click on picture to see video. On a rainy day last week Lohbado made an attempt to provide an introduction to the Lohbado youtube channel, during a bike ride along the Lachine Canal in Montreal. While editing sequences, he deleted a lot of baloney and did his best to keep something semi-intelligible. The trouble with creating video; at the time it seems cool, but then you look at it a second time and wince. The wise thing would be to abandon the effort. However, Lohbado isn't wise. He persists. It's part of the creative process. Lohbado views video making as an art form, similar to painting.
Instead of using paint on canvas, Lohbado uses video mode of his camera to record color, form, motion. With a camera, one composes scenes and allowing room to move about and to even speak a little poetry, stories or silly chatter. The urge to create and communicate is a basic human instinct going back to prehistoric times. Art objects have been found dating back to 60,000 BC.
A proper introduction to the channel would require careful planning and organization. What was Lohbado thinking? Did he honestly expect to be able to provide an explanation during a long bike ride? Well, in this case, he's dead on. This is the Moronovian Way, to interact with situations as one drifts through the river of time. Whatever you say will not be the whole story. It's a case of picking and choosing. A topic could be explored from many angles, narrative, conceptual, psychological... The sky is the limit. The main thing is to have fun. Lohbado frequently told himself: don't take yourself so seriously.
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Friday, December 2, 2016
|in Notre-dame-de Neiges Cemetery Montreal|
Lohbado has no answer, no ultimate solution. Life could be viewed as a process, like a river flowing to the sea. Lohbado coped with anxiety by riding the bicycle, setting aside time every day for meditation, reflection, contemplation and pursuing anything creative. Lohbado enjoyed photography and making videos.
It's nice if you could find somebody to talk to. Some people are willing to listen. But be careful who you choose. Many people get irate, even angry when you mention your pain. Everyone is in pain. Maybe the person you complain to is suffering worse than you. Nobody has it easy. Sometimes it's best to listen to the other person. Maybe the other person's pain is a lot like your own. So then let the other person do the talking and one could learn from each other.
And if all else fails, go down to the river and cry your heart out. That's what Lohbado does sometimes. Go somewhere, to the graveyard, to the canal, to a weeping wall and unburden your heart. Enjoy a session of lamentation and prayer.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Friday, November 25, 2016
|digital painting by Lohbado|
Thursday, November 24, 2016
|digital painting by Lohbado|
Lohbado broke into a sweat. He tossed and turned, before realizing it was a dream. To dissolve the fearful scenario, he visualized Grandmother Aida entered the room with a large crystal glass of brandy mixed with Jagermeister. Moonlight through the window gave it a warm ruby glow. He sat up in bed and accepted the ritual beverage. Grandmother vanished. His body sank into calm and serene waves. He then slept like a baby until sunrise.