Tuesday Sep 28, 2004

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Those moments when everything slips away from me, when immense cracks appear in the palace of the worldI would sacrifice all my life for them (Aragon, 1966).

...hey journal, what have i been upto...i have been reclusing a bit from the outside world at the moment...but its great...can go diving inside my own imagination...plus ive been carless, so its nice not driving the same roads everyday...ive been noticing how tense i have been getting as soon as i get in the car...not matter what time of day it always seems to be jam packed with cars and its like roadworkers stalk me I swear to god!!...so im not having to deal with any of that tongue

...been rainy here still...me was bored on Friday and had the house to myself, so i spent the morning cooking the tastiest pasta sauce i could concoct...filled with italian tomatoes, smatterings of herbs, esp basil and majoram...mmm, and loads of fresh garlic and chilli....i think re-watching GOODFELLAS has me obessed with pasta sauce again....i even try to cut the garlic like Paulie so it liquifies in the pan!

...mmm so tasty food, added some magic mushrooms, so not long after a decadent pasta riddled with feta cheese, i started to trip my ass off..but i was well prepared, i had Kill Billl 2..all ready to go at the press of a button...and i was there, literally inside the film...i love the style...it was so trippy, perfect Friday afternoon activity while it rains outside...had quite a creative day after that...lots of writing whilst my perception was all over the place... surreal

...mmm..went to the beach on the weekend, got a blueberry smoothie, they are the best ever i swear, im saddened when i hear the slurps that signalfy the end of the cup... frown ...totally worth the drive out there...plus the beach was rad, very windy though, i was entranced by the patterns sand makes as the wind carries it in its arms...

...i am having another attempt at animation atm, and its great, im right into it...im using still photos of PJ Harvey to go along with her song Big Exit
...trying to make all trippy and what not, all visual trying to bring single frames to life... its quite frustrating and time consuming with single frames...but its well worth it when its burned off and put on a projector..ahhh....

peace and karma everyone smile





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rebekah:
Ok, I put up a few of my paintings on my page. I only had access to a few of the pictures (I am not at home). So you can chek them out now. smile
datura:
Hi there, I read only the tiniest bit of the author I recommended, but this whole world of Soviet Lit. during the Revolution is unveiling into my mind, a banner unrolled in bright red, bright against untouched snow. I know so little about that time, and the creative force that was both spawned, and later destroyed, by it. It's late and I have to skeedaddle. I WILL say I turned in a poem today to my class, my writing class, but for some odd reason, I betrayed my essential rawness. I censored myself, and took out some of the vital erotic harsh pieces of the poem, for fear of revealing that aspect of my writing to my peers in class, but more, because I like that to be mine, and those of my close friends I share it with. I coveted my own writing. But in the end, when re-reading it, I wanted to make my poem into a doormat for me to walk on in disgust, for I felt I destroyed it in the process. How does one balance inner vision with exhibitionism of one's work? Yes yes, the usual blur and chaos of the brain....nite nite. confused

[Edited on Oct 01, 2004 1:38AM]

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