HAP HAZARD from Media Mike’s Mask Museum
Everything I make is a love story.
Next to the Phillies’ dugout, I spotted the luminous photographer Roy DeCarava. Mr. DeCarava was on assignment for Sports Illustrated (work he hated). He did not take a single picture during the several innings we sat with him. I can’t recall if my father recorded anything with his Uher. He was a freelance stringer for NPR at the time. They talked the game away. Photo by Mike Hazard
The World’s Worst Documentary Filmmaker
I’m making a short video portrait of my father, Patrick D. Hazard (1927-2015).
We have about 20 hours of recordings with lively scenes in Weimar, where he sang lullabies he heard his mother sing, jollied his wonderful wife Hilly, and showed us the beauties of the Bauhaus; in Philly, hanging out in his beloved house designed by Louis Kahn; in Berlin, where he haphazardly filmed neon nightlife; in Saint Paul, where we looked at my late mentor Jerry Rudquist’s paintings in a retrospective at Macalester and breakfasted at Mickey’s Diner where he accused me of being his pappaRATzi; clips from the only documentary he finished, Moses' Land of Promises, his essay film about Robert Moses and the New York World's Fair; home movies he shot 70 years ago; and more.
Wrapped inside, a film within the film, will be a scene in Louis Sullivan's bank in Owatonna where I filmed him enthusing about our hero.
The movie is tentatively titled The World’s Worst Documentary Filmmaker, which is how he described himself. I liked to tease him that he was a contender.
The video will touch on his teaching, writing, filmmaking and global visions. It will be a video poem. It's coming soon!
A Smile on Every Farmer’s Face
“When I was growing up, I was forced to help in the garden,” said John (the dad with a hat). “What the f###? Now I see. I was helping put food on the table. It is family. When they are older, they’ll understand. Dad was trying to take care of us. I tell them that I’d rather be at home too. We have to put food on the table. That’s why I’m here.”
“I’m learning so when mom and dad turn the farm over to me, we know what to do. I’m learning. When they do, I will grow cucumbers. Then make salad to sell.”
That’s why we’re here, to dream large. It's the American dream.
This farming family makes me happy to be here.
To see more work from the farm project, click. Camera work by Mike Hazard
Will and Savannah pack boxes. Camera work by Mike Hazard
Celebrate the Life
On September 7, 2025, the board of The Center for International Education (THE CIE) unanimously voted to sunset our nonprofit. The Center is the micro-nonprofit where I have been artist in residence for 50 years.
The headline is the Elmer L. Andersen Library at the University of Minnesota has collected our life’s work. Sixty-nine boxes of videos, photos, books, and journals were picked up on Monday, October 6. The whole shebang. Boom.
We will celebrate the life of THE CIE in the Library from 6-8:30pm on Tuesday, June 30, 2026.
We always regarded the work created by The Center with your support as public works. What we have made will now be available to others not only to study and experience, but also to make new expressions. The library now has copyright to everything we made.
Please consider making a fully tax-deductible contribution to THE CIE to help us curate the collection, pay the lawyer to dissolve the corporation, and celebrate. Click here to learn all about it.
The Painted Eye
The Painted Eye is a video portrait by Mike Hazard of the artist Jerry Rudquist painting a self-portrait. Kathleen Laughlin edited. The music is "The Room Of Remembrance, Part III" by Terry Riley.
Read the eulogy I gave at Rudquist’s funeral.
Click to watch a chronological edit of the painting. It’s a video for painters.
To watch more of my videos, click.
Applause for Mike Hazard in a photo by Mike Hazard
Seven Mysteries
I'm grateful that Paul Mattes invited me to read poetry at the Midstream Reading Series. I read seven poems which contain mysteries, strangenesses, and things I cannot explain. Seven small wonders of the world. Seven mysteries for Midstream. Here's one.
AFTER RAIN
The worms worked
all night, writing long lines
of crazy, untranslatable
poetry in the street.
Inebriates of spring,
they dry out in the sun.
During the reading, I marveled at my smart phone which I'd used to invite people to come, who did. Technology can make things happen. With the same device I then encouraged applause, which was given for a picture. Click. Friends might enjoy the video.