The over arching goal of this project is to
have a positive impact on the Loveland community and world.
by David Miller
Christi and David Eaton from Miami Township have been working for about two
years on a feature film called Hope Bridge.
David Eaton
David Eaton said, "God called us to make
this faith based film aimed at making a difference when it comes to
suicide awareness and prevention and tackles the issue of mental
illness." The stigma over these two issues remains and needs to be
removed to open the door to discussions with our teens, with our
friends, he explained. "We have worked very closely with AFSP (American Foundation for
Suicide Prevention) and the Lindner Center of Hope. Many are suffering
in silence with depression or other disorders, often undiagnosed and
unknown."
As you are all well aware, the Loveland area has lost several people to
suicide over the past several years, The Eaton family has
been directly impacted.
Eaton said, "Many of you have been either involved in our
marketing our video shoot, on our prayer team, or have just asked us about
the project somewhere along the way, thank you for that."
The Eaton's have now have partnered with a very established Christian production
company called Rebel Pilgrim Productions. They have significant
experience having made several films and have relationships with key
distributors like Sony Affirm, BMG, NetFlix, RedBox and others. They
approached the Eatons about Hope Bridge and the Eatons are both very excited to be
moving forward together with these partners. "We will be filming this summer and
preparing for a 2014 release, said David Eaton. "Through Rebel, we have also partnered
with Asbury College down near Lexington, Kentucky. This Christian
university is well known for the strength of it's film production
department." This will allow Asbury students to gain experience as
part of a crew, and provides significant financial benefit with
equipment and facilities. "Basically, we will be able to produce a
film equivalent to a $500K budget for nearly half the actual budget.
This is huge," said Eaton.
So, the opportunity. The Eatons have created a "teaser" for the film outlining the investment opportunity. They
are seeking to sell 25 shares in the film to raise a total of $300,000. Many
of the shares are sold out. Eaton said, "A very saavy investor that knows Rebel
Pilgrim, jumped on board immediately with $50,000 when he heard about our
Typically, investment in a film project would be the riskiest part
of someone's portfolio, but the Eatons feel blessed to be a bit different. They
already have a deal lined up with BMG (Bridgestone Media Group), one of
the nation's largest distributors of DVD's, to distribute the film and
have committed to an advance on those sales. They looked at the project
and it's potential and immediately jumped on board. They committed
$125,000-$150,000 cash advance on anticipated sales of DVD's. "It is
very rare for an independent film to get this kind of deal this
early, but for our investors, it's great since it limits much of the
downside risk." Rebel Pilgrim has also put together a theatrical deal to be in 40
cities on their current film and expect that to happen for Hope Bridge
as well. "This gets us into Wal-Mart and likely into some cable deals.
The opportunity is bright," Eaton said.
More
importantly, this film and your investment is something that can save
lives and change lives. The over arching goal of this project is to
have a positive impact on the Loveland community and world. The Eatons and their supporters want to give
those suffering in silence hope that there is something more in their
lives.
The film is also a call to action for parents, friends and
others to ask questions if they suspect something may be wrong. It is
not always "typical teenage behavior," sometimes there is more
to it. It's an opportunity to invest in something that can be life
changing.
You can download an information package for youself to
look at or pass along to someone you think may be interested. (
Download Hope Bridge Teaser) "If you
are interested in hearing more about it, feel free to shoot me an e-mail
at miamitrails@msn.com or call me at (513) 515-3813," Eaton urges. "I promise you, if you join on with us, it will be meaningful and possibly lucrative."
No matter what style of writing you want to try—fiction, non-fiction,
humor, poetry, memoir—we’ve got a program that can help. Come hear
professional authors share their expertise during “United We Write” at
the Main Library. All programs take place in the Popular Library Reading Lounge Tuesdays at 7:00 p.m.
Tuesday, May 21
Rick Sowash
Rick Sowash: Memoir writing with humorous advice on
organizing little stories into a larger narrative, engaging readers with
suspense and humor, bringing characters to life, and delivering a
satisfying ending.
Rick Sowash has earned most of his living by weaving the history and
folklore of his native Ohio into books which he writes, publishes and
markets. His newest book, The Boy Who Would Be Famous, is
about the curious endeavors and comic pursuits of an adventurous lad
growing up in America’s heartland. His other titles include Heroes of Ohio, Critters, Flitters & Spitters, and Ripsnorting Whoppers: A Book of Ohio Tall Tales. Sowash also publishes his own sheet music, and has produced 15 CD recordings of his own compositions.
Pauletta Hansel
Tuesday, June 18
Pauletta Hansel: The (He)art of Poetry: a hands-on workshop on how to strengthen your poems, and make them resonant and uniquely your own.
Pauletta Hansel is Writer-in Residence at Thomas More College and
leads community poetry workshops for the Urban Appalachian Council and
at Grailville in Loveland, Ohio, among others. She is the author of four
collections of poetry and co-editor of Pine Mountain Sand & Gravel, the literary journal of the Southern Appalachian Writers Cooperative.
Tuesday, July 23
Bob Woodiwiss
Bob Woodiwiss: Humor writing with tips on getting published in magazines and newspapers.
Bob Woodiwiss writes a humor column for Cincinnati Magazine and is a regular contributor to McSweeney’s Internet Tendency. He is the author of Keys to Uncomfortable Living: An Indulgence of My Peculiarities, An Indictment of Yours and his work is included in The McSweeney’s Book of Politics and Musicals
as well as Fifty Shades of Funny. He is also the owner and “Director of
Undirected Thinking” at Bob, The Agency, a creative boutique.
Tuesday, August 6
Kathy Y. Wilson: Learn tips on enhancing your non-fiction writing, generating ideas, and branding yourself as a writer.
Kathy Y. Wilson
Kathy Y. Wilson is a sentence-slinger/closet poet/teacher/playwright. She wrote the book Your Negro Tour Guide: Truths In Black and White, which was adapted into a one-woman multimedia monologue for the stage and is an award-winning column for CityBeat newspaper. Wilson also is a National Public Radio commentator on “All Things Considered,” a contributing senior editor to Cincinnati Magazine,
and a University of Cincinnati adjunct instructor of women’s studies
and journalism. The Associated Press Society of Ohio, the Cleveland
Press Club, the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies, and the Society
of Professional Journalists have all honored her work.
Aleasha Whitney Wilson is a Loveland High School graduate who studied liberal arts at UC Raymond Walters College and Fine Arts/Drawing at Northern Kentucky University. She decided to take a long break from schooling to pursue her goal of writing a novel.
That novel became the fantasy adventure, Pink Spades. The story surrounds a group of young, aspiring musicians that the main character meets after her move to Tokyo, Japan. While chasing their dream of becoming a famous rock band, they encounter a coven of immortal creatures called Akaijin that need their help bringing their kind out of the shadows. They all come to learn that their meeting wasn't by coincidence, but fated to come into being.
Aseila Geraldi is a music major studying in Tokyo, Japan while her mother Debra handles the affairs of her fashion franchise there. Aseila struggles to become accustomed to the foreign lifestyle, but finds solace in the hopes of becoming the lead singer of the local band Pink Spades. After finally auditioning for the band, she arrives home to tell Debra about how it went.
Pink Spades
by Aleasha Whitney Wilson
Part 4
Debra sat waiting for her on the front steps of the apartment building with a glass of red wine at hand. She smiled when her daughter came walking through the iron gate, swirling the liquid around inside the glass. The sultry, black woman had let her hair down tonight, showing off her natural curls. She must have had a good day at work, Aseila assumed. Debra asked her how the audition went and the girl responded happily. She became equally excited about the event and they gushed about it for a while after that. Seeing how pleased Debra was about the audition, Aseila got a good feeling that she wouldn't dare to leave this place for a long time...hopefully.
The two sat peacefully and shared the glass of wine while looking up at starry night sky. Being outside again at night made Aseila's memory flash back to when she met that strange guy. She casually mentioned the incident to Debra, curious about her opinion on the “vision” she had.
“That's very strange 'Seila,” she began. “ I'm not one to read too much into dreams and such, but you do have a wild imagination. I don't think it's anything to worry about. And you shouldn't have been wandering around in the middle of the night anyhow! What if you had gotten hurt or something?”
“But I didn't. I just needed some fresh air. It helps me unwind--” Her sentence was cut off right there because the mysterious man suddenly flashed into plain view. Her heart stopped as her eyes caught him walking along the sidewalk ahead of them. He paused as he passed the fence and returned the stare. Debra wasn't looking at the man, she was eying Aseila's face and waiting for her to finish the sentence.
“That's him,” She announced dully, without looking away. “ Stupid jerk.”
“No need to use such language honey, he can't possibly be that bad.” Debra followed her gaze and eyed him cautiously. The man smiled back and let himself through the gate. “So, we meet again.” He greeted Aseila warmly, stepping closer to the two of them. He was wearing the same color clothing he wore the last time. A black, hooded sweatshirt and black, faded jeans was what he wore tonight instead of the nice collared shirt and slacks.
“Are you stalking me now?” Aseila questioned, a brow raised. The stranger's eyes bulged at the greeting, seemingly surprised or hurt by the suggestion.
“'Seila! Don't be so rude! How do you expect to make friends here with that behavior?” Debra scolded, giving her a light smack on the arm. The man looked down at his feet, hands shoved into his pants pockets. Aseila scoffed, slightly offended that Debra defended him. She hadn't told her about how badly he pissed her off during their first encounter. It was so like Aseila's mother to to turn to mush around an attractive guy. Pathetic, the girl noted quietly.
“Forgive my daughter sir, she's not keen on social interaction. I guess I am to blame for that for having us move around so much since she was a child,” Aseila's eyes widened at Debra's remark. That had been the first time she had ever acknowledged the fact aloud...and in front of an outsider, at that. “Unfortunately for Aseila, I find it easier to work and manage Geraldi's many locations if I am living in the area. Traveling back and forth would cost an arm and a leg, and I'd be away from her too often...I may be wealthy, but I am still a frugal woman, mind you...” Debra said all of this with much confidence and honesty, slurring almost every word. Alcohol was quite the truth serum at times.
“It's okay. It's good that she doesn't open up easily to strangers.” He replied with a forgiving smile, rocking back on his heals. Aseila rolled her eyes.
“I love how you two are talking about me as if I'm not here.” Aseila chimed in sarcastically.
“What is your name, young man?” Debra asked him, ignoring her daughter.
“My name is,” he hesitated. “ My name is Abel and you are?”
“Debra, Debra Geraldi. And this is my lovely daughter Aseila,” She gestured a hand Aseila's way. The girl behaved apathetically toward the introduction and sipped the wine, eyes wandering elsewhere.
“Your name isn't at all Japanese, Abel.”
“Yes I know,” he laughed, somewhat nervously. “ My parents liked biblical names very much.”
“Liked?”
“They both passed away...many, many years ago.” Aseila looked up at the mention of deceased parents, and began to feel a little sympathy for him. The loss of her father Harold had plagued the girl for so long. The thought made her wonder if he was still healing from the loss.
“I'm sorry for your loss. Aseila and I know too well what that is like, I'm afraid.”
“It's okay. I'm sure they're in a better place now.”
“That they are...and I'm sure the name suits you as well.”
“Ha!” Aseila laughed shortly, her twinge of sympathy gone away. Debra have her a sharp look.
“Well Abel, you are welcome to join us in our apartment. You'll be our very first guest.”
“I would appreciate that very much.” Abel agreed with a brilliant smile. Debra stood from the steps and led the way. They all made themselves comfortable in the living room with glasses of wine to keep them company . With his glass in his hand, Abel slipped his hand the pocket of his hoodie and retrieved a small tube of dark liquid. He uncapped the tube and poured the contents into his glass, swirling it in circles to stir the two liquids together.
“What's that you just put in your wine?” Debra pried.
“My secret recipe, it makes any drink taste more splendid than you would ever dream.”
“What's in it?”
“It's a secret, miss Debra. I would have to kill you if I told you.” He joked, sipping the mixture happily mixture happily. He was very pleased to be in their company it seemed.
“Well, some time you should tell me the recipe, so I can enjoy it too.”
“Maybe I will. But for now, it must be kept a secret. I need to decide if you're worthy enough to know the truth. You probably wouldn't like the taste at first anyway. It's much like beer; an acquired taste.”
“Ooooh, so mysterious you are.” She cooed flirtatiously. Aseila loosened up a little after a few drinks, forgetting about how much of a jerk she found Abel to be.
“ How have you been holding up so far in Tokyo?” Abel pried. “It's been a learning experience. I know more Japanese now and I auditioned for a part in a band today, they seemed to take a liking to me so I might get called back.”
“Good,” Abel exclaimed. “ It will only get easier, the longer you stay I believe.”
“Yeah, I think that too. “ Aseila answered, giving Debra a slight stare.
“Well I hope you get the part. Music is a great thing to have in life.” He declared, raising his glass before taking another sip. As the young man did so, his dark eyes focused solely on hers. And Abel continued to stare, even after the glass had left his mouth and rested into his lap. It became an uncomfortably long gaze. Debra didn't notice, for she had left the room to retrieve something from the kitchen. Aseila's eyes averted back and forth, as her insides twisted nervously. Then the images came again.
The scene she last saw seemed to have resumed, as if she had hit pause and play while watching a movie. She was at the fence, seeing through this body that wasn't hers, and gazing into the face of the mysterious horse rider. He appeared oddly familiar for some reason. Aseila couldn't decipher why. Emotions began to take over. A warm feeling invaded her chest and butterflies danced in the girl's stomach. Was she in love with this person?
“You walk this way often.” He started, wearing the widest grin she' ever seen. The sun behind him burned high in the sky, almost blinding her sight. Aseila felt her arm lift to her face for shade.
“Yes. From Mrs. Shaer's schoolhouse a few miles back. That woman is worth the long walk.” Aseila heard herself say. The young woman noticed another peculiar thing too, just then. They were speaking in a foreign tongue, but somehow the words were understandable. The man chuckled a little and slid down the horse's side. He stood much taller than she.
“Ah. She was my teacher as well. A very gifted woman indeed. What is your name?”
“Sanja. Sanja Abela,” Aseila answered meekly, blushing and looking at her feet. “ And what may I call you, sir?” And just when the man parted his lips to answer, Aseila found herself staring around the living room of the apartment again.
“Seila honey, you alright?” Debra's voice rang out from beside her. The woman had a hand rested gently atop her shoulder. Abel's eyes shifted away finally, as he cleared his throat and sipped more wine.
“Yeah, Yeah,” she fibbed. “I—I'm gonna go lay down. Goodnight you guys.” Aseila hurriedly darted to her bedroom and slid the door shut. Not long after, Debra retired to her room as well and let Abel crash on the couch. They all ended up sleeping through the morning, since they had stayed awake so late. Aseila was the first to wake. She glanced at her alarm clock and saw it was two 'o clock in the afternoon. She groggily slumped into the kitchen to make herself some coffee, being careful not to wake Debra and Abel.
When she finished stirring the massive amount of sugar and cream into her coffee mug, the spoon suddenly slipped and clashed against the floor. The sound echoed throughout the whole apartment. Aseila sighed in frustration and hoped to God she didn't wake the others. She liked the peace and quiet because it made her feel like she lived alone. Strangely enough, as much as she wanted to fit in somewhere and make friends, she still cherished every moment she spent without others. Aseila heard stirring coming from the living room. “Shoot, I woke him up.” she swore under her breath.
She heard his voice from the next room, muttering something in Japanese. He stepped into the kitchen where the girl stood, frozen. She studied his face for a moment and thought maybe he didn't seem like himself today. He looked stressed out. His brow was furrowed and lips pursed. Aseila opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off.
“ Where am I?” He asked with worry in his voice. He glanced around the apartment nervously.
“ Um...” Aseila began, “ You're at my apartment,” The confused look still did not leave his face. “ You don't remember coming here last night, Abel?” The girl asked with an awkward smile.
The man cleared his throat“Who is...Abel?” He asked her using English too and looking even more perplexed.
“Abel. That's your name isn't it?”
“No. I am Tsubasa Kuroi.” He announced, pointing a finger at his chest. Aseila's eyes widened. Did he seriously not know where he was right now? She asked herself. And why was he calling himself Kuroi? “Don't you remember? It's me, Aseila.” He shook his head no to answer her question.
“Aseila.” He repeated to himself, to confirm the name. The male still looked worried and behaved like a totally different person. The man was nothing like the one they had invited into their home last night. Suddenly, footsteps were heard coming from the hallway. Debra emerged, appearing just as confused as Abel was.
“What's going on guys?” Debra wondered.
“Mom, Abel is acting weird,” Aseila began. “ It seems like he doesn't remember us or where he is.” Debra's forehead wrinkled as she listened to her words.
“I'm not Abel, for the last time,” he argued, shaking his head at the women. “ My name is Tsubasa Kuroi.”
“Aseila, let's just play along so we can figure out who the hell he is.” Debra said, sounding aggravated.
“Okay...Mr. Tsubasa...do you remember being with us last night?” Aseila asked him.
“No. I was not here....”
“What do you remember then?” Debra chimed in.
“I remember working. I was running errands for my boss.”
“He must be schizophrenic.” Debra decided. Oh wonderful, Aseila mused to herself silently.
“Mr. Tsubasa, do you take medicine for a disorder called schizophrenia? Debra asked.
“Schizo? I don't have any disorder. I'm fine.”
“Is this the first time things have happened to you then after you don't remember them?”
“No.” he grumbled, raking his hands frantically through his hair. “ Chikushou!” He yelled loudly, kicking at the wall. Aseila didn't recognized that word, but it sounded like he was cursing.
“I have to go.” The confused male announced, hurrying out the door. That episode left the two women feeling more baffled than they had ever been in their lives about anything.
“Well...that was interesting.” Debra commented.
“ Darn, and we were just getting all comfortable here and making friends; our first turns out to be schizo and he doesn't know it yet,” Aseila sighed deeply. “He probably won't come back here now.”
“Yeah. It's a shame because he's soooo good looking!” Debra cooed.
“How did someone so cute end up working at a prison?!”
“He's too young for you.” Aseila reminded her, rolling her eyes.
“He's an adult, 'Seila. Therefore, he is fair game,” Debra retorted. “ I may be forty-years-old but I look damn good for my age, pardon my French!”
“You're fifty, mom.”
“ Lies!” The woman shouted, throwing her arms into the air. Aseila scoffed and stomped to her room to do some homework, Then Debra climbed into the shower, singing the Patsy Cline song again.
Clue #1 Friday, June 7, 2013 Clue #2 6:00 p.m. Clue #3 Report to RSVP Event Center (Wards Corner) Clue #4 Be prepared for an evening of murder, blackmail, and intrigue!
Please RSVP by May 31, 2013. Dress attire is business casual.
Crime and Pun-ishment is The Murder Mystery
Company's award winning 1920's gangster-land mystery dinner. Prepare to
enter Mafia Don Lou Zar's Speakeasy, where there are plenty of
gangsters, flappers and freshly bootlegged drinks!
Dinner will feature
carved tenderloin of beef, fresh turkey breast, mashed potato bar,
grilled vegetables, and deadly desserts.
Enjoy a Whodunnit Charity Event Featuring a Social Hour with Murderous Meatballs, Killer Cocktails, and To Die For Basket Auction", Crime and Pun-ishment" Murder Mystery Dinner, Coffee and Deadly Desserts.
The coss and cupola of the new Saint George Russian Orthodox Church was placed in mid February. The Church is on Lebanon Road near Symmes Park.
Benefit for fund
raising campaign to build new Saint George Russian Orthodox Church in Loveland
The eighth annual
Russian Night
will be held on Sunday, June 2nd
2013 at
Peterloon Estate
. The evening will include a gourmet Russian dinner in the gardens of
Peterloon Estate, a live concert, as well as vodka tasting throughout
the evening and a live auction! All proceeds will benefit our fund
raising campaign to build a new church in Loveland, Ohio. You can
support our region's preservation of Russian culture by attending this
festive evening and getting your own "taste" of Russia! For more
information contact Larissa Sander at (513) 633-5361 or lsander@fuse.net. Church Web Site
Loveland, Oh. - Chris Casey, a local
musician specializing in solo acoustic sets featuring vocals, guitar and
harmonica entertained at the 2nd Saturday Open House at the Loveland Artists Studios on Main on May 11. Learn more about Chris...
LES fourth graders Scott Sheakley Jr., Luke Faessler, Matthew Lodge, Aaron Krabacher, Alex Christow Moreno and Jacob Kim
Community
invited to view LES ‘Bottle Buddy’ creations on display at Loveland Public
Library
Loveland Elementary School (LES) students in Paul Tanaka’s fourth
grade class didn’t simply learn about famous Ohioans during history studies;
the students created “Bottle Buddies” of the celebrated historic figures.
“An extraordinary biography will have parallel features of a
memorable lesson: heart, enthusiasm, creativity, and research,” said Tanaka.
“It’s tremendously motivating to help students create a masterpiece using their
unique gifts and talents.”
All 50 Bottle Buddies that make up the class project are on
display for the community to view at the Loveland Public Library until Friday,
May 17.
“We are thrilled the Loveland Public Library thought this lesson
was worthy of display,” said Jennifer Forren, LES principal. “This is just one
more example of how our teachers think outside of the textbook to help our
students learn, and we are proud to have this project available for the
community to enjoy.”
The Loveland Arts Council offered a $1000 scholarship to ALL students (public, private and home school) living in the Loveland school district. The winner will be announced at the Loveland High School Awards Ceremony on May 16th.
The contenders are:
Katie Nelson will be attending Antonelli College majoring in Photography.
Claudia Giuffre will be attending Miami University majoring in Graphic Arts.
Katie Loomis will be attending the Savannah School of Art and Design majoring in Graphic Design.
Katie Hoderlein will be attending Ohio University majoring in Graphic Arts.
Mallet Madness is an advanced percussion group of select fourth grade students at Loveland Elementary School. The group plays complicated pieces for xylophone, drum, accessory
Back row (L-R): Mrs. Henn, Maya Johnson, Leah Smith, Zachary Bebout, Spencer Boothe, Mia Carver, Ms. Planeaux Middle (L-R): Sarah Lolli, Austin Anderson, Adam Koscilicki, David Ballman, Justin Dierling, Anna Geiger, Nicole Brink, Ellie Mennen, Lilly Rohling Front Row (L-R): Sophie Scuterud, Olivia Rohling, Caroline Florea, Lauren Hentz, Hannah Laman, Gavin Miller
percussion, and recorder. Many of the pieces were written by German composer Carl Orff. Previous public performances include a performance for the American Orff-Schulwerk Association (Orff-Schulwerk is the approach to music education that is used to teach the children at LPS and LES) as well as the Loveland Board of Education.
The group is in its 4th season and is co-directed by LES music teacher Michele Henn and LPS music teacher Kristen Planeaux. Mallet Madness rehearses before school three days per week. Ensemble members show tremendous dedication for making music by arriving to school nearly an hour before their classmates. Currently, this ensemble is the only of its kind in this area.
The attached video is of a previous Mallet Madness ensemble at the End-of-the-Year Celebratory Concert. Our concert this year is on Wednesday, May 22nd at 6:30 PM in the LES gym. We would love to spread the news about these dedicated and talented kids!
Community member Amina Tuki, The Eva Jane Romaine Coombe Director Kim Fender and First Lady Michelle Obama
On May 8, in a White House ceremony in the East Room, First Lady
Michelle Obama joined Institute of Museum and Library Services (IMLS)
Director Susan Hildreth to present the 2013 National Medal for Museum and Library Service
to the Public Library of Cincinnati and Hamilton County. The nation’s
highest honor conferred on museums and libraries for service to the
community, the National Medal celebrates institutions that make a
difference for individuals, families, and communities. Kimber Fender, The Eva Jane Romaine Coombe Director, and community member Amina Tuki accepted the National Medal.
Loveland, Oh. - Once again artists will be painting, drawing, photographing, any medium-around Loveland Ohio this year from June 22 to June 30 and you are invited to join.
The event is sponsored by the Loveland Arts Council.
Sign up at Pizazz Studio Gift Shop, 122 W. Loveland Ave., Loveland OH after noon on June 19.
The cost is $15 for Loveland Art Council members and $20 for non-members.
There are two purchase awards in the amount of $300 each this year.
There will be a "Wet Paint Sale" on Jun 30th from 2:00 to 4:00 where artists will be selling their work from the week. A number of unsold items will have an opportunity to be displayed at Paxton's Grill for sale without a commission for a period of time.
Submission deadline: June 19-29.
Dates of event: June 22-30.
Two purchase awards for $300 each have been pledged by Pizazz Gift Studio and the Greater Loveland Historical Society Museum. (see website for details)
Looking for something fun to do this Mother's Day weekend.
How about checking out the Moroccan
Butterfly Show at the Krohn Conservatory. This weekend only, there will
also be a Moroccan Market Tent with crafts people and artists making and displaying their wares.
Bonnie McNett, Whistle Stop ClayWorks
instructor and owner of Mud Slinger Studio will be showing some new
pottery designs and Tim and Kay from Whistle Stop ClayWorks will have a
potters wheel for some AWESOME demonstrations!
It will be 2nd Saturday Open Studios at the Loveland Artist Studios on Main May 11. You can view the new art on the main gallery wall of this historic school building and visit the artists and artisans in their open studios.
Live entertainment also...
Casey and the Nobodies is the band name for Chris Casey, a local
musician specializing in solo acoustic sets featuring vocals, guitar and
harmonica.
Casey and the Nobodies takes a refreshing approach,
covering a wide range of genres from classic country to punk as well as
original works.
For Chris, music is a constant learning experience and a labor of love.
It's no wonder By Request is world renowned. After listening to this impromptu performance at the April 23 Loveland council meeting, you might think so too.
On April 23, By Request, the show choir of Loveland High School was honored with a proclamation at the Loveland council meeting. Acting student mayor, David Trait read the proclamation.
This LOVELAND MAGAZINE HD VIDEO was taken on April 13 at the Loveland Artists Studios on Main. It is from the fund raiser hosted by Loveland Magazine to garner support and additional dollars to preserve the Loveland Predestinarian Church at the end of Chestnut Street.
That night, the Loveland Predestinarian Church Preservation Committee raised about $1,500 in cash and pledges when four local authors spoke about their writing and musical guests entertained..
If you would like to contribute time or money to saving the church from the wrecking ball contact Paula Aguah at: paula@pmoguah-law.com
This LOVELAND MAGAZINE VIDEO is local poet Robert Murphy reading his poem about Emily Dickinson during the fund raiser for the Loveland Predestinarian Church on April 13 at the offices of the Loveland Magazine TV Studio in the Loveland Artists Studios on Main. That night, the Loveland Predestinarian Church Preservation Committee raised about $1,500 in cash and pledges to restore the historic black church on Chestnut Street.
The local group hopes to save a historic black Loveland church from the wreaking ball. City Administrators are Considering Demolishing the 118 Year-old Historic Black Church that is owned by taxpayers.
In 2004, Poet, Robert Murphy founded Dos Madres Press. His poems have appeared in the literary periodical Smartish Pace, as well as the Colorado Review, the Notre Dame Review, The Cultural Society, Marsh Hawk Review, and the Chicago- based journal LVNG. He is the author of a chapbook, Not for You Alone, Life In The Ordovician: Selected Poems. He is a 2000 winner of the William Bronk Foundation prize for poetry.
"Emily, In anticipation of going home" is from Murphy's newest collection, From Behind the Blind.
Local artist Monica Achberger said, "I am just thrilled, my
painting 'In The Pink' was selected the Gold Medal winner. To be the recipient of this
prestigious award is a tremendous honor." She recently won the Joan Cord Award
of Excellence from the Cord Foundation at the 2013 Women's Art Club of
Cincinnati 120th Annual Juried Exhibition.
Achberger's artwork is on display until Sunday April 21st
from 1:00 to 4:00 pm at The Women's Art Club
Cultural Center(The Barn), 6980 Cambridge Ave, Mariemont, OH 45227. The
show is free and parking is adjacent to the building.
Rick Sowash
Pauletta Hansel
Bob Woodiwiss
Kathy Y. Wilson
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