Periscope – Broadcast yourself

Lab5 started ‘scoping’ on Periscope. It is a fun free broadcasting channel. You’ll see scopes pop up at night sharing creativity, play and experience tips. We call the broadcast Night Visions because it’s all about offer tips and share thoughts and ideas after dark after the family is in bed! Teleport through the Lab5 eyes to see what creative thinking looks like at night – after hours.

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About Periscope:
The videos disappear after 24 hours but we will save to good ones and upload them to the Lab5 Youtube channel. People can chat live with you (like Twitter only 140 characters at a time!) If your viewers like what you are saying they give you hearts by touching the screen. Come visit me, follow my feed and heart me up!
I am: Lab5CyndiCoon
Want to live broadcast too?
Step one: Sign up for Periscope by first down loading the app on your smart phone.
Step two: Set up your profile on your phone.
Step three: Hit the Broadcast  button and you’re live!
Step four: Save/Record the video to use on other channels.

How to Save/Record your Periscope video:

After ending a broadcast, tap ‘Save to Camera Roll’ or ‘Save to Gallery’ on the information panel to download the video stream to your phone.  The broadcast will save in your gallery or your video app. Note:Periscope will not save directly to a SD card.

Only your video stream is saved — chats and hearts are not.

Stop my and follow me I am: Lab5CyndiCoon

Conference or retreat?

As experience producers and advisers we are often asked how to take a more traditional conference from dumping information into attendees to a richer interactive opportunity.  So today I have been thinking it is important to share this: Instead of a conference which can make attendees feel overwhelmed with information; what if you changed the focus to treating the event like a retreat where attendees feel filled with imagination and excitement.

How does this happen?

First you need to start with what does the day after the event look like? Feel like? Do you and your team walk away feeling a feeling of  wow that was amazing we have tingles? Do your attendees walk out the door saying things like “I have attended these conferences before but never have I experienced such a feeling.” or “I am excited to take this information back and grow it into something magical.” This means really taking the time to be thoughtful about your speakers, who are they? There are four types of speakers and if you want to ramp up your next conference it might be time to change up who you are bringing in.

Informational speakers: They share only the information requested to be presented. They are content focused.

Motivational or Persuasive Speakers: They have the content but are looking to fire people up. These speakers jump around and get people excited. They ask people to stand up and to participate.

Inspirational Speakers: These folks bring the informative content but look to move people on a personal level to inspire from within. These folks are best for a self motivated crowd.

Transformational Speakers: This type of speaker moved an audience by pushing them to do, to make changes. This speaker combines, information, motivation and inspiration to change the thought of the room

Guest Speaking

Cyndi Coon of Laboratory5 guest speaking for a museum audience


Next time – missed opportunities at a conference and how to capture your audience to do all of your promotion!

Cyndi, President of Laboratory5

My House On Apt Therapy

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Name: Cyndi Coon
Location: Tempe, Arizona
Size: 1,800 square feet
Years lived in: 13 years; owned

Cyndi’s home, a ranch-style house built in 1958, is a stunning ode to all things found, reclaimed, and vintage. It’s a home you can stare at for hours: peering into glass-fronted cases, admiring collections of ceramics, and wondering at the story behind each object. It’s about as far away from childproofed as you can get. Nevertheless, it’s home to two girls both under the age of eight.


What is STEAM

It started with STEM . . . A great place to begin growth.

STEM is an acronym for SCIENCE, TECHNOLOGY, ENGINEERING AND MATHEMATICS. The term is used as an education policy and a curriculum option for educators and policy makers. 

We added STEAM . . . which we use to propel the other other areas of education.

STEAM is an acronym for SCIENCE, TECHNOLOGY, ENGINEERING, ART AND MATHEMATICS. The initiative began so that the arts and design would be included in STEM education.

The founder of this initiative is Georgette Yakman. The idea of adding the arts to the STEM acronym, allows for a formal way to link the subjects together and correspond them to the global socioeconomic world. Yakman’s defining sentence is: “Science and Technology, interpreted through Engineering and the Arts, all based in elements of Mathematics”

At Laboratory5 Inc. We bring together all elements of STEAM and tie them up into a package to promote the work each individual is doing in their fields to celebrate this work. We produce experiences so that those unfamiliar with the glorious, quirky, nerdy, geeky qualities of all areas of STEAM can be explored as an adventure to explain these fields.

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Happy Mothers Day

The Nicest Thing a Mother (or Anybody) Can Say

By Maya Angelou


By the time I was twenty-two, I was living in San Francisco. I had a five-year-old son, two jobs, and two rented rooms, with cooking privileges down the hall. My landlady, Mrs. Jefferson, was kind and grandmotherly. She was a ready babysitter and insisted on providing dinner for her tenants. Her ways were so tender and her personality so sweet that no one was mean enough to discourage her disastrous culinary exploits. Spaghetti at her table, which was offered at least three times a week, was a mysterious red, white, and brown concoction. We would occasionally encounter an unidentifiable piece of meat hidden among the pasta. There was no money in my budget for restaurant food, so I and my son, Guy, were always loyal, if often unhappy, diners at Chez Jefferson.

My mother had moved into another large Victorian house, on Fulton Street, which she again filled with Gothic, heavily carved furniture. The upholstery on the sofa and occasional chairs was red-wine-colored mohair. Oriental rugs were placed throughout the house. She had a live-in employee, Poppa, who cleaned the house and sometimes filled in as cook helper.

Mother picked up Guy twice a week and took him to her house, where she fed him peaches and cream and hot dogs, but I only went to Fulton Street once a month and at an agreed-upon time.

She understood and encouraged my self-reliance and I looked forward eagerly to our standing appointment. On the occasion, she would cook one of my favorite dishes. One lunch date stands out in my mind. I call it Vivian’s Red Rice Day.

When I arrived at the Fulton Street house my mother was dressed beautifully. Her makeup was perfect and she wore good jewelry. After we embraced, I washed my hands and we walked through her formal, dark dining room and into the large, bright kitchen.

Much of lunch was already on the kitchen table.

Vivian Baxter was very serious about her delicious meals.

On that long-ago Red Rice Day, my mother had offered me a crispy, dry-roasted capon, no dressing or gravy, and a simple lettuce salad, no tomatoes or cucumbers. A wide-mouthed bowl covered with a platter sat next to her plate.

She fervently blessed the food with a brief prayer and put her left hand on the platter and her right on the bowl. She turned the dishes over and gently loosened the bowl from its contents and revealed a tall mound of glistening red rice (my favorite food in the entire world) decorated with finely minced parsley and green stalks of scallions.

The chicken and salad do not feature so prominently in my tastebuds’ memory, but each grain of red rice is emblazoned on the surface of my tongue forever.


“Gluttonous” and “greedy” negatively describe the hearty eater offered the seduction of her favorite food.

Two large portions of rice sated my appetite, but the deliciousness of the dish made me long for a larger stomach so that I could eat two more helpings.

My mother had plans for the rest of her afternoon, so she gathered her wraps and we left the house together.

We reached the middle of the block and were enveloped in the stinging acid aroma of vinegar from the pickle factory on the corner of Fillmore and Fulton streets. I had walked ahead. My mother stopped me and said, “Baby.”

I walked back to her.

“Baby, I’ve been thinking and now I am sure. You are the greatest woman I’ve ever met.”

I looked down at the pretty little woman, with her perfect makeup and diamond earrings, and a silver fox scarf. She was admired by most people in San Francisco’s black community and even some whites liked and respected her.

She continued. “You are very kind and very intelligent and those elements are not always found together. Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt, Dr. Mary McLeod Bethune, and my mother—yes, you belong in that category. Here, give me a kiss.”

She kissed me on the lips and turned and jaywalked across the street to her beige and brown Pontiac. I pulled myself together and walked down to Fillmore Street. I crossed there and waited for the number 22 streetcar.

My policy of independence would not allow me to accept money or even a ride from my mother, but I welcomed her and her wisdom. Now I thought of what she had said. I thought, “Suppose she is right? She’s very intelligent and often said she didn’t fear anyone enough to lie. Suppose I really am going to become somebody. Imagine.”

At that moment, when I could still taste the red rice, I decided the time had come to stop my dangerous habits like smoking, drinking, and cursing. Imagine. I might really become somebody. Someday.

Rules For Getting Creative

4 Rules for Getting Creative from Downton Abbey Creator Julian Fellowes
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1. Years ago, after I left Cambridge and went to drama school, my friends who were going on to lead sane lives in banking or the army thought I was crazy. I had to stop seeing them and instead surround myself with people who believed I was talented and that it was all going to happen for me.

2. There are days when I realize I’m writing rubbish. But my solution is not to not write. I plan a plot structure, and usually the writer’s block passes.

3. One thing I don’t believe in is constantly going back over what I’ve done. Editing my scripts seems to be fruitful only once I’ve reached the end—when I have the broad strokes, the big picture. If I’m constantly going over what I wrote last Tuesday, it’s difficult to actually finish it.

4. When I’ve exhausted my general fizz, I’ll write the title of the next scene: “Dining Room, Day.” I think it’s a mistake to stop working without a clue as to what comes next.

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