  Garmin Quest and later the V7 NAV740 GPS units, and they were wonders.  But the other day I bought TomTom’s iPhone GPS navigation application while it was on sale for $50.  Its maps aren’t as good as those on my dedicated V7 unit, but the iPhone app’s lane guidance feature is a boon and its interface is far easier to navigate.  Since I already have my iPhone sitting in an air vent mount when I’m driving, I’m reluctant to also muck about with the suction-cup holder and cord for the V7 unit.

Here’s hoping the iSlate is another game changer!

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My Epic Films, Digitally Remastered

The 1961 wind-up silent camera we used for our splendid junior high films

When I was growing up our family used a 1961 wind-up Kodak 8 mm silent movie camera for home movies.  It pre-dated the better known and highly improved Super 8 cartridge film that came out in 1965.  Our camera used standard 16 mm film which you threaded through the camera, exposed half of the film, then reversed and rethreaded to expose the other half.  In processing they would cut the film in half and you’d end up with a small spliced reel of 8 mm film.  My dad would later splice together several of the small reels of film into longer movies we would watch.

My parents still have a collection of these films from 1961-1974, with indoor shots made possible by a blindingly bright four-lamp light bar that flooded the room with light to compensate for the movie film’s limitations.  We’d watch them on a silent movie projector at 18 frames per second – a far cry from modern videos!

About thirty years ago, when I was in junior high, three different friends joined me in using that old camera to create short film clips.  We were never quite sure what we were capturing, since one had to shoot the film through a tiny viewfinder and then send it out for processing.  A week or two later we’d find out if we had made anything worth watching.   And, of course, I must admit that we never did.

But that won’t deter me from offering you the chance to view our incredible junior high film achievements.  Over Winter Break I used my parents’ original Bolex projector to run the old reels on the home movie screen, capturing those fine cinematic creations with my latest digital camera and then adding some music.  So here are the stupendous digital remasters of our epic films:

Lego Animations

Some stop-motion animations with Legos which I made with my friends Kyle and Jeff:

The Death of a Starship

This is a tragic film, in more ways than one, which my friend Dale and I shot in my backyard.  We loaded up an old table top with some milk jugs, flares, vulcanizing tire patches, and an outdoor faucet cover.  Lowering it on highly visible strings from the swingset, we set it ablaze in a disaster of a film.   If you look carefully, you might spot a little plane taking off from the mother ship after the faucet cover, er, main dome ignites.  And you’ll easily spot the squirt bottle and fire extinguisher in the background that my mother insisted we have on hand.

UPDATE: Dale was running his own Super 8 camera for the above shoot and also converted his film to digital format.  It features even more footage of the burning ship, a camera zoom, and squirt bottle action!  Plus he had some film left over which we used to create, you guessed it, another Lego animation:

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Hiking the Osage Hills Bike Trails

December 22, 2009

Hiking the Osage Hills Bike Trails (click image for a slideshow)

I’m no mountain biker, but when I discovered the biking trails at Osage Hills State Park on Sunday I knew I’d be back to hike them on foot as soon as possible.  The next Tuesday afternoon of winter break was overcast but in the 50s, so I scurried back to the park for my first day hike of the winter.

I’d done my research beforehand, downloading a helpful map of the trails from a blog post at Randall Cramer’s Adventure Bicycle of Bartlesville website.  He had sketched out the trails he found there four years ago and I decided I’d shoot for a hike of about six miles by taking the outer red loop and then the inner blue loop.  On this hike I knew I’d run my iPhone’s MotionX GPS application so I could track my hike, since the signage on the bike trails was said to be sparse.

I drove to the park’s old stone shop, peeking through one barred window to see some metal tables and a big concrete slab where some electrical machinery once resided.  Then I set out on the red loop, shown as loop 1 on this map of my hike.  It hugged a north boundary of the park, with the barbed wire fence and “no hunting” signs visible to my left most of the way.  I’d traded the red circles of the Osage Trail for the smaller red squares occasionally marking this bike trail.  After climbing across waterways it turned south at the park’s northeast corner and climbed to a high open meadow.  There I saw trampled grass and a bare patch resembling a buffalo wallow.  There were no biting flies this time of year, so I didn’t need to wallow there myself.

Soon the trail wound along a rocky ridge coated with moss and lichens, where I took a self-portrait.  I heard faint shouts in the distance, so I figured some actual mountain bikers had hit the trail.  They never got close enough for me to see them, although I would hear them again when I took the inner blue loop, and spotted their vehicle with its empty bike rack when I finally returned to the trailhead at the conclusion of my three-hour 6.15 mile hike.

The red trail drifted south to cross the head of a deep ravine, where I paused for a snack and a drink and clambered down below for a shot.  Later I realized I was high up on the same ravine that down below held the small rock grotto pool I’d photographed two days earlier along the Osage Trail.

Not too much farther I ran into a trail intersection at the far southeast corner of the park, and realized I was back at the Osage Trail where I’d met the hiking family with the Great Dane two days earlier.  Although tempted to dash south to Camp McClintock, to capture that unmapped route on my GPS, the overcast was deepening.  Besides, my map showed I’d hit private land not much farther along the Osage Trail.  So I turned north to follow the Osage Trail back to the lower grotto pool, where I struggled to locate the proposed branching bike trail shown on Cramer’s map.  It did not exist – I guess it was never built.

So I went farther west on the Osage Trail until I knew I’d be somewhat close to the inner blue bike loop and tramped uphill overland until I ran across it.  It eventually broke off northeast and I began what I’ve shown as loop 2 on my map.  I soon encountered a small eroded rock bluff and followed the trail as it snaked along inside the unseen red loop.  The blue loop reached the same high meadow I’d seen before, but ran much farther across it, winding nicely through the grass.  Then it descended back to the Osage Trail and I took yet another route, shown as 3 on my map, back to the stone building and my vehicle.

I thoroughly enjoyed today’s hike, despite the overcast and the lack of significant scenery.  Here’s a shot of my hike in Google Earth, and while I’ve exhausted the official trails at Osage Hills, that mapping service shows what might be a dim trail around the north edge of Lookout Lake which begs exploration.  Maybe I can add some more to my own map of the park.  Happy trails!

UPDATE: Over the years I’ve mapped all of the trails at Osage Hills.

Click here for a slideshow of today’s day hike

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Green Weak, and I Don’t Mean Tea

A test for deuteranomaly

Twice this past week I’ve been reminded of my deuteranomaly.  I was diagnosed with it during my physical to enter college, and no, it isn’t contagious.  I didn’t even know I had it for the first 17 years of my life.  Deuteranomaly is “green-weak” color vision, the most common form of so-called colorblindness.  It afflicts about 5% of the male population and is caused by a mutated form of the medium-wavelength “green” pigment in our retinal cones.

The one sure diagnostic I’ve found for my condition is the Ishihara 9.  That’s the image on this post, part of the color test published in 1917 by Tokyo physician Shinobu Ishihara.  If you have normal color vision, you should see the number 74 in it.  I see the number 21 instead.

The irony is that in childhood I was often asked what my favorite color was, and I answered “green”.  I can see the color green, but now I know that I don’t see it as vividly as others do.  I have trouble discriminating small differences in hues in the red, orange, yellow, and green portion of the color spectrum, as they are shifted toward the red for me.  So my favorite color was the one I could perceive less vividly than others did.

The most dramatic evidence of my condition came four years ago.  I was attending a presentation on new textbooks and as part of it we looked at a text on a projected computer screen and the salesperson was pointing out how, with a click of the mouse, all of the verbs would change color to help poor readers identify them.  She clicked to change her projected image of the text, and nothing happened.  All of the words stayed their normal black – to me.  I had to ask a colleague if there was a malfunction, and that brought a stare, first at the screen and then at me.  We expect others to see what we see, but of course they really don’t, do they?

This past week I was surprised when a luncheon companion remarked about the green in my shirt – I only perceive it as gray and black, but she could see greenish hue hidden from my eyes.  And today I’m recharging my Kindle 2 and am annoyed that I have a terrible time distinguishing when its LED light changes from the yellow “charging” status to the green “charged” color.  Hardly much to trouble with, but it does point out the pitfalls of perception.

I am selfishly and naïvely convinced that I perceive the world accurately, but here is direct evidence that my senses are betraying me.  Over time I’ve belatedly learned that a fellow teacher’s pickup truck and some of my hats, shirts, and socks were dark green, not black.  My favorite Tilley hat is khaki, but where I see gray, perhaps others see green.  When I take a picture of the greenery on a day hike, what do others see in it that I can only partially perceive?

And if my physical vision is biased, what about my other ‘vision’ – the philosophical one?  In the certainty of my own rationalist viewpoint, firmly grounded in my senses, experiences, and flawed perception of the world, what am I missing that others may perceive?  Is there something there, hidden from me by spiritual blindness?  I don’t think there’s an Ishihara test for that.

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