The Chicken or the Egg?

There is a very interesting approach to how planetariums come to be.

The chicken or the egg, in this case, being the support stand/console/et all vs the starball/cylinder/dodec/lunch pail .. Which comes first?

In my current mystery project, the stand came first, found at goodwill. In the case we see here, the stand is to accomodate a waiting star mechanism. Owen found a chicken for his egg .. I started with the chicken and then needed an egg ... Im getting hungry for breakfast! Finding this stand, moved this mystery project to the forefront - the personality of the machine in this case would flow literally, from the ground up. Naturally, this got the ball rolling and I moved it to the head of my project list.

The star mechanism is easy to put off till last since if you are building it, it will take the most time and care. If you collected one fully formed though, it is easier to get this first. Myself, I cannot see putting in the hours to create a starball without having the mounting first, so I can test it as I go, see the sky being born before my very eyes etc .

So which comes first? Well it depends I guess! gare

thoughts on Owens Planetarium Museum

HPA said DREAM. Owen said DREAM BIG .. indeed

Yes Im going to have to add a BIG to my own DREAM sign (seen on planetariumsathome.com).. i noticed also the new Planetarium Network picked up on the dream theme as well.

I will tell you this. Seeing the emmons projector gives me a thrill every time I visit the museum website, which is a couple times a week to marvel.

This entry is being written the day after Obama was sworn in, hence the Lincoln references. HPA is delighted and honored to have two quotes on the Museum website.

But seeing my two quotes as well.. Im done.. no more quotes .. but to me.. if I could have my wish.. my dream .. that those words might live on for people past my lifetime.. equipment .. stuff... gets scattered over time . .. but words can live forever. I was reminded of this watched the inauguration festivities, which recalled my own visits to the Lincoln Memorial. The statue didnt move me that much.... his WORDS carved in marble were forever though... bind up the nations wounds... and the war came . with charity towards all .. in our own little way, i hope someday people are researching us.. collections may be dispersed. the ravages of time take their toll ..

but what we put into words can ring down through the ages. so to me, we must be caretakers of not only THINGS .. but THOUGHTS ... as we found the ability to express them.. or as old abe said .. as god gives us the ability to express them.

Maybe thats our REAL legacy. Maybe not. I dont know. but in a day yesterday looking back, looking forward. as in last weeks looking from the back room to the show room.. these thoughts have been on my mind. HPA has been a forum for these kind of thoughts. But never have they had such a stage as the Museum.

g

From the Backroom To The Showroom

From the Backroom to the Showroom

All my life i was a backroom guy .. hidden back behind the water cooler and the coffee machine - there i was .. see me! back behind those cardboard boxes ... and happy to be there .. i would balance your reports .. i would gopher your shipments... i would manage 20 professionals as long as we were doing backroom transactions ...

then it changed for me .. i was forced to go into sales... and backroom gary was facing JANE AND JOHN Q PUBLIC and they were buying but they werent always amused.

and i became FRONT ROOM gary. and i won awards.. trips to hawaii.. video projectors .. i found my background drive worked in the front room too .. the best of both worlds..

you see i could be that green shade accountant.. that totally committed faceless machine ..

and i could be a huckster .. a hawker .. a salesman .. but with empathy and humanity ..and believe me its made me alot of money

and then i found my secret passion was portraying the stars... and i went through the VERY SAME CYCLE that i had in my professional career .. and to kickstart it all i went back to the same villa park il neighborhoods.. the same early friends. the same memories .. passions ..

and i found myself on the same path .. backroom for soooooo long ... acquiring.. lusting.. building .. collecting.. acquiring..

but then i saw it

i saw it

like my career.. i had been trained .. gandalf told merry and pippin and frodo and sam much the same when they asked ... how shall we save the shire? gandalf said .. thats what you have been trained for

so owen and me. maybe you? weve been trained in the backroom .. but for a larger purpose ..

alot of planetarium pros no doubt have followed some of this .. some to the fore.. some remain in the back

but WE ARE PIONEERS .. we arent taking jobs at establishments

we are GOOD ANCESTORS .. blazing trails. we are .. if we but see it

and so we have been in the backroom... i was until recently

we move to the showroom . it doesnt mean we have to stop what we were about

but we need to see the expressions on kids faces

because in the end .. we might remember those more... we might.... gare

HPA Quote

From the optical wizardries of industrial giants to your corner hardware store - from scientific legends to enthusiasts tinkering in garages and barns .. these worlds meet, mingle, and all share one common purpose . the stars.

the HPA Newsletter

19 in 15 years? Yes but I took 6 years off. 19 in 9 years. That sounds better.

They arent really news.. they were in the 90s before the Net. Nothings news anymore when you are online. HPA newsletters are rather then .. reflections.

Like of all things ... baby formula. They look small. A quick bottle. But the way they grow organically .. until common themes and random chance bind them together into some kind of song from out THERE .. they nourish. They nourish me, I keep the latest issue for months at my side to savor the things people have written, or caused me to write.

And all of this without even mentioning the subject. Its because our subject has an undertow of spirituality. Of beauty. Of restless curiosity. Of fascination with what the human hand, eye, and mind can build.

the HPA newsletter isnt a newsletter.

I dont know what it is. All I know is when one writes itself in its own time .. it becomes timeless. gare

I Always Liked Oats - Short Planetarium Fiction

I Always Liked Oats .. a very short planetarium story from HPA

time for supper! announced mom .. and GARY .. COME OUT OF THE CLOSET

gary winced - a 17 yearold kid like him liked to be secretive, but it hadnt been easy .. he'd been in the large converted pantry all day doing 'something' and couldnt help but come out once or twice for black construction paper .. staples.. glue.. tape

all through dinner Gary seemed preoccupied .. Dad intoned his ususual tale of his day .. the girls (garys sisters) giggled about this boy or that.. as soon as supper was cleared away, Gary returned to the entranceway of the pantry, but turned and said loudly

SHOW IN 30 MINUTES!

show? asked mom? she was still puzzling why gary her son had emptied the quaker oats box after breakfast that morning .. it had disappeared...

show? asked the sisters .. yet they curiously were ushered into the large pantry and sat on the flloor.

last came dad.. his glasses perched on his nose .. and mom joined him

gary drew a curtain over the entrance and confronted his dubious family on the floor .. shutting off the light he unvelied the quaker oats box .. it had hundreds of holes carefully punched in it .. a light was within ..

before his family could react .. a gasp was heard .. the oats carton exploded into pinpoints of light ..and the closet ceiling .. transformed into a makeshift dome with paper and glue ..

revealed the glory of the heavens

how did you do this son? his father asked from his place over by the entrance..

well started gary

I always liked oats ....

Life in the Rear View Mirror

Life in the Rear View Mirror

In any endeavor of our hearts, the quick passing of time renders them quickly in the rear view mirror. Cars are so much of our culture, that analogy needs no explanation. But some rear view mirrors said OBJECTS MAY BE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR

And we are taught by drivers ed .. or uncle ed. or mom or dad... always check the mirrors before passing ...

Thats good advice. Because arent we always passing ... onto tomorrows new adventures or trials ..

So how to apply this general statement to Planetariums. Home Planetariums. It might apply to model railroads. Or groups who meet to discuss ...

Museums are rear view mirrors. Newsletters are rear view mirrors. Anything we write and preserve. This very board we are posting on .. want to see what we said about lenses in 06? Its here somewhere ..

Want to see what an STP looks like? Its here .. Want to see when Dick Emmons said before he passed? Its here. Want to see all those who came and contributed but now we cant find them? They live on here. Want to see childhood influences? They live here.

In the rear view mirror.

But take it deeper. Want to go back to 1963 when you were young and sat enthralled? Its here. Want to relive incredible accomplishments that our ancestors came up with? Here. Want to feel joy you might have not felt for decades? Maybe it lives it here. Filtered through decades of 'life'

Life in the Rear View Mirror. We cannot live nor dwell in the past.

But what a treat indeed it is to preserve it as we do. HPA has its archives of lectures, newsletters. The Museum has incredible works of engineering. Our friends and associates around the globe have an incredible collection of experience, stories, knowledge. Thats when the Rear View Mirror can become the Future View Mirror.

the Future View Mirror. or Ahead View Mirror

Remembering the past why cant we take the best parts and build upon them. Learn from the mistakes and then forget them.

Life in the Rear View mirror isnt really living in the past. Its storehouseing the accumulated wisdom. A well one can dip in for fresh inspiration.

Objects may be Closer than they Appear

I wouldnt have it any other way.