Before I go into why YouTube/Google confuses me I have to share that I discovered how to make the banner for Channel Art: Save it “for the web” and that way you’ll get that big size of 2048 x 1152 pixels and under 2mgs.
Why do I have a new YouTube channel for “General Nattering?” (I hate the punctuation inside of the quotation marks at the end of a sentence, it just looks crappy but that’s how it is supposed to be done, but I digress.)
Why the new YouTube channel?
When Google bought YouTube and is now making effort for all comments to be connected to a Google+ account I think things got a little twisted around. Or I’m simply confused.
I have SFAstroStone gmail account. That should make one YouTube channel for my astrology stuff, right?
Wrong, Google tells me at SFAstroStone YouTube to create a channel. I get confused. I thought my astrology YouTube account was my channel. Evidently Google doesn’t think so. It keeps on giving me the command to “create a channel”. So I do. It does not connect with my Astrology YouTube channel.
Now that channel becomes another YouTube appendage that I have that might go to social network marketing but that’s another story later on.
When I log into YouTube for SFAstroStone I see a third channel that I could login to, that is connected to the SFAstroStone Google+ page, and it’s an empty YouTube channel. This is different from the astrology channel, the extra channel that Google made me make. So I check it out. I can’t resist a blank YouTube channel.
My friend Rich told me I should have a YouTube channel that is not connected to astrology or polymer clay. So I’m using it for “General Nattering” and uploaded the Day of the Dead videos there today.
So off of one gmail account I seem to have 3 YouTube channels. I’d like to merge the “odd appendage” and “General Nattering” Channels together.
That does not even count the polymer clay YouTube channel I’ve had since forever, which has over 1K subscribers as of this date, and that channel is named “AuntyAlias”
I’m not going to see if I can get similar spin off channels off of the polymer clay channel because I’m confused enough.
I think that Google will just have to get their ducks in a row and figure out that there’s a glitch with gmail, YouTube, google+, merge.
Update: Ok, I think I got it sort of figured out. There are 3 Google+ pages associated with the SFAstroStone gmail account. (1) for SFastrostone (2) MsAstrostone (3) Astro Stone. Each of these Google+ pages generated a YouTube Channel. I tried to add “Astro Stone” to “SFastrostone” as a “featured channel” and was told that I can’t add a channel to itself. Ah ha! So they are connected in some way.
I still think it’s a Google snafu because why was I able to create three Google+ pages, and three YouTube channels, off of one gmail account?
I still don’t know how to merge them so I’ll use the three channels for different purposes. See how that goes.
I consider myself fairly computer and internet savy. I’ve been using hardware and software since the late 1980s. I read directions and make effort to follow them. That’s why I’m confused. What I was able to do should not been allowed.
I know I’m nattering to myself but I had to jot down this kerfuffle for the record.
On November 2, 2013 I went with Milly, her twin sister Molly (with the face paint), her son Marley, and BFF Connie, to the Mission District to celebrate the Day of the Dead, Dia de los Muertos.
I filmed 14 digital videos that can be seen on YouTube (my new YouTube “General Nattering” channel.)
It took a week to get everything up where it can be viewed.
I was very happy with the photos and videos taken on my new Samsung Galaxy 3 tablet. It was the first time I took a large number of videos and processed them in one felled swoop. Remind me not to do that again, I was up until dawn with the batch uploading and then this afternoon doing captions, tags, and reviewing.
I have to remember that when I take a video with the tablet held horizontally the video will be seen on its side. That’s something I have to change before uploading to YouTube.
Oh I got another post about YouTube and how I got three YouTube channels from one gmail account. But that’s another post that is still in draft. But I digress…
I had a wonderful time with Milly, Molly, Marley, and Connie celebrating the Day of the Dead in the Mission District.
I’m glad I brought my portable folding chair because I tell ya, my knees ain’t my friends anymore and I got to sit when ever I can. Ah well, you got to be alive to complain, yes?
SOMAarts Cultural Center has an annual Day of the Dead Exhibit, featuring dozens of artists.
I went this year with my BFF Milly and took some photos. You can see the photos at my Flickr set titled “2013 SOMArts Day of the Dead”
I have to apologize to the artists for not having time to record their names.
I was also not able to photograph all of the exhibits.
Two of the exhibits I tried digital video to capture their essence. I need to figure out how to add them to this blog post.
I should go to the exhibit again and retrace my steps so I can get the names of the artists and photograph the exhibits I missed.
The exhibit is free and it coincides with the “Open Studio” exhibit, where one sample from the numerous artists who participate in Open Studios for a month are on display. Again I apologize for not capturing photos of those works. I’m still getting used to using my Samsung Galaxy 3 Tablet for photos.
My intention is to photograph the exhibits I go to, where permitted, because I go to museums and art exhibits each month. My old digital camera that I took with me on tour in 2001 is just to beat up to do the job anymore. Now I’ve upgraded my tech thanks to my older sister Linda.
If it were not for my older sister Linda “fronting” me new tech that I can pay back for over time I’d be one sad geek grrl.
Since I’m a geek I was able to show her around her Samsung Galaxy 2 10″ tablet that she got as a gift from Cici, our mother’s caregiver. All this tech floating about all these gal. Pretty nifty really.
I think I’ll try to get Linda to come to the SOMArts Cultural Center so she can see these exhibits herself. Yeah, that’s a plan.
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This is the message I got when checking my Cpanel for my webhost account with Ipage. I was having difficulty saving edits I made to a webpage. Now I know it’s on the web host’s side of the equation. Only thing I can do is to share the info here on my blog and on my astrology blogs and wait for things to clear up.
Don’t give into THE FEAR by talking yourself out of doing something outside of your comfort zone.
A lady friend of mine who is studying law was an artist in her earlier life. She bemoans the fact that she can’t do both. I disagree. This article shows 30 famous people who were also lawyers.
Which lead me to a thought that Seth Godin, an internet marketing guru, brings up about talking ourselves out of doing something because of fear. Fear of not being perfect (perfection is over rated). Fear of failure (Seth thinks that failure is important in the process of creativity). Fear of being ridiculed, which is a little trickier because that a signal from our lizard brain. Fear, aggression, and sex are all part of the lizard brain.
If we do not belong to a tribe, back in the primitive human days, one could die quickly. There was protection in the tribe, food when one is young and very old, a mate to breed with, that’s why modern humans select tribes such as being a sports fan of a local team or being a fan of a celebrity.
When we fear ridicule we are actually being primitive.
“Oh if I fail the tribe won’t like me. I’ll be cast out. I won’t have the back up and protection of the tribe. I won’t be able to fling my DNA into the uncertain future.”
Really? I mean think about it for a minute.
Why will trying something and failing mean you will die an untimely death? Especially something as innocuous as creating some art? Exploration and evolution are part of the creative process. If you don’t try new things then how can you discover a new technique? You have to try a technique a number of times in order for you to master the skill.
My youngest son was like that when he was in early grade school. He didn’t want to try out for the kick ball team after school because “I don’t know how to play kick ball.” which I translated to mean he didn’t want to learn in front of people who could possibly laugh at his first attempts and possible mistakes. “No one knows how to play Kick Ball. That’s why they are making a team for after school sports.”
My last husband also did not want to try new things because he didn’t want others to judge him as harshly as he always judged others. That’s why playing the same online computer game year after year was an okay pastime for him. He found his comfort zone and didn’t want to leave it.
Being safe and comfortable is not going to invent anything new, is not going to innovate something old, is not going to build a new skill set, and it will not keep your brain fit in old age.
When ever we talk ourselves out of doing something new, or giving effort to something that is difficult and takes a long time to learn or perfect, just because we’re afraid, we have to ask ourselves why are we afraid. If it boils down to the lizard brain blindly backing away from a novel experience then you move on ahead because you’re not naked walking in the savannah. You’re a modern human and can think past your fear.
You will not die an untimely death of you explore something new, fail, and keep on moving forward.
I was going to be lazy and recycle some blog posts I had from blogs I had taken down years ago. I had some movie reviews and astrology stuff, from what I could recall.
I read somewhere that the older you get the more you remember the good times and not the bad. That’s if you’re relying on memory alone and we all know that memory left to its own devices is right dicey.
So I went poking around in my external HDD and found the old blog posts, easy enough since they were actually HTML pages in a FrontPage 2003 Theme.
It was enough to get me to feel salty. Those blog posts were also the chronicle of my divorce from my last husband. Yes I got more than one ex-husband and that’s as much of an indictment of my own issues as it is of theirs.
So I won’t be recycling those blog posts because, like old rent receipts, they are where I was, not where I am right now. To re-read those old posts would just bum me out, remind me of a difficult time. What profit would there be in doing that? None at all.
An image comes to mind, picking scabs on a wound that is not yet healed makes healing all the more difficult. I wrote this astrology forecast for today:
“Leo Mars squares Scorpio North Node: Some wounds are needed for healing to start. Lance the boil, release the pressure, start the healing.”
Then I realized this is the eve of my late father’s birthday. Billie Ray Brummett, born September 11, 1926, as white as he wanted to be. My father died in April of 2001. We – My older sister Linda, younger half sisters Sherry and Geraldine, and I, all said that it was good he died in April. Had he lived to 9/11/01 it would have broken his heart and killed him as sure as if he were in the towers themselves.
Now that’s probably a weird thing to say, but he had a good death. All things considered. He lived independently until he died in his sleep. There was water and coffee grinds in the Mr. Coffee and that showed us he had full intention of waking up the next day. He died in his sleep, in his bed, and had neighbors who checked in on him regularly to make sure that Mr. B. was alright.
He had four of 6 daughters come from the four cardinal points of the compass, two sets of sisters, to meet for the first time “Over his dead body” we laughed through our tears.
We all have the Brummett humor and the Funeral Director said he hadn’t laughed so much in arranging a cremation in all his professional life.
“But he had a good death.” We all said in unison.
That sort of looking back is alright because it was a time of bonding, finding long lost relatives, sharing the task of settling a parents estate, as much as that might have been with him living in a mobile home in Jackson, Mississippi.
I had to look for nearly an hour for the folder with photos from our trip to Jackson, Mississippi, to clear out Daddy’s stuff. It was buried deeper than a tick in a hound dog’s ass, as he might have said.
Times like this I’m glad I don’t watch network TV. I have Netflix and YouTube to keep me busy most of the time if I want passive viewing activity. Network TV will be filled with 9/11 tributes. Not that I don’t feel bad for those who died, for those who had to survive a loved one’s death, for those in NYC, PA, and the Pentagon who are still traumatized. I just have my own personal mourning to do with 9/11 falling on my father’s birthday.
Is 9/11 going to be an unofficial American secular “holy day”? I can’t go a month without having 9/11 conspiracy theories flying about my face like gnats. But that’s a topic of a whole other blog post.
Life is for the living. If you’re reading this then you’ve survived so far, have internet connection, a computer, are literate, then we can assume you have a roof over your head, food in the kitchen, potable water, and are better off than 75% of the population of the world no matter how poor you might think you are. We have First World Problems like eating too much, not having a fast enough internet connection, or the screen on the smart phone is cracked. People eating insects might want to give you a smack on your head for complaining about anything at all.
Don’t spend time looking back.
Don’t spend too much time pining for one of the many futures your life could hold.
Be present, count your blessings, and move along folks, nothing to see here.
There might be something to see in my new astrology website to be found at AuntyAlias.Com.
I am on my third Kindle. I went through two Kindle 3G/keyboard and now I have a Kindle Touch. I am staying with the models that have “Text To Speech”. When I’m cooking, folding laundry, waiting for a bus or riding in a bus, I can hear the stories read to me with the mechanical voices. I change the gender of the mechanical voice depending on the gender of the protagonist.
For those of you who do not yet have a Kindle you can download the free Kindle reading app from Amazon.
After you download the Kindle reading app you can take advantage of the free eBooks. I like to check the “Top 100 eBooks” page.
That link is for “Free” books and you have a boatload of genres to choose from. For example in the Science Fiction category you can chose from these genres:
- Alien Invasion
- Alternative History
- Anthologies & Short Stories
- First Contact
- Galactic Empire
- Genetic Engineering
- Hard Science Fiction
- Metaphysical & Visionary
- Space Exploration
- Space Opera
- Time Travel
- TV, Movie, Video Game Adaptations
Why do they have eBooks for free?
It’s a smart marketing move to give the first book of a series for free and if the reader likes it they will buy the rest of the series. If they like the series so much they might write a review. They might tell their friends. I know I do. They might share their love for the author on Social Networks like Facebook and Twitter. I know I do. They might even blog about the author. I know I’m fixing to right soon on a couple of authors I’ve found through the free eBook section at Amazon.com.
Will eBooks be the death of books?
Was the vinyl phonograph recording the death of music? No it enabled more people to listen to more music more often. Same with any electronic reading device.
I carry a couple of hundred titles in my Kindle. Depending on my mood I can read what ever strikes my fancy when I get a moment to read. If I were lugging about paper and ink books I’d be limited to one book to take with me on the road and I’d never have the story read to me without having to involve another live human being who would be put out that I don’t just read my dang book myself.
I live in a small space. I’ve been here for a couple of decades. I have more books than I have anything else. I could build a homeless shelter using my books as bricks. It dawned on me when I became aware of eBooks that paper and ink books are unsustainable ecologically and unsupportable for my retirement budget.
There are exceptions to the eBook rule. There are authors who I will buy their hardbound book because I want to support them at full price. I want their hardbound book to go with my collection of their works. There are picture books that I buy the paper and ink version because I’m an artist and the “How To” books on art technique have to be seen in full color.
My guilty pleasure is the Mystery genre. It’s a new obsession of mine and I’m more than delighted. I’m exploring the different sub genres: Crime, Noir, Psychological, Medical, etc. Since I’ve just started on this obsession the free eBooks from Amazon.com is just perfect for me. When I find an author I like through a free eBook I’ll buy the rest of that author’s works. For example: “The Metaphysical Detective” by Kristen Weiss. I loved the first book of a four book series. I got that one for free. The others only cost $3.99. So for about $12 I was entertained for weeks. That’s the price of one movie ticket if you’re seeing a first run movie and not at the early matinee. I must write a review for Kristen’s Metaphysical Detective series. I’ll do that after I post this.
So if you’ve been wondering why I have not been nattering here on my general purpose blog it’s because I fell into my Kindle, been reading like a woman possessed. I’ll be sharing what I’m reading from now on. I’ll share my eBook reviews here as well.
Testing out the sharing function on WordPress
In the process of rebuilding my blogs after the last webhost hick-up I realized I needed to reset the sharing function of my blog posts to go to Facebook, Twitter, & Tumblr.
This is a test. If it had been a real Mercury Retrograde emergency I’d be crying.
For those who are celebrating this Fourth of July – just a reminder – safe and sane, Okay?
As I watch the marine layer roll in from the Pacific ocean I think, “Well there’s a bucket full of disappointment for those who want to watch the fireworks.” San Francisco is notorious for having fireworks that look like colorful cotton candy as the fireworks ignite in a fog bank. Sort of trippy if you’re flexible to just be happy to be in a crowd of people after a day of shivering over a picnic.
For those who are not celebrating this Fourth of July – Happy Thursday. I’d usually be at aquatic aerobics but it was cancelled.
I still have to pack up my mini food and get the box in the mail tomorrow.
I’ve been on a creative pause. As I’ve mentioned before, I believe that creativity is a three fold process: input, synthesis, and output. I had been on this “input” phase where I couldn’t get enough eye candy. I’ve been fascinated with Japanese Harajuku fashion, Steampunk, and weird-art. I’ve been reading voraciously all sorts of genres. I feel I’m entering into a “synthesis” state where all this input is rolling around like laundry in the washing machine.
I don’t know what the output is going to be. I’m thinking it’ll be very different than what I’ve made before. I hope it’ll be different that what I’ve made before.
I’m feeling I don’t need to make human figures that are so realistic. I can go cartoonish with them if I want.
I was thinking some of the Harajuku street fashion would meld well with SteamPunk and then translate that into figures that are not so much copies of Anime characters but rather characters of my own weird internal world.
That’s where I’ve been. In my head. Mulling ideas around as I rearrange stuff here at home and prepare to rearrange more stuff after my son moves to Seattle to hook up with a new lady love. You know what that means? Space to spread out.
I’ve been a bit cramped, space wise, that’s why it’s been easier to escape into my head where there’s limitless room to roam about. My work/live area has been very cramped for the last year or so, long story that – won’t bore you with it – you wouldn’t believe it anyway.
Soon all that will be changed, but not without a lot of huffing and puffing, breaking sweats, and getting a pulled muscle or two in the process. I’m tingling with anticipation.
I don’t want to say to my son, who I love living with by the way, “Get thee gone to your lady love, forthwith!” That would be rude. He is relieved that I’m not all broken up about him moving out, again, second fledging. All I can think of is SPACE to WORK, I scav’d a sewing machine down in recycling so I’ll have two sewing machines set up. One for delicate fabric and the other for more heavy duty stuff.
Oh Multi Media Beckons – polymer clay, fabric, watch parts, jewelry parts, all used together on a figure.
For a long time I didn’t make anything that I could not turn into a tutorial for this group here. Now that my website has over a gig of free tutorials I felt constrained with that limitation. I think there are more than enough tutorials on my website for new clayers to bounce ideas off of for the time being.
I’m needing to spread out, empty my brain of some of these visions that are floating about like lonesome specters. who whisper,”Make me. Release me. Set me free.”
I had a hard time even figuring out what was going on to myself, let alone tell y’all. I still don’t know if I’m explaining myself adequately.
I’m entering into a new phase in my artistic life that has more to do with my personal creative self expression and less to do with feeling the need to chronicle the process, which slows the process down, and then posting it to the website. I might do more videos of the experimentation though. Then I can work freely and just natter about what I think is going on and then share that.
Anyway, I’m fine. Outside of some stiffness and pain in my left hand due to Old Timer’s Disease, the passing of a mentor that broke my heart, dealing with being a family sandwich with Mom on one side and my offspring and grandkids on the other side, I’m fine.
I’ve just been recharging my creative batteries and finding out who I’ve become in the process.
Ok, it’s like this.
When I started my website http://www.norajean.com it was over 10 years ago and I was using FrontPage 2003. In the ensuing years that software was retired. The code became old fashioned and the new browsers didn’t like it. My slide shows and FrontPage “themes” were broken in the new browsers.
Then because I didn’t know what I was doing I had hundreds of photos in my root directory which made my FrontPage extensions unstable.
I upgraded to Expressions Web the new software from MicroSoft, not a replacement for FrontPage but a CSS software for web building, that still used FrontPage extensions.
My webhost in the effort to make my site more stable moved ALL the photos form my root directory into a file. This month of May 2013 I’ve been searching every page for “red x” photos to redirect them to the right file and to add the Dynamic Web Template to all the pages that had it stripped off.
In the process of doing that I realize all SIX of my blogs are wonky. I can see the pages I have in my blogs in the Dashboard but they do not show up when clicked on the page. My permalinks were fritzed, style sheets were MIA. This is a whole boatload of work I have to do over to get it to the place it was in April, before the webhost “fix”.
So ClayMates looking for CITY-o-Clay guidelines, CITY-Leaders looking for CITY-Lists Guidelines for training, my general nattering blog here and my astro blog, and most likely my son’s kung-fu site and the sample WordPress sites I set up for examples of my skill set are all messed up.
Don’t ya just love it when a “fix” breaks a mess of stuff? So that’s the story of what’s going on with my site and jeese louise do I have a lot of work to do still.