Monthly Archives: August 2014

FArFri: Amanda and Sarek by Tafafa

Another beauty by Tafafa – this time its Amanda and Sarek.  Such regal poise; Sarek looks intense yet gentle in the way he touches Amanda’s hand.  Amanda radiates  pure love.   I’d love to see this in full color!

Speaking of Journey to Babel, be sure to check out my next Trek poster on Tuesday!


#44 Bread and Circuses

Here’s the next poster —Bread and Circuses.   I especially liked the idea of making Merik look like a crumbling Roman mosaic. His blue eyes gaze out from the past, and of course, in the Roman tradition, all my ‘U’s look like ‘V’s.

44 Bread and Circuses

Wideo Wednesday –Will Wheaton Tells the Story of William F******* Shatner (NSFW)

This is pretty darn funny! Wil Wheaton tells the great story of his first encounter with his hero, William Shatner.  I’ve labeled this NSFW (not safe for work) because there is moderate use of the ‘F’ word.  It’s also nearly 30 minutes long too, and I don’t want you to get fired!   Enjoy.

#43 The Trouble with Tribbles

I’ve been grinding out a bunch of these Trek movie posters lately!  For the next few weeks you’ll see new ones every Tuesday and Thursday!  I made a variation of Kirk in the Tribbles here; his body from one scene and his head from the moment he says “WHERE?” to Scotty. Also it seemed only right to throw Koloth into the mix.

Enjoy, and let me know how you like them!   I’m up to # 50 now!

43 The Trouble with Tribbles

And Life Goes On…

With the passing of several beloved talents this past week, it got me thinking about the mortality of  Mr. Nimoy, Mr. Shatner, and all the other senior citizens left from our beloved little sci-fi show, and how it would affect Trekkies worldwide.  Obviously, no one lives forever, and none of us are getting any younger (although some try). Yet although we love them, no doubt sooner than later our favorite crew will pass from this mortal coil.

James, DeForest, and Majel are all gone now. Sooner or later they all will be. Back Row: James Doohan (1920-2005), Walter Koenig (1936), Majel Barrett (1932-2008), Nichelle Nichols(1932), George Takei (1937). Front Row: DeForest Kelley (1920-1999), William Shatner(1931), Leonard Nimoy (1931).

James, DeForest, and Majel are all gone now. Sooner or later they all will be. Back Row: James Doohan (1920-2005), Walter Koenig (1936), Majel Barrett (1932-2008), Nichelle Nichols(1932), George Takei (1937). Front Row: DeForest Kelley (1920-1999), William Shatner(1931), Leonard Nimoy (1931).

Last week when Nimoy tweeted condolences for actress Arlene Martel (T’Pring) A very nasty tweeter replied “You’re next, Nimoy!”. It was a thoughtless and cruel comment.  The commenter was appropriately scorned by other Tweeters.  I hope Nimoy didn’t see it or just brushed it off.

But this incident brings to mind the whole ‘familiarity’ that people often feel toward celebrities. After seeing the worldwide outpouring of love for poor Robin Williams last week, the power of celebrity made me wonder how cataclysmic  it will be when Nimoy, Shatner et al., die. Their fandom has grown for nearly 50 years and many see them as not just actors, but as mentors and fantasies,   nearly as beloved as members of their own families.   I’m sure it will be a heartbreaking day when Nimoy passes. So many of us grew up with him and almost feel we know him like a father or friend. Truth be told, we don’t know him at all and that’s the way it should be. For his part, Nimoy disclosing his very private COPD was something he didn’t have to do, but did.  I suspect it was partly to alleviate fan concerns that he was dying, but it also may have sparked his awareness of his own mortality. He didn’t sit and mope about his illness, and as one makes lemonade out of lemons, Nimoy used his illness to make people aware of the dangers and stupidity of smoking.  And he keeps moving forward. As we all should.

Afternoon of the Does

Two does in my backyard several years ago. They don’t worry about headlines.

It’s easy for a middle-ager to think they have a good 35-40 years left, yet when  people face their mortality every day, with cancers and accidents, and  it’s easy to think “Oh, that won’t happen to me!”  But then when  life throws you a curve, and it does happen to you, it really  puts your perspective in focus.  When  faced with ones own mortality,  the  nightly news and what to watch on the DVR suddenly became so unimportant. Family and Health became Number One, and shouldn’t that be one’s focus all the time? Oh sure, fandom and our little guilty pleasures are fun, but there is so much more out there.

Several years ago, I had the pleasure of spying on two tawny does in my backyard. They wandered in, and sat in the shade for nearly a half hour before my husband gently shooed them away.  One of them was pregnant.  These lovely mammals have no concept of time or the troubles of the world.  They eat, they sleep, make babies and just carry on.  We should all be so lucky. But we can learn from them. How we spend our time is what makes it worthy of a life well spent.  If you spend hours on your tablets and phones (guilty here too) it strips away the face-to-face time we have with real people. Oh sure, it’s great to be electronically “connected”, but the true connections we make everyday should be with real people, in person, outside!  Take a walk, say hello to someone you pass every day that you’ve never said ‘Hi!’ to.  You’d be amazed how one little gesture can mean so much to someone. Or take the time to create something with your hands! Tell your family and friends you love them!  Volunteer! Write to your congressman!  I could give a whole lecture on this, but you know what I’m saying.  Yes, it will be sad when our heroes pass on, but we’ll be content to know that they spent every day of their lives moving forward, making their lives as worthwhile as possible and that they made us very happy.  We need to do the same*.

Mr. Nimoy is happy with his life. Mr. Shatner is too, as we all should all be. Most of you reading this are just blessed that you don’t live in a war zone or are fighting just for your food.  Never forget to be grateful for the blessings you have in your life, and share your love. For all we have is right now.   It’s still summer. Get up and get out there.  I love you.

*This being said, I wish all the Star Trek alumni long, happy and healthy lives, and all us us too!

My Weekly Spock: Leonard the Spokesman

Nothing like commercial work to keep your bank account fluid between jobs! Nimoy was the logical choice for print ads in the 80’s and 90’s for everything from Oldsmobile to Toshiba! I have to laugh at the the Spockian Eyebrow in many of these– Of Course!  And a bonus ad here from the ’60’s, with a marvelous Star Trek graphic! Nimoy sold a lot of TV’s! Heck, he could sell me liver and onions!


1970’s Dial-Page


1980’s Magnavox


1990’s – Oldsmobile


1980’s Toshiba — in an IDENTICAL pose to the Magnavox! (Conflict of interest?)

Star Trek was great reason to get color TV in the '60's.  Here's a beautiful RCA ad that promotes Star Trek.

Star Trek was great reason to get color TV in the ’60’s. Here’s a beautiful RCA ad that promotes Star Trek.

Lauren Bacall 1924-2014


No-nonsense Lauren Bacall in the 1940’s.

I’m a little late on this one, but no less sincere. Hollywood lost yet another talent this past week with the passing of smokey-voiced Lauren Bacall.

Lauren was an icon of classic movies, and I am always happy to find one of her movies on TCM.  On screen she was a no-nonsense dame, whether flirting on screen with                Humphrey Bogart or Gregory Peck, you knew who had the upper hand in these romances.

She was only 19 when she made her screen debut in To Have and to Have Not  with Bogart, whose rough exterior seemed an odd coupling with the angular teen. But they sparked onscreen and off, and were happily married for 12 years until his passing in 1957.  She was married to Jason Robards (Jr.) from 1961-1969 and had two children from Bogart and one from Robards.

Bacall was well loved by movie fans the world over, but as she said ” “Stardom isn’t a career. It is an accident.”  Bacall was foremost an actress, albeit an amazingly glamorous one, and when you compare her work to the sad parade of comic-book female types that populate the blockbusters these days, she has (and will) stand head and shoulders above them for years to come.

I think one thing that draws me back over and over to classic films of Bacall, Bette Davis and Katherine Hepburn is they way they portrayed strong, intelligent, independent women on the screen.   These women had presence and power that reminded women that you didn’t have be an air-head to be noticed.  There are few of these screen legends left now; we still have Olivia De Haviland, Maureen O’Hara, Doris Day and Kirk Douglas, but I really miss seeing mature men and women portrayed in today’s movies. So often movie heroes are just overgrown boys and beach bunnies.  Modern Hollywood summer blockbusters leave me flat, and really good ‘women’s pictures’ are few and far between.   I suppose the only place left to find good stories about men and women is in the independent cinema.  But it’s sad to see, as these legends pass, the quality of stories go down.  Perhaps when Hollywood finally acknowledges that there are movie-goers out there that are outside the 18-24 demographic, we’ll see a return to good drama (but I’m not holding my breath).

But back to Bacall. If you want to see a no-nonsense dame flip a man’s world upside down, watch Lauren nibble Gregory Peck’s ear in Designing Woman, or distract Kirk Douglas in Young Man with a Horn. Bacall could surely kick any reality star fame-monger to the curb with a single glance. Betty Bacall, we’ll never forget you.