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Get Back

Tom and I watched Peter Jackson’s The Beatles: Get Back 2021 documentary over three nights–Saturday, Monday, and tonight (Wednesday). It’s a brilliant documentary. It’s been many, many years since I saw the Let It Be documentary, and I tried really hard not to read reviews or spoilers about this one, because I knew it’d be a while before I could devote time to seeing it plus be emotionally in the right head space for it.

While working on the documentary, Peter had an idea when Paul was on his 2019 tour. He wanted to pitch it to him, but then the pandemic hit, nobody was touring, so he figured the moment had passed. When Paul announced his tour this year, Jackson reached out, worried Paul would think he was being a geeky fan boy, but Paul was all for it. Here’s what they put together for the first encore of Paul’s concerts.

Magic, magic, magic.

We’d have had a blast if we could have watched The Beatles: Get Back with Riley. It would have taken a lot longer, but Tom would have learned way more about Beatles band dynamics than I can tell him. Plus Riley would have given us a private concert of Beatles music, and I’D be the geeky fan girl for all of it.

ETA Fun Fact: Lynne’s cousin Nicky took the two of us to see the movie Let It Be on Thursday, July 16, 1970.

Carry your load

It’s clear I finished one novel and am about to start another one because I am COLORING again. That’s my way of thinking, plotting, and getting back inside my characters’ brains as I nudge them gently a little further down the road.

On Friday, I colored this while I listened to one of my favorite old albums. Carole King’s Music, December 1971, got a little lost in the instant success of her first 1971 album release, Tapestry. I’ve talked about songs from Tapestry on the blog before, but Music was just as significant to me, personally.

Long before there were MTV music videos, when I heard “Carry Your Load” from Music, I created an entire movie in my mind, and this song played over the closing credits which were a DO NOT MISS because the romantic, hopefully-ever-after ending comes after what the viewer thinks is the final scene of the movie. I STILL see it in my head when I listen to this song. That’s a powerful gift Ms. Carole King has.

I hope no one heard me singing along at the top of my lungs while I listened to the album.

Quick: Let me distract you from my voice with my favorite 1:6 scale shot of the week. Good vibes only!

Mood: Monday

I previously posted a photo titled Old Red Truck, oil on canvas from artist Michael Meissner.

Still working on blog repair: have completed years 2004 through 2012, as well as 2017 through 2022. So only four years remain.

Below is an excerpt from a July 2012 post that drew on memories from around 1987 and inspired today’s choice of a painting.

[The truck I borrowed, Big Red] was an ancient pickup–I can’t remember if he was a Ford or a Chevy, but he was beat up as hell. He’d been part of a working ranch or farm… so he’d earned every dent, scratch, and faded bit of paint he wore. Every time I clambered into the cab, slammed the door, and cranked him up, I slipped inside the pages of a Larry McMurtry novel. And I love Larry McMurtry even more than red trucks, so I am talking BLISS.

I know that one day, somehow, another Big Red will come into my life. If he’s not pretty, I don’t care, as long as what’s under the hood will keep us on the run. And if it doesn’t happen before I check out, then I can’t think of a better way to be imagined: tooling through the universe–make me young and thin again, with long brown hair whipping around me, and all the dogs who went before me taking turns riding on the seat next to me. Whenever you’re sitting at home or inside a place of business, and you hear a bit of music as someone drives by–and if you know me, you’ll probably know what music is likeliest–then think to yourself, There goes Becky. Or, you know, Aunt Becky, Beck, Becks, Beckster, or any of the BettyPeggyBetsyDebby names I’ve been miscalled through the years. It’s all good in a red truck.

Mood: Monday

I previously posted a photo of an oil on canvas painting titled Still Life with Tumber, Wedgewood Pitcher and Fruit from artist Marion Patten in 1930.

For me, the mood the painting evokes is satisfaction. On October 17, 2011, I posted a photo of a sage green vase I’d found that reminded me of two similar blue vases I had when I was young. I thought they might have been free gifts with Avon products. Mark L suggested they looked like jasper (as in Wedgwood Jasperware), which I then searched and couldn’t find anything similar to what I own(ed). Wedgwood Jasperware can be expensive, and the white designs are raised on them. The white on my vase(s) is painted, and I knew what I had were not expensive, then or now.

Since I’m having to edit every post as part of the big blog attack clean-up (hello, still in 2011, eek), and reread that post, I searched again, once again trying, “avon,” “wedgwood,” and “jasperware.” While it’s not proof, both the blue and green vases are listed on eBay, Etsy, Poshmark, and Mercari with various descriptions that include those words, along with “replica.” So I think I was correct back in 2011 by thinking they were free gifts with Avon products circa the 1960s/1970s.


Images taken from the Internet.