Santa Barbara – Ted Mills

Longtime poet gets her wreath: Sojourner Kincaid Rolle to be 2015’s City Poet Laureate

April 7, 2015April 22, 2015 tedmills Leave a comment

The Santa Barbara Arts Council will celebrate the announcement of Sojourner Kincaid Rolle as this year’s Poet Laureate with a special ceremony this afternoon during the City Council meeting at city hall. Coinciding with National Poetry Month, the award will kick off a full two years of special events and commissioned writing for Ms. Rolle, who has long been a part of the Santa Barbara poetry community, and has been one of the important players in the creation of the Laureate title through the Arts Commission. April will be the busiest month for the poet, with a full schedule of events and appearances.

Welcome SBIFF 2015 peeps!

February 24, 2015February 24, 2015 tedmills Leave a comment

For those coming to this site because of SBIFF, the above is the title card for our film, which you can now *not* see online because it’s in the Fest!! When the fest is over, we can put it back up.

In the meantime, I urge you to go check out The FunkZone Podcast with Ted Mills to hear me interviewing people. And yes, you can subscribe on iTunes!

ART REVIEW: Derelict Dreams – Larry Mills Jr.’s witty snapshots ache with loneliness

March 14, 2014September 8, 2014 tedmills Leave a comment

Full disclosure up front: Larry Mills Jr. only shares this reviewer’s family name, not his DNA. For a while, Mr. Mills left Santa Barbara for colder climes out east, places that his wife knew well. The move seemed permanent, but as those of us who have waved goodbye to old friends leaving Santa Barbara know happens often, they returned. (Maybe it’s the kind of weekend we had last Saturday). Fortunately for us he brought back his photographs of that time, and very droll they are, for the exhibition, “I’m Over Here,” at Art Resources Framing & Gallery, through March 29.

Subtitled “Two Years of Getting Lost in New England,” this collection of 40 or so photos discover the odd, trash-strewn and God-fearing backside of the region far outside its usual cliches. Hardly an orchard, or a multi-colored autumn tree, is to be seen in Mr. Mills’ work. These are shots of neighborhoods and back alleys, backwaters and abandoned lots that the tourist bureau would rather you not see.