On Friday, feeling more into comicdom festiveness, I went looking for Cosplayers. It had been a week of clouds, drizzle, and BRIGHT, HOT, SUNSHINE!!! At last. My search began in earnest—- day, evening . . .even into the night!
In the morning on Friday– the entire week seemed outside of chronological order for me so I am embracing unfolding flow stream of of of ooooooffffffff consciousness to get this post out.
Found several African American cosplayers, many of whom expressed the importance of comicsfor them as children and teenagers: story lines about good, evil, apathy, responsibility to community, family, and self, innocence. (See the new Marvel 21st Century perspective on characters and story lines–including a Hip Hop “flavah” for this present multi-intersectionality global generation. http://marvel.com/news/comics/24903/marvel_becomes_inspired_by_the_music_industry
Comics were often a road to enjoying reading and early literacy, (More in the next post) Now, here are a few more of my fab cosplayers.
So many exciting costumes. Aqua whirlpool water wonder gallantry gave way to Mad Hatter vortex rabbit hole.
Sheroes day out at Con 2015 in full attire and ah, hmmmmm, incognito.
Riddle me a thought of arch rivals revolving narcissism.
I even went out later that evening. Playing with camera’s special affects . . .hopefully caught the essence of this couple.
Waiting for the Fashion Valley Trolly Saturday AM I met a most interesting very intense less than gregarious troll in daylight radiance: Mookoo
And, you just won’t believe who I saw sitting at a bus stop outside the House of Blues Saturday AM…
It was a fun romp with a lot of families cosplaying together and having fun.
I have a lot more photos,look for them in my slide show section soon (traveling for a few days!!!) but I’ll leave you with a few more of my personal favorites:
Delores Fisher Bayside
Of course I was still funkily not in a festive mood on Thursday morning before the big Comic Con evening opening. I walked around the Embarcadero area for some reason thinking about my trip to the dentist’s office and his somewhat not pleasant prescriptive news. A possible additional visit to an internal specialist before seeing an oral surgeon was not what I wanted to hear. But he was honest and looking out for my best interests.
Strolling past Seaport village through cool morning air, I met a few cosplayers during my walk as they too were enjoying Embarcadero sights.
Later that day, I returned to the street side of the Convention Center to visit Comic Con for a blog post. Ah well, honest … I needed cheering up. I remembered my encounter with the Sharknado III “Oh Hell No!” publicity girls the night before; it was a blast. They were so uproarishly funny. They had me and others laughing and posing for photos for several minutes.
Thinking about their playfulness the evening before, I began to relax and join in Comic Con’s fun of people watching.
Quite a few outside exhibits were completely built and open bayside and along Harbor Drive across from the Convention Center. Assassin’s Creed obstacle course was a favorite again this year. Athletic men and women compete in this grueling challenge similar to Ninja Warriors obstacle courses. And, like most locals and non locals who are the audio/visual/interactive peripheral pop culture participants of Comic Con, we could not resist the almost block long event.
We supportively cheered and whistled as aspiring assassins sweated their way through.
Thursday was such a hazy day. Friday and Saturday would hopefully be sunnier with more cosplay encounters.
Like many in San Diego this year, I was a bit apprehensive about Comic Con 2015’s arrival. Our city celebrated a huge July 4th blow out party with one of the biggest fire works celebration in the nation. We were recovering from socializing, remembering, and yes, partying when it became a San Diego reality that Comic Con was only a few days away and San Diego Fringe Festival is soon after we clean up from Comic Con.
A few signs had already began to appear
Many of us were in a kinda funky mood despite the holiday. National racial and socio-political trauma burden many hearts and minds. We continue to be surrounded by talk of losing sports teams. Another education budget crisis shadow looms over area colleges. Our homeless population is growing faster than alternative housing. Concerned thoughts hover like thick early morning fog; June gloom came in May and is still here!
Even I was in a funk!
Still in a dark mood, I finally wrote about the incident in Charleston http://carpenoctum2.blogspot.com/2015/07/tragedy-in-south-carolina-9-souls-taken.html
My soul began to feel a little better. Although I cover my grief and anguish, it will remain. It’s going to take a while.
Wednesday evening, pre Comic Con, I shook off a little of the malaise and got a few pictures as the city began creating its Comic Con 2015 production.
Comic Con brings together humanity in its diversity with an overarching goal . . . to celebrate our narrative parables and cautionary tales about the mundane, the good, and the evil embodied, the heroes, sheroes, and villians, the pawns and innocent bystanders imprinted on characters who reflect in many ways our complex humanity: who we are, who we were, and who we could possible become.
Looking at workers assembling emerging installations and the huge production process, I anticipate mingling with tomorrow’s Comic Con goers local and non local, famous and not so famous, and of course . . . the coming of cosplayers.
. . . .Thinking these thoughts, I walk on into the evening’s awakening.
Pre Comic on funky . . .
San Diego’s All Peoples Celebration is an annual event. Our humanity, our diversity is its focus, bringing races, religions, life styles, levels of health and well being, able bodied and disabled, people from media, politics, sciences, education, the arts and more into one large auditorium sized room to embrace and applaud all of humanity in positive unity.
It was good to be in the company of colleagues and friends. Award winning international choreographer, dance workshop facilitator, and friend Sandra Foster King was a few tables away and we had a chance to catch up on our artistic projects.
Intending to post sooner– at the end of February– I did get a chance to “do” a few tweets: which happens a lot when I have a busy schedule https://twitter.com/deloresfisher
Music from various artists emphasized the breakfast celebration’s theme.
Korean Drum Ensemble
The Korean Drum Ensemble’s sound filled the room. Their rhythymic precision blended with masterful musical energy rocked the house as we entered and checked in.
Grace Covenant Church Choir
Grace Covenant Church’s Gospel choir’s melodious voices and rousing praise-filled Gospel music arrangements raised the roof as the audience smiled and clapped along. They even received several “amens.”
They also led the audience in harmonious rendition of “Lift Ev’ry Voice and Sing” often referred to as the cultural “Black National Anthem”.
Shivon and Ant Black
Whitney Shay & Beston Barnett
So much talent given from the heart. Award winning vocalist Whitney Shay, accompanied by the skillful guitar stylings of Beston Barnett, shared her time and artistry with us.
Assemblymember Dr. Shirley Weber
Assemblymember for the 79th district, Dr. Shirley Weber, gave an on point, powerfully delivered opening message that seemed prophetic considering our current social/political climate in retrospect.
Keynote speaker Ryan Haygood, followed with an inspirational and almost prophetic charge to remember that indeed we are all on this planet Earth together to help and share our best intentions to further humanities’ expanding consciousness.
Kendrick Dial and Lyrical Groove
Award winning recording artist Kendrick Dial and lyrical Groove took a pause from working on their newly released album Spoken Soul: Music For Life( watch for the review-I went to the CD release party at San Diego’s House of Blues–it was a party and a half!!).
It was an event that renewed friendships and solidified commitments to be in process, striving in becoming collaborative partners, co-builders actively pursuing Dr. Martin Luther King’s dream of all people living in peace equality and harmony.
Hello Sonic tapestry readers,
It’s been a busy semester with guest lectures, performances, and event appearances. More posts are in the preliminary stage, including an exclusive with pianist/composer Richard Thompson around early-June. Until then, here is a slide show from snaps over the years. For others photo op moments, including 2014 San Diego Comic fest photos from behind the scenes, click onto this link. https://sonictapestry.wordpress.com/about/
Every year for the last five years, the San Diego State University BSSO (Black Student Science Organization) http://www.bsso.org/BSSO/About_Us.html has held a fund raiser to increase awareness about Haiti’s recovery and ongoing needs after the devastating earthquake of January 2010. It has been five years of hands on applied philanthropy to help Haitians help themselves. I enjoy interacting with the BSSO and am honored to be invited to perform.
Delores Fisher with bassist Chris Swann
The students of the Black Student Science Organization participate in internships and research projects year round. They also work with support other SDSU campus organizations with their time and energy. “Campus in community” minded Dr. Estralita Martin is their advisor/mentor.
One of the BSSO’s focus events is their support for the island of Haiti. Many performers, staff members, and professors, donate their talents and take the stage to express their continuing concern and solidarity with the BSSO’s efforts to give back not only to the local, but to the global community. DR. Estralita Martin always attends and supports the events with biographical readings about African American scientists and their accomplishments.Here are a few photo highlights of those who graced the stage:
Officers of the Black Student Science Organization greeted performers and audience members.
Afrofuturist specialist and much sought after national conference speaker professor Ajani Brown presented a biographical reading. Known for his philanthropy and support of many campus and nationwide events, his presence was inspiring.
Rock bassist Chris Swann stopped by between tours.(For a few more Hope for Haiti photos click Chris’s link) http://www.chrisswannmusic.com/chrisswann/2015/2/17/m4kd3qog0b0x47tmomlo8324i9lux2
Bassist Chris Swann
Young Rapper and SDSU student Deon gave special tribute with one of his originals
Vocalist April has performed since her pre-years with dynamic vocals.
Philanthropist and ongoing aid worker Rick Pickett presented a hope filled report of thriving projects that are helping the people of Haiti to experience sustainable recovery and restoration.
One especially exciting project that Rick Pickett shared is a newly built school which is not only teaching students with an onsite traditional class room-teacher delivery system, but also, through cyber access and interaction with our global cyber community. Mr. Pickett’s contributions to Haiti’s recovery has been an ongoing dedicated labor of love for years.https://sdsublog.wordpress.com/tag/haiti/page/3/
Thank you to the BSSO for the opportunity to share my gifts as a poet/spoken word artist in support of the people of Haiti’s recovery.This year, international bassist/rock musician Chris Swann accompanied me for my original poem presentation “Priceless.”
If you are able, click onto the BSSO website to contribute.
We indeed are the world.
We have a saying in the African American community: “Give them their flowers while they yet live.” Marian Wright Edelman is an elder who has been in the trenches of the war on poverty and advocate of children’s right since1960s. In this 21st century, she still holds up the banner, lighting a path for those who would follow.
For several years I read her inspiring articles whenever I picked up a hard copy of the now also online San Diego Voice Viewpoint http://sdvoice.info/. One day at a library sell, I bought one of her books; she Has authored several. Her “voice” never waivers. She is a strong advocate for children’s better lives.
The entry below is a long overdue book review, written during summer break 2014:
Cloudy overcast early mornings are perfect for me to write about other people’s lives. It seems easier to concentrate when sunny rays are silent. Clouds seem to invite introspection.
Marian Wright Edelman . . . her name is synonymous with the 1960s War on Poverty and as well as with historic and contemporary children’s rights issues. She has not only witnessed America’s continuously tumultuous limping run towards a nebulous horizon of future equality, but she has also participated in several of its most significant steps. Her autobiography Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors is a must read, especially for today’s young woman of color who is curious about how our elders whose time on this contested life stage became who they are today.
Secondary school teachers should include books like this, written by our elders who have talked the talk and walked the walk of public service. Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors should be on added to recommended summer book list readings for inner city high school students.1 Edelman’s narrative prose is easily accessible with a clarity that invites readers to engage a positive, productive faith-based African American world that existed and still exists, but which gets little or no acknowledgement outside of the general Black community.
Perhaps that is as it should be. It is a culture that should thrive, not become social media fodder poisoned by consumer ideological packaging, left to dry up seared by market driven trivialization like a raisin in the sun.
Edelman’s preface opens with a simple prayer of thanks:
O God, I thank you for the lanterns in my life who illuminated dark and uncertain paths, calmed and stilled debilitating doubts and fears with encouraging words, wise lessons, gentle touches, firm nudges, and faithful actions along my journey of life and back to You. (xiii).2
Her narrative goes on to recount her childhood, one that parallels so many African Americans of that era whose parents protected them from as much of the negativity of oppression, racial prejudice, and gender bias as they could. Parents and neighbors built a village to raise the children among them. The concept was an attitude before it became pop culture smart talk, quick quote on an Internet site with wise saying for lazy students who do not want to read and extract the quote from its actual context. (Yes, I’m aware that its what we do now. I confess, from time to time that in a moment of weakness, do too).
Edelman knows that her childhood and the accessibility of community members whith whom she interacted in it marked the beginning of the end of a special period in African American community life. She consider,: “I was richly blessed with parents and community elders who nurtured me and other children and tried to live what they preached. They believed in God, family, in education, and helping others.” (xiii).3
After her childhood, in the body of her autobiography, Edelman reflects on her travels throughout famous cities in Europe–Ireland, Scotland, France, Poland as well as her travels and experiences in rural America. She recounts various encounters with people who contributed to her growth as an intellectual activist. They provided a a safe discursive place to exchange ideas. They gave her opportunities to challenge, reconfigure, and sometime refute their ideals. They provided mentoring which contributed to her critical rethinking about the concept of the “state of our union”, its real life manifestation in education, politics, economics, and social movements.
Charles E. Merrill Jr., Howard Zinn, Dr Benjamin E. Mays, Robert Kennedy ( Edelman played a pivotal role in the 1960s “War on Poverty”) and others who inhabited her intellectual and public life experiences are a few of the most famous “lanterns” that she discusses spanning her years at Spelman College, Yale and beyond. They nurtured her ability to create viable solutions to real life problems, to create solutions. That youthful ability thrives in her life today.
Eedelman’s Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors in not only a memoir however. It could be considered a prototype for an afrofuturist biography because it dares to reclaim and imagine a future for young poor and Black lives different form what we experienced in the past and different from what we are experiencing today. The last two chapters of present suggestions for creating a positive change in America’s priorities to create, nurture a safe environment for all children. Here’s one suggestion. It speaks to today and points to tomorrow despite the almost 15 year gap in its publication:
First: Every adult can take responsibility for protecting children and for discouraging violence and racial and any intolerance as family and national values. (4)
Less than 200 pages long with a Works Cited page for access to quoted sources, Marian Wright Edelman’ Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors embeds a bonus topic: how she became an advocate for children before founding the Children’s Defense Fund. She still talks the talk and lives the walk today in her seventies.
In the twenty first century, she continues to advocate and defend children’s rights. Her life today stands as a watchman calling in the night for justice on our sometimes politically charged socio-media driven frenzy for new topics to discuss. She rings the bell, sounding a concerned alarm against intransigent child poverty, negligence, and oppression.
1. Marian Wright Edelman. Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors. (1999: Boston: Beacon Street Press). She is also the author of The Measure of Our Success.
2. Marian Wright Edelman. “Preface” in Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors. (1999: Boston: Beacon Street Press).
3. Ibid., xiii.
4. Marian Wright Edelman. “America as Mentor for Its Children” in Lanterns: Memoirs of Mentors. (1999: Boston: Beacon Street Press).