Bring back the Polaroid

Friday, February 24th, 2012

People are printing good pictures to put in albums of instant gratification on the internet. Biographies of ivy-treated youth promise opening of understanding about travels and upending moments over greatest pictures are those you keep in your wallet because they can be old bins for long ago memories of others and yourself. Isn’t it odd that using photos as understanding nicer moments in your life eventually places you more in your past? Holding it keeps youthfulness in your present. Kodak moments live on as people print their photos so let’s bring back the Polaroid.

Issued a Polaroid camera when I was younger, I learned to shoot pictures of people looking at my lens with perplexed, poorly oriented towards the, directly in-the-person’s face flash, expression. I wanted the person’s face to open up to the camera in a pleasantly surprised way, occupying the space of the image, painting our perceptions of the person’s characteristics in a solely positioned to imprint on memory way. Now the rituals of neatly, easily pulling out a print from the camera have been replaced, not with a quicker process but only with one with more steps involving computers, little memory sticks, and lots of wasted paper. Printing my photos takes time now and learning to place them in my paintings, lopping off positions on the canvas to display them, is copping a plea to artistic originality. Yes, taking the steps of pushing the technology cart tidies the process of making art but isn’t a slew of messy materials the link to making masterpieces.

Larry’s wish for good spirits and good will

Wednesday, December 21st, 2011

At Christmas time, people lambaste with presents persons in their lives, pampering them with the pleasurable material items of luminous luxury like massive televisions and ecologically questionable, possibly zany in masking body odors perfumes. Against spending money on presents, I am not.  Sorting through my loot makes me happy in my good, ringing in the New Year with good spirits, mood. Nothing makes my poor autistic self come towards more security than lots of warm positioning of natural family coming together at the dinner table.

Writing this blog, I also want to thank all the many people who went to see our movie and presentations this past year. Owing all of you presents is not something I can do but it is more than possible for me like the people playing on poorly heard by mainstream America NPR stations, to articulate words from the movement of typers towards the universal mapping over of little lots of prejudice with potentially widening of thinking of people with minimal speech, highways of powerful ideas of inclusion and movies as game-changing, looking to move minds and not pocketbooks, performances of intelligence and not looks.

Larry, peace and good serious will for the world in the next year.

i Pad Ambassadors

Wednesday, November 9th, 2011

Larry, Pascal, Harvey and Tracy positioned ourselves as iPad ambassadors placed on pedestals of technologically advanced movie stardom when we ordered meaty barbecue works of specially smelling like pit-cooked, massively prepared for armies of starving customers, food, let’s say at the most meaningful stop of our movie tour last year in Houston, Texas.

Towards appearing open to mass media methods of communication isn’t my main motivation for using the iPad. It is to totally kick into the stratosphere of personal expression, my somewhat listening for overdone language ideas and opinions about politics, beer and meatless diets.

Having lost my voice for many years, I have poptarted out of my shell of silence like a movie character actor finally getting a leading man’s role. Many words I have spoken in my life but until the use of typing, inside my intelligent brain, thoughts with the help of technology and human physical and lots of encouraging words to move purposefully on the keyboard, support I led the life of a mostly repetitively words spoken person.

Leaping into spots on good movies requires this technology of Steve Jobs and partners with popularly owned keys to mass transit of communicators across the country. So le’s visit our local Apple store clean them out of iPads and look to lead a charge of typists into the world of barbecue food or California pizza joints.

Thoughts on the Odd Couple

Wednesday, October 26th, 2011

Along our own paths, odd couple Tracy and Larry lounge on different, massively arranged for our large bodies, chairs mainly because our personal interests and lifestyles are not the same. Unknown possibilities to form lasting, nothing will ever break apart, bonds between us have risen like airplanes on not seen missions passing over the landscape of society.

We spend time in airports planning our next presentations or next landings in mostly A-level movies. Mates we would be called in Australia.  Malls potentially look at us as aspiring celebrities and possible Santa Claus candidates. Coping problems we appear to have in situations pooling socializing and looking party-ready. It’s picking up after each others meltdowns that both make our connection stronger and link our traveling experiences together.

Personally, I have learned from, older in maturity of behavior than Larry, Tracy to spread wings of patience over more areas of my life particularly when schedules take twists and turns out of the expected order of events.  It is this that I have poised our amiably arranged relationship on.

Watching lots of sitcoms can’t measure up to the Tracy and Larry show so stay tuned to our next reality TV-like episode.

The pleasing beaches of Virginia

Thursday, August 18th, 2011

Loud opportunities Tracy and I needed, playing in plopping large bodies in okay to lounge in the ocean this past weekend, out on the shores of Virginia at the ARC of Virginia’s annual convention. Naturally we made a city in that state wake up to our message of inclining realistically built like large prisons of conformity, once positioned as necessary, result of society not wanting disabilities seen in public, better furnitured than most mental homes, operated like lots of mining camps, institutions towards promise of inclusive communities.

Moving onto something else, Larry and Tracy strongly recommend the beach side restaurant, listening to also-ran Beach Boy-like songs and eating good steaks and seafood platters.

A Life of Independence and Meaningful Engagement

Thursday, January 6th, 2011

Larry pours out good kinds of thoughts on knowing about power of communication on our ideally filled with meaningful social connection lives. Pal Tracy and I opened many doors of acceptance to understanding presumption of competence as an opportunity of a lifetime to see intelligence over and under the covers of people’s actions through our film last year.

Planning to light more fires under seats of ignorance is obviously on our agenda this year but on a perhaps more mundane level, we need to live our lives on a daily basis, picking up our laundry without nags or keeping up with proper diets, with less cheeseburgers and more, picky-eaters-probably-pass-over-in-favor-of-donuts, vegetables. Looking out on this potentially productive use of my time, I am thinking that my life is moving on different escalators but actually I am really poling to the same place – that is a life of independence and meaningful engagement.

Probably real movie stars don’t have to do dirty laundry. Larry mostly still has to make his very comfortable bed at home. More like a public television lecturer on culture and society, I love my life as an amiable stroller of more snowy-than-Hollywood Burlington, Vermont streets, looking for a good cup of coffee.

Houston: An Opportunity for Connection

Monday, January 3rd, 2011

The opportunity to present our potentially more northern in personality style than picturesque sports bar oriented – Larry possibly wants to move there because of lots of good barbeque available – Houston came last week, possibly at the most spiritual time of year, at the BBYO (Jewish Community Organization & Jewish Youth Leadership Network) conference where there existed more youthful energy of being positive about inclusion than anywhere else that I have been lately.

Neither autistic perseverations on giving the important sentence ending period key a workout that I did or our speech impaired attempts to open up interactions of opportunity for connection prevented the partying-in-all-corners-of-the-hotel teens from listening to our words and asking us interesting questions like “Larry, What was your favorite country to visit?” Looking closely on our every typed word they paid more attention than to their text messages lighting up their cell phones like perky toys on Christmas day.

It is known that inclusion is not a place but an orientation towards making people with disabilities feel like they belong at barbeques or any event or situation where people of all political or social persuasions gather to make small talk, learn big ideas, or celebrate loudly birthdays and holidays. I would like to pitch out, like a teacher presenting a lesson on kicking out less people of differences accepting attitudes, the idea that learning to include is a lesson in making looking and acting differently like choosing pizza toppings. Larry loves pepperoni, Pascal and Harvey love vegetables, and Tracy loves both yet we movie stars can still all eat pizza together.

Happy New Year to all of our potentially healthier eating than Larry fans.

People Who Travel Differently Across The Landscape Of Life

Wednesday, November 17th, 2010