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Audience members find seating on the floor of the Kaimuki Public Library.
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Roy Sakuma held an event at the Kaimuki Public Library Sunday afternoon to talk about ukuleles, his music, and his life.
Most Hawaiians know of Sakuma. From time to time, his advertisements have been seen in places like newspapers and more recently on television. Many have children who take classes at his studio. Others were (or are) students themselves. You have to meet Sakuma, however, to know what he’s all about. Attendees at the Kaimuki Library got to do that.
Sakuma teaches music to make people feel good—to give people a reason to believe in themselves.
Sakuma recounted a prank call he received from a local radio station. One of the DJs pretended to be a relative of a child with no fingers on either hand. When the prankster asked Sakuma if the child could be admitted into his studio, Sakuma thought about it for a moment and said he’d meet with him and see what he could do.
It might or might not have been the comedic gold the hijinks crew was looking for. Either way, it made Sakuma think. He told the Kaimuki audience what he realized a few minutes after the call ended.
Sakuma said he would find a way to teach the child.
As the performance came to a close, Sakuma talked about a song he wrote in the 70s. “I Am What I Am” became a popular tune in school music classes, but Sakuma says it was forgotten as time went by. He performed it with his wife.
People wonder where I'm going
People watch me do my thing
People ask me who I am, here's what I say:
I am what I am; I'll be what I'll be
Look can't you see that it's me all of me
I am what I am I'll be what I'll be
Look can't you see that it's me.
Sakuma says he’s writing an autobiography, but his former and current students, and those who get to talk to him, probably don’t need a hardcover book to be touched.
Sakuma says “I Am What I Am” is coming back.
To go with yesterday's posted tree shot.
Slowly, painfully, I am learning about keeping track of my exposures and slowing down. This tree is up the Humbug Mountain trail a while back. There is an 'avenue' on the trail about 1 mile up where it loops back 170 degrees and climbs. There is a small creek in the elbow of the tight turn.
This is first shot of a roll of expired Tri-X I don't remember loading. As much as I thought it wouldn't happen to me, it does. So now I have an exposure log. I hope I remember to use it.
This is probably the 50mm f/4 lens.
Low-res scan from lab.