Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Bilal's Stand
This is the film that I helped out on with the re-shoots this past summer and fall. The premier of it is at the Michigan theater on April 3rd. All should come to support Sultan (the director).
WOO HOOOO!
Monday, February 18, 2008
Crayons
This is by far my most favorite Sesame Street tangent ever. I remember as a kid waiting in each episode to see if they were going to play the crayon factory clip. Apparently I still love it. The music is sweet. All of the old workers in the factory, smiling huge because they love making crayons. And then all of the colors! Man, so much about my life makes sense now. I really think this must have had a big impact on me, and that's why I'm so crazy nowadays.
I also loved all the freaking wonderful guests they had on Sesame Street. I wonder if they're still doing that.
The animations were key too.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Valentine's Day
I still don't understand why people make such a big deal about Valentine's Day. Don't cry if you don't have a date. Hang out, relax, have fun. Watch a movie with a friend, go out to get some coffee and just chit chat. Eat a heart shaped cookie. I repeat, HAVE FUN! Don't you remember when you were little and V-Day was all about getting silly little cards in your heart shaped bag taped to the edge of your desk. And the best ones were the ones with candy? Don't you remember that? That's how Valentine's Day should always be. Just because you don't have a date does not mean you need to mope around.
Everyone, life will go on. The world did not end. I spent the day with friends and doing things I enjoy. I had a good Valentine's Day, WITHOUT A DATE!
Maybe that's just me.
Whatever.
(St. Patrick's Day is the same way, just replace dates with alcohol, and replace the red with green)
Everyone, life will go on. The world did not end. I spent the day with friends and doing things I enjoy. I had a good Valentine's Day, WITHOUT A DATE!
Maybe that's just me.
Whatever.
(St. Patrick's Day is the same way, just replace dates with alcohol, and replace the red with green)
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
The Universe Revisited
I just bought this book called 'Universe: The Cosmos Explained' which basically gives a simple explanation to most of the aspects of astronomy. I love it. All I'm doing right now is reading the glossary and I find it completely fascinating. Wonderous.
I also just bought the new Jack Johnson album, it's pretty much amazing. There's something about it that just gets me in a way that his other albums don't.
Now I'm reading about the Superstring Theory. Geebus this is interesting.
But I'm supposed to be painting. Woops.
I also just bought the new Jack Johnson album, it's pretty much amazing. There's something about it that just gets me in a way that his other albums don't.
Now I'm reading about the Superstring Theory. Geebus this is interesting.
But I'm supposed to be painting. Woops.
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The Universe
Apparently somewhere in the universe every second there is a supernova. That's roughly 30 million supernovas per year. This has been happening for the past 10 billion years. To put it in perspective to something closer to home, there are about 2 supernovas in the Milky Way Galaxy every century.
Holy effing shit. The universe is huge. I can't even think about it. There has to be life somewhere other than just here. We can't be the only ones. There's no way. I don't believe it for one minute. They're probably thinking the same thing, wondering if we exist. Do we exist if there's no one else out there to wonder if we exist? And if we stop wondering if there are others out there, do they, in turn, stop existing? Existence is like that tree falling in a forest not making a sound puzzler.
I know I exist, but I don't know if you exist.
Holy effing shit. The universe is huge. I can't even think about it. There has to be life somewhere other than just here. We can't be the only ones. There's no way. I don't believe it for one minute. They're probably thinking the same thing, wondering if we exist. Do we exist if there's no one else out there to wonder if we exist? And if we stop wondering if there are others out there, do they, in turn, stop existing? Existence is like that tree falling in a forest not making a sound puzzler.
I know I exist, but I don't know if you exist.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I don't know if you noticed...
But it's February. Of 2008. Crazy. Life's crazy.
At least I'm not as bad off as some of these people. Saxophone lady? Really?
At least I'm not as bad off as some of these people. Saxophone lady? Really?
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Bob Dylan? Really?
I remembered another dream. It's a weird one because it connects to another that I had the other day. I guess I should start with the little bit of that one and then explain the dream I just had.
Well the other day, as a part of a few other dreams that I was having, I was suddenly on the set of a feature film that was about Bob Dylan. Not that strange right? Especially since I just saw Factory Girl which has Bobby in it and also saw an add for I'm Not There. The strange part wasn't the fact that it was about Bob Dylan, it was the fact that the director of this film was so invested in it, that he felt whatever Bob was supposed to feel in that scene, if Bob had a stomach ache, he had a stomach ache. So that's the dream leading into up to the dream I just had.
This morning, I woke up just after I had it and found it so strange that I made myself remember it. It started out with the same scene that I had seen the director fall down from a stomach ache in. So Bob wasn't feeling that well. (Don't ask me if what I was watching in my dream was a movie or if it was the real event because I don't know) However, he had to go out to greet his fans. He was in the basement of whatever arena or stage he was playing at and when he walked out of his door into the hallway (all concrete), there was this long table set up with people standing all around it waiting for his autograph. He started writing them right and left, but he was still feeling kind of sick and weak. So when the art on the walls, which was his, started getting looted, he could barely do anything about it. It was a frenzy to get all of the art and he gave up caring. Some kids were taking down mixed media pieces and pulling them apart, this led him to run over to them and say, "If you're gonna steal it, don't take it apart!". Bob then left the hallway and proceeded to give his concert, where he played, not the harmonica, but a small keyboard with his mouth. It was rigged up and everything just like the harmonica would have been around his neck. Then I woke up.
Now, normally, I can't really put two and two together on why I have the dreams that I do, but this one makes a lot of sense as just a jumbled mess of things I've been thinking about recently. Such as:
-Had a lot of Bob Dylan references recently
-Juliana's been feeling sick to her stomach
-I've been watching Lost, where there are strange hallways made of concrete
-Lost is just messed up so weird things happen to people all the time
-I've been afraid about my art getting damaged while in storage
-I've also been thinking a lot about the harmonica, don't ask why
Jumbled mess, that's all this dream was.
Well the other day, as a part of a few other dreams that I was having, I was suddenly on the set of a feature film that was about Bob Dylan. Not that strange right? Especially since I just saw Factory Girl which has Bobby in it and also saw an add for I'm Not There. The strange part wasn't the fact that it was about Bob Dylan, it was the fact that the director of this film was so invested in it, that he felt whatever Bob was supposed to feel in that scene, if Bob had a stomach ache, he had a stomach ache. So that's the dream leading into up to the dream I just had.
This morning, I woke up just after I had it and found it so strange that I made myself remember it. It started out with the same scene that I had seen the director fall down from a stomach ache in. So Bob wasn't feeling that well. (Don't ask me if what I was watching in my dream was a movie or if it was the real event because I don't know) However, he had to go out to greet his fans. He was in the basement of whatever arena or stage he was playing at and when he walked out of his door into the hallway (all concrete), there was this long table set up with people standing all around it waiting for his autograph. He started writing them right and left, but he was still feeling kind of sick and weak. So when the art on the walls, which was his, started getting looted, he could barely do anything about it. It was a frenzy to get all of the art and he gave up caring. Some kids were taking down mixed media pieces and pulling them apart, this led him to run over to them and say, "If you're gonna steal it, don't take it apart!". Bob then left the hallway and proceeded to give his concert, where he played, not the harmonica, but a small keyboard with his mouth. It was rigged up and everything just like the harmonica would have been around his neck. Then I woke up.
Now, normally, I can't really put two and two together on why I have the dreams that I do, but this one makes a lot of sense as just a jumbled mess of things I've been thinking about recently. Such as:
-Had a lot of Bob Dylan references recently
-Juliana's been feeling sick to her stomach
-I've been watching Lost, where there are strange hallways made of concrete
-Lost is just messed up so weird things happen to people all the time
-I've been afraid about my art getting damaged while in storage
-I've also been thinking a lot about the harmonica, don't ask why
Jumbled mess, that's all this dream was.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Weird. Just weird...
So tonight when I was waiting for the bus to get back to the homestead, I thought little of the odd weather, warm and foggy. That was until I saw lightning. Now, I mean, lightning in February, rare, but not unheard of. BUT THERE'S STILL SNOW ON THE GROUND! I mean, wow, something crazy is going on. I'm all for spring coming, but not this early. This is too early. Oh boy, here comes global warming.
One of the reasons I may find this more than just slightly off is because I've started watching Lost, boy is that a weird show. They have all the seasons in HD streaming online. It was a BIG mistake on my part to start watching them on Friday night. However, I have made a deal with myself that the only way I'm allowed to watch them is if I am at the art school painting. Therefore, I get really excited to go up to the art school to paint. It's basically a win win situation. I was loosing some of that vital motivation to work on my project, now it has been renewed.
Oh by the way, like I said, I started watching it on Friday...I'm already halfway through the 2nd season. I got a lot of painting done this weekend. Go me.
Summing this post up:
Weather's weird
Lost is even weirder
One of the reasons I may find this more than just slightly off is because I've started watching Lost, boy is that a weird show. They have all the seasons in HD streaming online. It was a BIG mistake on my part to start watching them on Friday night. However, I have made a deal with myself that the only way I'm allowed to watch them is if I am at the art school painting. Therefore, I get really excited to go up to the art school to paint. It's basically a win win situation. I was loosing some of that vital motivation to work on my project, now it has been renewed.
Oh by the way, like I said, I started watching it on Friday...I'm already halfway through the 2nd season. I got a lot of painting done this weekend. Go me.
Summing this post up:
Weather's weird
Lost is even weirder
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