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Screen Arts: A Celebration of Hope

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A weblog for the Screen Arts community of NSCC to help enjoy, understand and make films. Wednesday, October 29, 2008. A Celebration of Hope. On Sunday, November 2 at 7pm Rachel Bower. Will premiere her short film Time Apart: A History of Hope. Time Apart: A History of Hope. Seventy-seven-year old Holocaust survivor Alice Zuckerman never gave up hope of finding her family, lost after the Second World War. Alice reunites with her family and takes us on a moving journey through old Eastern Europe.

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JAYART: an offering - songs of my mother leaving - continued

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Monday, 13 February 2012. An offering - songs of my mother leaving - continued. We were heading to the shower one day when strength left my mother's legs and we collapsed together onto the couch - and there we stayed - me trapped underneath my mother's torso - for a period of about five minutes. I wasn't really sure if she was alive, or dead, or dying - but it felt like I needed to wait it out and she would come back to me. My writing is sort of like that. The softness of her body disappearing. Of my mot...

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JAYART: an act of will

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Sunday, 5 February 2012. An act of will. Some part of me felt. That it was an act of will. Years before the Alzheimer's. Overtook her - a floater - she started to sink. Exercise, relaxation therapy, self hypnosis,. Drugs; they all slowed things down. But nothing could save her. The two of us together. Couldn't save her husband. Labels: songs of a mother leaving. Art by Jay info. Songs of a mother leaving. An offering - songs of my mother leaving - continu. An offering - songs of my mother - intro.

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JAYART: September 2013

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Tuesday, 3 September 2013. Notes about random confusion. Life continues to be confusing. Easier because I'm getting used to the progression of the same. I'm getting used to life being confusing . I'm building two medicine wheels in my yard at the same time as getting used to. No big deal really. I'm chopping down (thinning out) small trees and clearing wild tall weeds and small bushes from the edges of my property. I think my dad would like that. He was the yard keeper, flower gardener. Art by Jay info.

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JAYART: notes about random confusion

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Tuesday, 3 September 2013. Notes about random confusion. Life continues to be confusing. Easier because I'm getting used to the progression of the same. I'm getting used to life being confusing . I'm building two medicine wheels in my yard at the same time as getting used to. No big deal really. I'm chopping down (thinning out) small trees and clearing wild tall weeds and small bushes from the edges of my property. I think my dad would like that. He was the yard keeper, flower gardener. Art by Jay info.

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JAYART: May 2013

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Sunday, 12 May 2013. The "Good" Old Days (yes and no). I recently posted this picture on FB where I wondered what impression people would have simply from the photo. She was a beautiful young adult sitting there in a dress she had made for herself. My mother grew up in south end Yarmouth (the poor end) pre-war, made it to grade 8 in the Academy and then went to work in the cotton mill. Later she got her high school equivalency. The nine children in the family were beautiful and dark with frizzy hair....

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JAYART: against the tide

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Sunday, 5 February 2012. Swimming against the tide. A union rep at the cotton mill. And then a young wife. Reading of natural childbirth. From a borrowed book. And so we her children. Swam to the surface. To nestle and suck at her breast. Near death in her undershirt and depends. Climbing onto the long bureau. Because she "simply had to lie down". She carried some of that vitality. And simple grace of youth. Complete with long legs, willowy frame. That I had only seen in photos. My god, she was lovely.

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JAYART: an offering - songs of my mother - intro

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Sunday, 5 February 2012. An offering - songs of my mother - intro. These songs are of my mother - an incredibly warm, smart, generous, witty woman who had lived most of her life while transcending pain caused by a variety of chronic physical conditions. She left when it got too hard to stay. Her last two years were spent with Alzheimer's added into the mix. Her last year we spent together; intense but good training. It's been a while (Oct. 99) - I think I can share now. Labels: songs of a mother leaving.