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Ballroom Dancing in Bovine County

No partner required- one will be provided

No partner required- one will be provided

Once the rubble was cleared from the big hurricane back in August 2015  I decided to dive headlong into ballroom dancing, taking lessons at Aunt Sappy and Anna Cow’s dance studio with little Sally Lou. I’ve spent all of my extra time and energy learning how to dance the Waltz, Tango, Foxtrot, Rumba, Cha Cha, West Coast Swing… and the list goes on. I feel bad that I haven’t been spending time with my DS106 family, but all of the time I’ve spent with you and the digital storytelling skills I’ve learned have been right here keeping me company – reminding me of you almost everyday. Your past presence and play have encouraged and supported my ever widening creative endeavors in the outside world. I’ve been creating videos and images at work to share the story of new technologies in development in the 3M labs. And I’ve been writing a monthly column chronically my journey as a middle-aged woman learning how to ballroom dance.  I can’t share my 3M work just yet, it’s considered confidential at this point, but if you’re interested in finding out what I’ve been up to on my dancing journey below are links to my past columns. I’m looking forward to doing some reading, viewing and catching up on what the rest of the family has been doing the last couple of months.

Middle-aged Moves


The How:

To create the “How to Dance” GIF I started with a public domain image of a postcard from 1878 of a couple dancing the Tango.  At the time I made this I was writing my Partner Dancing Partnerless – Nov 2015 Sheer Dance column and wanted an image to go with it.  Unfortunately, the magazine editors aren’t as creative as the DS106 community and weren’t up to using this image format in their on-line publication.  Oh well, I’ll keep on them and eventually I’ll wear them down. 😉

The quick selection and magnetic lasso tools found in Adobe Photoshop CC 2014 were invaluable.  I was able to cut-out the male dancer so I could make him disappear and reappear in the animation.  These tools were also used to copy nearby parts of the female dancer as well as liberal use of the clone tool to fill in the blanks.   For the animation the male image was added in and subtracting by changing the opacity of his layer in successive animation frames. With all of the experience I’ve had creating GIFs this was fairly easy.


Ballroom dancing at the trailer

Ballroom dancing at the trailer


Puffin Fairies Invade The Village

Talk about “Jammers”… The #Burgeron106 Puffin Fairy Flock discovered Dr. M’s teleporting treehouse this week.

They invaded the #Prisoner106 Village



declared war on The General.


I hear with the help of the #burgeron106 Special Forces they stole the General’s design secrets for Speed Learn before blowing up that old mainframe computer. NanaLou will be announcing soon her own plans using this technology for the good of all – as it was meant to be.

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The Trailer of Woe

Oh my…poor Nanalou has been worried sick about her #Burgeron106 family traveling over to the #Prisoner106 village. While they are continuing to travel back and forth (Dr. M’s teleporter appears to still be working.) She’s been preparing herself to distribute missing persons posters around the Bovine County Fairy Tale festival grounds and on-line- just in case they become permanent residents of The Village.


She and SuperMoo have been quite the pair.  While he’s been moooooning over Anna Cow– writing her love songs and all – Nanalou found a song in that old Celtic Lyre song book herself: “The Isle of Mist“.



She’s been changing the lyrics and asked me if I’d help her out by singing her version, “The Trailer of Woes”, when she’s finished.  I agreed and I asked Cousin Ron if he wouldn’t mind making us a quick recording of the melody. It’s been tough to get the timing down, and the written vocal range felt a bit high when I was sitting down to learn it the other morning. I think I should be able to pull it off if I warm up my voice first.

Femme_lyreIf I ever figure out the guitar chords that might go with this music, I’ve agreed to pass them along to Cousin Ron.  At this point I’ve sort of given up hope on that front. Plucking out the notes on my guitar, as if it were a Lyre, may be all I can do.  I did ask @vivienrolfe of the Headless Inkspots if she could maybe try her hand at a fuller music arrangement.  She was excited by the challenge and even has a few days off to give it a go.

Below are the lyrics NanaLou working with.

The Trailer of Woe
(New Lyrics by NanaLou, click here to listen to the melody)

Thru trials great and sor-row,
Her grey head now en-shroud,
And her life’s sun is sett-ting
be-hind a dark-some cloud;
Yet still she’s fondly long-ing ___
O would the day were come;
To see your shining faces,
At the Burgeron Trailer home.

‘Tis forty days and more now,
Since from the Trailer you set,
And in The Village waters
Cast forth your fishing net
And though you got a number
To fill your house with store;
You still must ne’er forget thee,
Your trailer home of yore.

All who have ears to hear it,
Or tongues the tale to tell,
Come join with me in singing
The woes that did befell;
How hundreds of our people
From hill and glen were torn,
And far across the ocean
From their loved trailer were borne

Farewell, dear friends and kinsfolk,
Wherever you may roam,
Both young and old, in exile,
Far from your trailer home;
And O, remember NanaLou,
When laid her sirens among;
‘Twas cruel wrong and sorrow
First wak’d her soul to song.

Update (7-12-15 final version uploaded to SoundCloud)


The Burgeron Bard Arrives

The children at the Bovine County Fairy Tale festival have been wonderfully entertained with Nanalou and other #Burgeron106 community sharing stories over at Dr. M’s treehouse.  For those at the festival looking for more adult fare I’ve been in charge of programming and advertising the talent line-up over at “The Porch”. This week, in support of our Celtic Fairy Tale theme from the summer long Around The World Workshops, the world renowned bard of Celtic literature and history, JJ MacGif is joining us.

“In ancient times the Bards were the keepers of tradition, of the memory of the tribe – they were the custodians of the sacredness of the Word.”  Learn more…

He had plans to visit the family last summer for our family reunion, but was unable to make it due to finishing his intense training as a master storyteller. We especially appreciate him taking time away this year from his newly appointed government position as the Minister for Education & Culture and his post as Poet Laureate.


Want to hear a preview of this great olam’s work? Click on the PR poster above or use your mobile device to scan and read the QR code. (QRCode App available for download at: https://scan.me/download) There you’ll find his rendition of “The Fairy Oak of Corriewater” from the Scottish folktale “Elphin Irving”.

You might find this summary and analysis interesting as background on the poem.

On a dark night the sound of pipes heralds the coming of the faeries, who emerge shining from the green hills. They have come to dance and celebrate beneath a thousand year old oak that the Queen of Faeries had planted. The Queen is also celebrating her capture of a handsome human named Elph Irving, and intends to seal his service for seven years with a kiss. Before the kiss takes place though, the faeries rush to their steeds as a christian soul interupts. The sister of Elph Irving approaches, and takes hold of her brother, calling on God. He is transformed into a variety of beasts, and she continues to hold him. When he is turned into fire, however, she releases him with a scream and faints. The faeries laugh at her failure, and she is consumed in the blaze.


The small bird’s head is under its wing,
The deer sleeps on the grass;
The moon comes out, and the stars shine down,
The dew gleams like the glass:
There is no sound in the world so wide,
Save the sound of the smitten brass,
With the merry cittern and the pipe
Of the fairies as they pass.
But oh! the fire maun burn and burn,
And the hour is gone, and will never return.

The green hill cleaves, and forth, with a bound,
Comes elf and elfin steed;
The moon dives down in a golden cloud,
The stars grow dim with dread;
But a light is running along the earth,
So of heaven’s they have no need:
O’er moor and moss with a shout they pass,
And the word is spur and speed—
But the fire maun burn, and I maun quake,
And the hour is gone that will never come back.

And when they came to Craigyburnwood,
The Queen of the Fairies spoke:
“Come, bind your steeds to the rushes so green,
And dance by the haunted oak:
I found the acorn on Heshbon Hill,
In the nook of a palmer’s poke,
A thousand years since; here it grows!”
And they danced till the greenwood shook:
But oh! the fire, the burning fire,
The longer it burns, it but blazes the higher.

“I have won me a youth,” the Elf Queen said,
“The fairest that earth may see;
This night I have won young Elph Irving
My cupbearer to be.
His service lasts but seven sweet years,
And his wage is a kiss of me.”
And merrily, merrily, laughed the wild elves
Round Corris’s greenwood tree.
But oh! the fire it glows in my brain,
And the hour is gone, and comes not again.

The Queen she has whispered a secret word,
“Come hither my Elphin sweet,
And bring that cup of the charméd wine,
Thy lips and mine to weet.”
But a brown elf shouted a loud, loud shout,
“Come, leap on your coursers fleet,
For here comes the smell of some baptised flesh,
And the sounding of baptised feet.”
But oh! the fire that burns, and maun burn;
For the time that is gone will never return.

On a steed as white as the new-milked milk,
The Elf Queen leaped with a bound,
And young Elphin a steed like December snow
’Neath him at the word he found.
But a maiden came, and her christened arms
She linked her brother around,
And called on God, and the steed with a snort
Sank into the gaping ground.
But the fire maun burn, and I maun quake,
And the time that is gone will no more come back.

And she held her brother, and lo! he grew
A wild bull waked in ire;
And she held her brother, and lo! he changed
To a river roaring higher;
And she held her brother, and he became
A flood of the raging fire;
She shrieked and sank, and the wild elves laughed
Till the mountain rang and mire.
But oh! the fire yet burns in my brain,
And the hour is gone, and comes not again.

“O maiden, why waxed thy faith so faint,
Thy spirit so slack and slaw?
Thy courage kept good till the flame waxed wud,
Then thy might begun to thaw;
Had ye kissed him with thy christened lip,
Ye had wan him frae ’mang us a’.
Now bless the fire, the elfin fire,
That made thee faint and fa’;
Now bless the fire, the elfin fire,
The longer it burns it blazes the higher.”


[NOTE:  I tried to get fancy and use the collapsible “read more” feature to make the post more scanable from here down. To my horror, upon a later preview, all of the supposedly collapsed text had disappeared – leaving only the <!–more–> code. YIKES! Luckily I save often and was able to return to an earlier draft and copy the text I’d lost into the current version. Yet one more reason I want to move our site to a new and fully functional wordpress theme.]

DESIGNING A PR POSTER: DesignAssignments1521 DesignTutorials1521

imageThis week’s trip to the Bank of DS106 Assignments had me researching the design world.  Designing A Promotional Flyer,DesignAssignments1521, caught my attention. I don’t think of myself as a designer, so this was a learning challenge I wanted to take.  The image, fonts, colors, placement of text and other stuff are all important in getting your message across in a clear and inviting way.

Using Photoshop CC 2014 I uploaded my image and began placing the text.I found a couple of celtic related fonts for free and after experimentation decided on UnZialish Regular with the addition of a drop shadow effect. My first attempt at copying and pasting the William Blake quote was awful.  The line spacing was coming over as maybe 4 times more space than I wanted. I tried removing the formatting, but that didn’t help.  Frustrated I went to the web and found out how to fix my line spacing issue. There’s an option called “Leading” that is not readily available in the Options Bar, but hidden in the Character Panel.  Once I found the Character Panel,

which was not easy I can tell you, I was able to play around with both the font size and line spacing until I came up with a look I liked.  I choose the line spacing to be two font sizes larger than font itself.

The placement of the text was simply by feel.  I moved them around until it looked “right” to me.  There were several iterations. Finally, I used the eyedropper tool to pick colors from the poster itself to maintain integrity with the image. Again, I played around, clicking different shades from different locations until I found one that worked.


QRCode_FairyOakSoundCloudThe addition of a QR Code was a flash of brilliance that sort of works by allowing the viewer to use their cell phone camera to access the web for more information. I input the URL that I want the user to follow into the generator.  It generates the QR code image which I then downloaded to my computer. Adding the image to my Photoshop file didn’t work correctly, so I opened it in preview and took a snapshot of the image, which then pasted into a new layer just fine.

This concept works great for a real physical poster that you’d post on a wall- but not so great in the purely digital world unless you are opening the poster on a laptop/desktop computer and have additional access to a mobile device to scan and read the code.  (A work around would be to add a clickable link with the use of an image mapper software like this one from CoffeCup.)


There was one more little glitch. I wasn’t sure on the proper spelling of MacGif. My tweet to @johnjohnston confirmed that I had spelled it incorrectly as “Mac Gif”. It was an easy fix in the Photoshop file. While I was in there I also took the opportunity to adjust the white colored font at the top. The “8pm” text wasn’t as visible as I would like against the white clouds.  I darkened it a bit by using the eyedropper to pick up a hue from his white shirt.

But this tiny change in the original file proved not so easy when I tried to update my announcement of the event/poster in our Google+ community. I thought I’d simply delete the link to the poster image and re-add the new one. Guess what I learned this morning? You can’t do that.


It’s a DS106 World

DS106_4LifeNanalou and I had a visit with the Burgeron Memory Mirror this week and what a treat.  @Cogdog and @Cris2B and I had evidentally created a fun parody of Mad World by Gary Jules during our lost week last summer.  With the help of a shared Google Doc Alan (aka @Cogdog) and Cris wrote new lyrics, and I sang the new song while accompanying myself on the 12-string guitar. Without a sound studio we had improvised using GarageBand on the iPad recording separate tracks adding some cool effects: dreamy vocals, large room guitar 1 and small room guitar 2.  The final sound editing and mixing were completed much easier by e-mailing the separate tracks to Nanalou’s computer where she keeps and old copy of GarageBand 6.0.5. The editing capabilities on the iPad version of GarageBand are pretty dismal.

When we checked Soundcloud we discovered two versions of the song:  An earlier draft with only Cris’s lyrics– sung twice for some odd reason.  (That Burgeron Backwoods Brew strikes again?)  Then a final version with both Cris’s and Cogdog’s lyrics. Through a misty fog and a lot of static we think the memory mirror was trying to show us something about a music video that was created to go with the parody, but we couldn’t find it. Maybe another Burgeron family member has seen it?  Well… you can at least listen to the audio version.

UPDATE: June 20, 2015 – In the #DS106 world you never know what will happen with the art you create.  Maybe nobody says anything, or maybe someone will riff on it and create something new. In this case Ron Leunissen was inspired to add keyboard and strings to the audio track.  It is beautiful.  Thank you Ron.


It’s a #DS106 World
by Rochelle Lockridge, @Cris2B, @Cogdog

Making art damn it keeps me sane
clears my mind, revs my brain
to create is better than champagne
makes me happy, makes me happy

There’s a freedom when you open up
Fill your cup, fill your cup
Ride the tension to a new creation
Live your vision, Live your vision

And I find it really funny, I find it really grand
to share my stuff with others makes my world expand
And some call it community, or maybe family
People creating art together, it’s a very very
DS106 World… DS106 World…

In front of me are familiar tweets
Blog updates, down under mates
Bright and early for the Daily Create
Making art, making art

Dancing Jim is filling up their GIFs
No layer masks, no layer masks
Going headless, don’t wanna do my work
Boss is a jerk, boss is a jerk

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of mad
The dreams in which I’m clone brushing are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people share in circles it’s a very, very
DS106 World…  DS106 World…

Bloggers waiting for the moment they get pings
Read your post, loved your remix
And I feel the way when Kernohan sings
Sit and listen, sit and listen

Went to school and I was very nauseous
No one knew my blog, nor my soundcloud
Hello Assignment Bank, where’s my example?
Tagged right to me, tagged right through me

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of mad
The dreams in which I’m clone brushing are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people share in circles it’s a very, very
DS106 World… DS106 World…  DS106 World…  DS106 World…


Inspired Artists at Fairy Tale Festival


The Windmill and the Butterfly – A Dutch Fairytale

Over time many Dutch artists have been inspired by the fairy tale of the windmill and the butterfly. Today artists around the world continue to find inspiration in this ancient story. The Bovine County Fairy Tale Festival being held at the Burgeron place this summer features a few of their favorite artists below: OnePercentYellowRon Leunissen, and @rockylou22 . To learn more and join in on the fun visit the festival’s official promotional website.





Flying wind mills / framed

Old Dutch painting based on the fairy tale of the butterfly and the flying wind mill. Framed in wooden frame.






The windmill and the butterfly

Today’s artists finding inspiration in the Dutch fairy tale, “The Windmill and the Butterfly”.







All styles and genres using many artistic and digital mediums have been inspired by the Dutch fairy tale.

The wind mill and the butterfly





Learn more about events and where you can stay while attending the Bovine County Fairy Tale Festival at our official promotional website:  http://burgeronpr.wix.com/burgeron106fairytalefest


NanaLou Captured On MP3

It was a magical night last night.  Nanalou sitting under Dr. M’s tree house, the little Burgeron children snuggled together with the campfire crackling, the katydids and crickets singing their song, and the sweet music of Cousin Ron practicing piano drifting gently on the breeze.   Professor Ryker T. Stork was quick enough to whip out his iPhone and capture the entire evening’s festivities of Nanalou telling the story of  The Old Windmill & The Butterfly.

Thanks to the following for letting us create more art with your art.

Merry Music – But who’s Metadude?

That Magic Memory Mirror is cool- made my first visit this week.  I’d remembered little snapshots and soundbites of song & sound from our lost week, but the mirror revealed a whole lot more that went on.  Our Trailer Song continued to be a hit throughout the week.


The children were all dancing and singing to the Burgeron Children’s Song. And the ABC Song was a hit with the real little ones. It wasn’t clear who commissioned it, but little Sally Lou and the other Burgeron children had a cute cow song for our sweet Anna Cow. Although Don Burgeron was rockin’ the joint with his version of “Who Let The Cow’s Out“.

There were group singalongs, requested solos by Nanalou, myself (Rochelle Louridge), Mama Boo and Cousin Ron.  Dr. M even had a go (after she’d had a bit too much of the ol’ Burgeron Backwoods Brew.)  The Headless Inkspots were in fine form performing a great rendition featuring a banjo, ukelele and Strawberry Arizona washboard.


But that duet with Nanalou and Cousin Froid was… shall we say… an event that I am amazed any of us could forget.

There wasn’t a dry eye in the house when my daughter, Amber, and I sang “Motherless Child”


Cousin Ron was heard playing the old piano out in the cow barn behind the trailer.


Who knew Little Ron Burgeron’s music lessons would pay off in the long run. Piano AND Guitar. The man has talent. But his moonshine induced croning over “Betty-Lou Schaeffner” was a sorry sight.


Aunt Sappy was reciting love poetry in all manner of languages. Her German poem “An Anna Blume” was described as a parody of a love poem, an emblem of the chaos and madness of the week.



But who’s this Metadude guy?  Some of the Burgeron family members were really digging his techno vibe. But the mirror only let me hear the music and allowed me to catch a few glimpses of the story. I’m really curious now.  If anyone has any more detail please share with the rest of us.


Nana Lou Zombie Killer

It’s the first official day for the DS106 Burgeron family reunion preparations.  And you’d never believe what our dear old Nana Lou is up to. She’s been fiercely protecting her family from those horrible Zombie hordes that have been increasing their numbers exponentially ever since Patient Zero over at Twitter Vs. Zombies 4.0 took her first bite last night at 8 pm EST.

Nana was utterly disgusted when she found a half eaten body out on the back 40. She went so far as to shame those scum Zombies for wasting their food.


And that little old lady of ours has been given ’em a run for their money I can tell you.  Her cans of Zombie fogger have come in mighty handy.


Nana Lou’s Raid Zombie Fogger to the rescue.

And she’s even ordered in reinforcements from the Old Country. The BZSSF (Bovine Zombie Stomper Special Forces) are on their way.


Nana Lou is bringing in the big guns with the BZSSF (Bovine Zombie Stomper Special Forces).

She’s gone so far as to taunt those Zombies by placing their heads on stakes outside her little shed- Like great big Zombie Popsicles. She’s figuring it will scare them off long enough to give a few humans a rest in a safehouse for an hour or so.


Nana Lou is surrounding her place with Zombie- heads-on-a-stick. She’s hoping to keep them at bay to offer a safe house for remaining humans.

I’ll keep you posted as I hear more breaking news.

Rochelle Louridge Serenades


Rochelle Louridge singing outside the ol’ Burgeron trailer.

We’re not sure, but another old photo has emerged from the depths of the Burgeron Family archives.  We think this might be Rochelle Louridge, the current CEO of GIFaChrome playing her 12-string guitar outside of the ol’ Burgeron trailer.  There’s a rumor floating around that this recording might actually be of her singing the Burgeron Trailer Blues.

(A few links if you’d like to read more about GIFaChrome’s history and a prized photo on their CEO’s desk that was riffed unmercifully .)