Score One for Uncle Brett

Good ideas don’t come on time. Every artist knows that.

My good idea was to make custom-designed t-shirts for each of my eleven nieces and nephews. I designed logos for fictional businesses/places (all but one used their name in the design). The designs were inspired by their interests and the color schemes incorporated their favorite hues.

The good idea arrived too late to make it to Christmas on time. Since, COVID prevented me from going home to Chicago for the holidays, I decided to take my time and do it right. Therefore, they became belated Christmas gifts from Uncle Brett.

I’m already thinking about new ideas. Perhaps I started a new tradition.

Celebration Day – Led Zeppelin

Artist as Rock & Roll Enthusiast (aka ARE) Post: 24

I’ve always loved this song. As a kid, I was sold within the first five seconds. It’s one of Led Zeppelin’s best and remains a favorite. I’d tell you where it ranks on my all-time Led Zeppelin list (yes, I did that) but unfortunately, I can’t locate my list at the moment.

This post is more about why this song came to mind, today. Today is the last day of the Trump Administration. That alone is a reason for celebration. This is the beginning of the end for him. Trump for jail. Beyond the title, the lyrics of the song came to mind. The third verse reminded me of what the future holds for Trump and the Trump brand.

This song was written in 1970, but like many lyrics of that time, they speak about our world today. Serving as another reminder that the more things change the more they stay the same. Real progress and true changes come at a glacial pace.

“Her face is cracked from smiling, all the fears that she’s been hiding, 
And it seems pretty soon everybody’s gonna know. 
And her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners who are losing, 
And she worries if their days are few and soon they’ll have to go.
 

My, my, my, I’m so happy, I’m gonna join the band, 
We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We are in the promised land.
 

She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home she lives in, 
Then she wonders what it’s all about when they break down the door.
Her name is Brown or White or Black, you know her very well, 
You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell. 

My, my, my, I’m so happy, I’m gonna join the band, 
We are gonna dance and sing in celebration, We are in the promised land. 

There is a train that leaves the station heading for your destination, 
But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more. 
Yes, it has! 
And if you walk you’re gonna get there though it takes a little longer, 
And when you see it in the distance you will wring your hands and moan.”

Kennesaw State University Special 2020 Foundations Exhibiton

As an educator, this is considered a proud papa moment. Eight of my submissions we selected for inclusion in our virtual exhibition. I am thrilled to have some of my student’s classwork included among the strongest made at the Kennesaw State University foundation arts program this semester.

Click on the link to see the Special 2020 Foundations Exhibiton.

https://arts.kennesaw.edu/visual-arts/student-artwork.php