Jason Pearce

Found a kind review about my brother’s work on the upcoming film “The Beach Party at the Threshold of Hell (IMDB).”

“The visuals here are incredible. The cinematography is far better than you would expect from a small budgeted independent. Cameron Pearce really makes some amazing things happen working within the limitations of a small budget and tight schedule.” — Magnificent Bastard via www.cybermonkeydeathsquad.com

“The Beach Party at the Threshold of Hell” his theaters this October. I’ll likely post more about this in the coming weeks.

This summer, my two deceased grandfathers both received some honors.

John Cameron

My grandfather John Cameron (aka “Popsi”) served as the athletic director for Louisburg College from 1937 to 1942. This month he will be one of eight inducted in the inaugural class into the Louisburg College Athletic Hall of Fame. My uncle, Dr. John Cameron, is the school board chairman.

E. P. Pearce

My other grandfather E P Pearce (aka “Pawpaw”) had an elementary school named after him. E.P. Pearce Elementary, located at 2006 Pleasant Ridge Rd in Greensboro, NC 27410, opened its doors this fall. My grandfather served as the superintendent of Guilford County Schools from 1959 to 1978. To top if off, my dad’s architectural firm PBC+L did the design.

On day five, we visited the Terra-cotta Warriors and Horses that have been warding away evil spirits for Qin Shi Huang, the first Emperor of China (Qin Dynasty) since 206 BC. More than 7,000 clay soldiers and horses were discovered in 1974 when a farmer (who we met today) was digging a well. They were rather amazing.

After staying one more night in Xian, we board a ship to cruise the Yangtze river for a few days.

On Saturday, we had a nice stroll down the Sacred Way of Ming Tombs where stone statues of soldiers and animals have stood guard since 1435.

In the afternoon, we explored the Great Wall of China. Mom and Dad took the easy path while Cameron and I took the more difficult and less crowded direction. While it was nice to have fewer people to contend with, we were confronted by 92 vendors trying to pawn of t-shirts, postcards, and useless trinkets. Their constant prodding took away from the breathtaking views (and steep inclines).

Today, Sunday, we flew to Xian. Before doing so, we visited the Summer Palace in Beijing.

Yesterday we explored Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City, which was off-limits to most of the world for 500 years. Both were grander than I ever expected.