I'm finally catching on Heroes after everyone's been buzzing about it for a year now. 'The Japanese guy who could stop time' - so they revel with that fascinated and infatuated look, which misleads me to anticipate a cool guy who should fulfill every category of charm. Indeed he IS charming, in a RICE BALL sort of way. The one who bends time and space is a squeaky spectacled shortie who has a child's innocence and a grave sense of righteousness.
Claire's 'instantaneous healing' ability is simply grotesque. Skull ripping murder is nerve jumping. It seems the wrong choice for late night entertainment but I simply can't withdraw from the show. Super hero story no matter how cliche it sounds still hasn't lost its magic. According to what wiki provides, they planned out the story all the way up to 5 seasons and it unfolds in a typical American comic style, building up the jigsaw puzzle slowly piece by piece.
The Indian professor and the mysterious murderer nicknamed 'Syler', both remind me of Ondaatje's 'Anil's Ghost'.
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Rumors are flying Google may launch gPhone. I hope it's true.
A particular scene in Forster's 'Maurice' has become ingrained in my mind. Rain pours with a monotony nothing can break. There's something about the rain, Penge and his lost battle with Clive. Defending his last trace of pride he kissed the starched cuff, agreeing to put the past behind. When Clive left, when the door was closed, he lay down his head on the window sill and let the rain sprinkle. In the movie it's such that Maurice opened the window in the middle of the night, leaned his entire body out and soaked himself wet through and through. The thunder and the thumping on the roof drowned out his yelling.
Repeated mentions of the rain, the rain, and the rain. It feels raw out of Forster's own memory. It's simply excruciating.
But I won't murder Clive. It's all very stupid.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
色戒
李安新作《色戒》（9月28上映），改编自张爱玲同名小说，讲的是美人（汤唯）诱杀汉奸（梁朝伟），但那女人不幸动了真情，最后反而被汉奸追杀（Synopsis by Zhu）。这么说大概没人想看了。。。被印上NC-17的禁令，我觉得再暴露也不会达到《天边一朵云》那个水准吧。
海报颜色蛮漂亮的，贴两张上来。从右往左还是从左往右读也许是导演的心机。
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Now playing: Tokio Hotel - Totgeliebt
via FoxyTunes
Friday, August 24, 2007
疯Tra
Tramy是个不达目的决不罢休的山羊座，有着狂妄燃烧着的牛劲和冲动。不知为什么我每次看到她皱着眉头攻破难关时都有“拱猪”的印象，不过就是这点让我觉得这个人很可爱。
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Now playing: Darren Hayes - Waking The Monster
via FoxyTunes
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Now playing: Darren Hayes - Waking The Monster
via FoxyTunes
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Mr.Bean
Google launched google sky in addition to google earth and now you can navigate millions of cosmo images. Star-gazing the southern hemisphere online while you're up north. I wonder if these images are updated in real time.
Mr. Bean is our 20th century Charlie Chaplin, no? Mind you this British actor was an Oxford engineer.
Interesting interview quote, sounds like Mr. Bean is Atkin's Mr. Hyde
"It started off as this persona I seemed to acquire when I was first called on to perform a comedy sketch without words. And as soon as I was denied a means of verbal expression, I became this naive, immature, selfish person," Atkinson says.
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There's one type of people who really bring me into rage. People who are Nazi-like and who insist upon their predisposed prejudice and refuse your right to even argue. F*^& you.
Really hate it when period comes. It's the time of month I long to opt out of female body but the only left option being a male, I don't fancy that either.
Darren Hayes was alleged with racial abuse and the case was still hanging for further investigation. I say the timing can't be worse. How could you go around promoting the new album with a tarnished reputation, regardless of its truthfulness. I do hope this drama won't bring him down. He's been through enough struggle for the past few years.
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Quote of day
Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps, for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what things ought to be. - William Hazlitt
Mr. Bean is our 20th century Charlie Chaplin, no? Mind you this British actor was an Oxford engineer.
Interesting interview quote, sounds like Mr. Bean is Atkin's Mr. Hyde
"It started off as this persona I seemed to acquire when I was first called on to perform a comedy sketch without words. And as soon as I was denied a means of verbal expression, I became this naive, immature, selfish person," Atkinson says.
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There's one type of people who really bring me into rage. People who are Nazi-like and who insist upon their predisposed prejudice and refuse your right to even argue. F*^& you.
Really hate it when period comes. It's the time of month I long to opt out of female body but the only left option being a male, I don't fancy that either.
Darren Hayes was alleged with racial abuse and the case was still hanging for further investigation. I say the timing can't be worse. How could you go around promoting the new album with a tarnished reputation, regardless of its truthfulness. I do hope this drama won't bring him down. He's been through enough struggle for the past few years.
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Quote of day
Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps, for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what things ought to be. - William Hazlitt
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
mahjong
I don't know how to play mahjong.
That's not the point.
Some random 'facts' I read these couple days, which you might find interesting.
Mahjong may give rise to 'epilepsy', studies say. I can't help wonder if other major gambles give rise to the same syndrome. Keeping your brain in a consistent state of tension is gonna be a real trauma no matter what games you're engaged in...
李碧华的《水袖》里有一章讲马，黑马、白马和汗血宝马。
“印象中秦代有所谓‘汗血宝马’，明知不可得，写上去好玩而已。据说这宝马飞驰，汗出如血，乃天子之马云云。一天下间就有那么煞风景之事，后来让我知道，原来有一种寄生虫，寄生在马的臀肩和背部，每两个小时现出小疱，流汗，小疱向外渗血。。。。。。真扫兴！”
我不太明白为什么会有人视汗血马为宝，既不好骑又不好看。我看一定是被那马的糟样恐吓住了。
Efficiency is doing things right while effectiveness is doing the right thing, i.e. prioritising. So you won't be blindly busy. The theory is that people are conditioned to receive instant gratifications but the real rewards only come after long hours or days of hard work. You simply won't have the patience to see it through.
I think a big part of my self-loathing comes from poor prioritizing skills because I'm very self-indulgent and hedonistic.
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Now playing: Tsuneo Imahori - Permanent Vacation
via FoxyTunes
That's not the point.
Some random 'facts' I read these couple days, which you might find interesting.
Mahjong may give rise to 'epilepsy', studies say. I can't help wonder if other major gambles give rise to the same syndrome. Keeping your brain in a consistent state of tension is gonna be a real trauma no matter what games you're engaged in...
李碧华的《水袖》里有一章讲马，黑马、白马和汗血宝马。
“印象中秦代有所谓‘汗血宝马’，明知不可得，写上去好玩而已。据说这宝马飞驰，汗出如血，乃天子之马云云。一天下间就有那么煞风景之事，后来让我知道，原来有一种寄生虫，寄生在马的臀肩和背部，每两个小时现出小疱，流汗，小疱向外渗血。。。。。。真扫兴！”
我不太明白为什么会有人视汗血马为宝，既不好骑又不好看。我看一定是被那马的糟样恐吓住了。
Efficiency is doing things right while effectiveness is doing the right thing, i.e. prioritising. So you won't be blindly busy. The theory is that people are conditioned to receive instant gratifications but the real rewards only come after long hours or days of hard work. You simply won't have the patience to see it through.
I think a big part of my self-loathing comes from poor prioritizing skills because I'm very self-indulgent and hedonistic.
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Now playing: Tsuneo Imahori - Permanent Vacation
via FoxyTunes
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
How to build a time machine
Is Darren gripped with the tension whether his new album would sell on the chart? I am!
I actually felt a little nervous after breathing through the twenty something tracks. There're ones that really stand out for sure, but the rest feels like a vast swamp you can't find a footing. Will need some more listening. But I pray he at least gets to pay his bills!
Everything aside, what an emotional lyricist and voice he is! Absolutely touching. I'd gladly purchase 'how to build a time machine' if it were released as a single.
If I have understood correctly
velocity equals the distance traveled divided by time
I've read every word every printing on quantum physics
and now it is time to try
I've read your book
I found your notes
I dusted this thing off
and turned on the key
the rumbling motives
the buzzing incredible gadgets the hissing electricity
and now the moment has come
I'm traveling back in time
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Now playing: Darren Hayes - How To Build A Time Machine
via FoxyTunes
I actually felt a little nervous after breathing through the twenty something tracks. There're ones that really stand out for sure, but the rest feels like a vast swamp you can't find a footing. Will need some more listening. But I pray he at least gets to pay his bills!
Everything aside, what an emotional lyricist and voice he is! Absolutely touching. I'd gladly purchase 'how to build a time machine' if it were released as a single.
If I have understood correctly
velocity equals the distance traveled divided by time
I've read every word every printing on quantum physics
and now it is time to try
I've read your book
I found your notes
I dusted this thing off
and turned on the key
the rumbling motives
the buzzing incredible gadgets the hissing electricity
and now the moment has come
I'm traveling back in time
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Now playing: Darren Hayes - How To Build A Time Machine
via FoxyTunes
Sunday, August 19, 2007
一帮子没事找事的孤独人
要孤独就要清清白白的一人享受着，别再那样把原本喜欢的人也涂的黑黑的。虽然谅解是那么困难的事情，是我自己错过了。
搜Maurice的时候撞到一个陌生人的窝，叫soar...secretly。听rufus wainwright,nick drake,damien rice，在那人的归类下似乎都和gay icon有点关系，但我想不出有什么共同点。也许都是忧郁到爆的天才艺人-.-!
那人的一篇日记里写他怨恨某某就算知道友情已超出暧昧的界限仍然纵容，最后一句话是'Just stay away from me...you son of bitch...'看到这句我爆笑，除了笑大概也想不出什么更恰当的心情了。
还清楚的记得年初曾写下7 year itch turns to 7 year bitch这累的话，我是真的恨你把我搞得像神经病。虽然骂你bitch是不对的，我也没理由道歉。
我后来回想起很多细节，我当你没心没肝把我晾着，但也许是故意创造机会让我自觉退出，可我傻的拎不清。你没那么黑，是我瞎了眼。不管你黑不黑，我都好想你，或是更想念在一起的默契和温暖。现在想开很多了，所以下一次的见面该不会跟你拗，不然你要无缘无故对不起我一辈子么。
搜Maurice的时候撞到一个陌生人的窝，叫soar...secretly。听rufus wainwright,nick drake,damien rice，在那人的归类下似乎都和gay icon有点关系，但我想不出有什么共同点。也许都是忧郁到爆的天才艺人-.-!
那人的一篇日记里写他怨恨某某就算知道友情已超出暧昧的界限仍然纵容，最后一句话是'Just stay away from me...you son of bitch...'看到这句我爆笑，除了笑大概也想不出什么更恰当的心情了。
还清楚的记得年初曾写下7 year itch turns to 7 year bitch这累的话，我是真的恨你把我搞得像神经病。虽然骂你bitch是不对的，我也没理由道歉。
我后来回想起很多细节，我当你没心没肝把我晾着，但也许是故意创造机会让我自觉退出，可我傻的拎不清。你没那么黑，是我瞎了眼。不管你黑不黑，我都好想你，或是更想念在一起的默契和温暖。现在想开很多了，所以下一次的见面该不会跟你拗，不然你要无缘无故对不起我一辈子么。
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Lies and truth
Last night's pre-bed time was steeped in thoughts on writings, in particular autobiographical tales. I recall the knot starts at the thread called 'tacky souvenir'... for which I happily wrote and rewrote multiple times (in my mind, another fickle space). In the end I realized it was all very rubbish and meaningless, even for the sake of writing itself. Don't go into slash that serves the sole purpose of entertaining but for all other intensive purposes, dishonest.
It's only natural (and easiest to do) to base a story on your own experience which includes you in first person or a witness, or marginally affected but deeply impressed. But as far as 'personal' goes, how many of us are totally honest about ourselves. Henry Miller spent his whole life striving to be an honest man and he never saw his books published in his life on earth. Even if he's honest about himself, his world wasn't ready to face him nude yet. Years later contemporaries would lament 'what a pity and shame this great man and his banned books and all that...'
Then there was another form of 'untruth' that can't be simply accused, for fiction is often sugarcoated peppered and heavily sauced reality... Twisted for 'art's purpose' to possess a more powerful tool to drill into our vulnerable spot. 'A well-told lie is worth a thousand facts' - Ondaatje, so you know when his grandma's corpse drifted down the monsoon tides, nobody was there to witness. He heard stories passed down from many mouths, each adding his own spice. The factual death stripped of all colors was less dramatic than the monsoon itself.
Do you write exactly the way you talk or think? Would you admit candidly to your burning chagrin and ink stains. We say 'a bunch of lies' but not 'a bunch of truths' for it's usually 'the truth'. Whitewashing what you don't want to be judged by to accentuate a nobility that turns many admiring eyes. After the vanity's fed, what remains is an invariable stamp that says we're only human. Can't we be human. Isn't this imperfection lovable.
Read between the lines and you might for a split second think, it might not be like this. But the truth bears no living witness and the case closes silently behind your back, as if it never existed. That's all the dead man hoped for.
At last there remains the essential question, is the truth important (to the liar).
So after a round of short circuited thoughts, I lost all interest to write my own story. After all it's much more enjoyable to read others' lies as I don't have to confront my truth, neither is it important to question the author's. As long as you entertain me and make my heart ache coz you're such a brilliant liar.
It's only natural (and easiest to do) to base a story on your own experience which includes you in first person or a witness, or marginally affected but deeply impressed. But as far as 'personal' goes, how many of us are totally honest about ourselves. Henry Miller spent his whole life striving to be an honest man and he never saw his books published in his life on earth. Even if he's honest about himself, his world wasn't ready to face him nude yet. Years later contemporaries would lament 'what a pity and shame this great man and his banned books and all that...'
Then there was another form of 'untruth' that can't be simply accused, for fiction is often sugarcoated peppered and heavily sauced reality... Twisted for 'art's purpose' to possess a more powerful tool to drill into our vulnerable spot. 'A well-told lie is worth a thousand facts' - Ondaatje, so you know when his grandma's corpse drifted down the monsoon tides, nobody was there to witness. He heard stories passed down from many mouths, each adding his own spice. The factual death stripped of all colors was less dramatic than the monsoon itself.
Do you write exactly the way you talk or think? Would you admit candidly to your burning chagrin and ink stains. We say 'a bunch of lies' but not 'a bunch of truths' for it's usually 'the truth'. Whitewashing what you don't want to be judged by to accentuate a nobility that turns many admiring eyes. After the vanity's fed, what remains is an invariable stamp that says we're only human. Can't we be human. Isn't this imperfection lovable.
Read between the lines and you might for a split second think, it might not be like this. But the truth bears no living witness and the case closes silently behind your back, as if it never existed. That's all the dead man hoped for.
At last there remains the essential question, is the truth important (to the liar).
So after a round of short circuited thoughts, I lost all interest to write my own story. After all it's much more enjoyable to read others' lies as I don't have to confront my truth, neither is it important to question the author's. As long as you entertain me and make my heart ache coz you're such a brilliant liar.
My quiet night or what a day
自我沉沦的Satellite Chair，很早前就买了一直没有贴上来。打算用来晚上自习的，可是最近都没有了看书的耐心。
好累啊，不过今天比我累几万倍的冤魂还多着。来装电话的Sean从上午10点到下午5点没停过，中午去看进程的时候就见一个头顶着墙头灰的人来开门，那个时候还为自己凿的一个完美的洞得意几分。可再过几小时爬上爬下装插头拉电线后那人就没了声音，只是默默的干活，可以想象出脸上的黑线了，基本没了生命迹象。
搬家具的人也凑在同一天忙活，混乱异常，都想快做完了赶快回家吧。
Tramy是super woman，只睡了两三个小时却充满斗志，比起我这只眼光呆滞大脑罢工的非地球生物。。。
看了Get Real，Silverstone那口英国发音真的是超级来电，真真真真真真真真真真真好听！！
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Now playing: Reynada Hill - COSMIC DARE (PRETTY WITH A PISTOL)
via FoxyTunes
Friday, August 17, 2007
RIP
RIP to Dr. Sodek who passed away due to a sudden heart attack.
The only contact I had with him was the thesis presentation. He was one of the three judges on my panel and gave me a hard time during question session. Gentle by manner, scholarly and thorough by nature, that's my little left over impression of him. His face was a blur in my memory.
His family wasn't by his side when his heart failed. That's the hardest part for me as an outsider to take in.
Though I have other things to blabber on, I shall close it here just to dedicate this entry to a professor I happened to know.
The only contact I had with him was the thesis presentation. He was one of the three judges on my panel and gave me a hard time during question session. Gentle by manner, scholarly and thorough by nature, that's my little left over impression of him. His face was a blur in my memory.
His family wasn't by his side when his heart failed. That's the hardest part for me as an outsider to take in.
Though I have other things to blabber on, I shall close it here just to dedicate this entry to a professor I happened to know.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
囧
网络文化补充 [ZT]
囧rz 這是念”窘”
崮rz 這是囧國國王
莔rz 這是囧國皇后.
商rz 這是戴斗笠的囧
冏rz 樓上的他老婆嗎
orz 這是小孩
OTZ 這是大人
or2 這是屁股特別翹的
Or2 這是頭大身體小的翹屁股
orZ 這是下半身肥大
OTz 這是舉重選手吧
○rz 這是大頭
●rz 這是黑人頭先生
Xrz 這是剛被爆頭完
6rz 這是魔人普烏
On 這是嬰兒
crz 這是機車騎士
sto 換一邊跪
日本人爱这样用 0|￣|_
囧rz 這是念”窘”
崮rz 這是囧國國王
莔rz 這是囧國皇后.
商rz 這是戴斗笠的囧
冏rz 樓上的他老婆嗎
orz 這是小孩
OTZ 這是大人
or2 這是屁股特別翹的
Or2 這是頭大身體小的翹屁股
orZ 這是下半身肥大
OTz 這是舉重選手吧
○rz 這是大頭
●rz 這是黑人頭先生
Xrz 這是剛被爆頭完
6rz 這是魔人普烏
On 這是嬰兒
crz 這是機車騎士
sto 換一邊跪
日本人爱这样用 0|￣|_
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Oh what a world
The humming feels like a steady and chilly coming of winter wind.
Why am I always on a plane or a fast train, but not in love?
英国最近选出的近代百位导演中，Hitchcock排第一，Spielberg第三 （第二是谁呢。。。）。还有一些亚洲名导也在单上，但貌似没有张某某。
Why am I always on a plane or a fast train, but not in love?
英国最近选出的近代百位导演中，Hitchcock排第一，Spielberg第三 （第二是谁呢。。。）。还有一些亚洲名导也在单上，但貌似没有张某某。
Monday, August 13, 2007
O man...
Bloody can't draw anymore. What's wrong with me. Sketched a Morocco woman in shawls and crumbled the paper after 5min of coloring. It's just very very wrong and frustrating. No patience, no inspirational touch whatsoever. I need a cup of ice tea to cool down (but there's none).
Tried to draw another ethnic woman's big head but the features don't stand out. Should use more contrasts next time and I still don't know how to get a clean canvas. Right now it's all smudged. There must be some way to do it...
Seven Seas index page revamped. The English site was only 30% through... It's been a month since I last claimed it would be up and running (what a lie) and there was an Indonesian fan emailing me and inquiring what happened and if I would continue at all... Thanks for the concern but I couldn't do it night and day like what I used to. I'm no longer young -.-|||
Current Layout
Tried to draw another ethnic woman's big head but the features don't stand out. Should use more contrasts next time and I still don't know how to get a clean canvas. Right now it's all smudged. There must be some way to do it...
Seven Seas index page revamped. The English site was only 30% through... It's been a month since I last claimed it would be up and running (what a lie) and there was an Indonesian fan emailing me and inquiring what happened and if I would continue at all... Thanks for the concern but I couldn't do it night and day like what I used to. I'm no longer young -.-|||
Current Layout
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Greg Mort
Read a watercolor magazine this afternoon in Chapters, had a big cup of blueberry frapuccino and felt frozen and nauseated.
My thoughts on Greg Mort (below), one of the most renowned self-taught American artists (or so it says on his website)
Fabric of Space
I'll categorise Mort into 'galaxy incorporated into ordinary objects' label. Ordinary objects in particular are apples, tissue paper, napkins, and boxes.
I admire his mastery of details, extravagant patience and self-invent techniques (can you believe he doesn't use white paint.) Mort said 'it's not true watercolor is unalterable as convention goes. You can paint and repaint to achieve the final results.' My feelings on this are partial. Surely it's good to manipulate thousands time over but Mort's drawings don't reflect the strength of watercolor. If it can be equally well expressed in another medium, the awe is discounted. His works (most of them, or the 'representatives') don't have the transparency and fluidity. That's just my personal opinion.
But WOW, self-taught, anti-academy type of guy who made a name for himself. That's both wonderful and lucky!
My thoughts on Greg Mort (below), one of the most renowned self-taught American artists (or so it says on his website)
Fabric of Space
I'll categorise Mort into 'galaxy incorporated into ordinary objects' label. Ordinary objects in particular are apples, tissue paper, napkins, and boxes.
I admire his mastery of details, extravagant patience and self-invent techniques (can you believe he doesn't use white paint.) Mort said 'it's not true watercolor is unalterable as convention goes. You can paint and repaint to achieve the final results.' My feelings on this are partial. Surely it's good to manipulate thousands time over but Mort's drawings don't reflect the strength of watercolor. If it can be equally well expressed in another medium, the awe is discounted. His works (most of them, or the 'representatives') don't have the transparency and fluidity. That's just my personal opinion.
But WOW, self-taught, anti-academy type of guy who made a name for himself. That's both wonderful and lucky!
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Today's a bad day
I have a dysfunctional family, underneath. I'm the bug that throws the system astray but the bug is theirs to nurture. What a failure and I wouldn't attribute it to myself alone. I'm just about to be torn by hatred and gratitude, the latter never shines as bright as it should. Tell my conscience to shut up when the word justified screams its verdict. For all I care, I hate the current state of affairs. I hate it very very much.
Tide
好久不画水彩全忘啦！！！！这张要是交给老师会被评不及格。。。
在打印纸上画：1不吸水 2皱巴巴（造成50%的失败）画之前信心满满的觉着大海不用打草稿凭感觉泼点颜料就好了（咦？。。。突然想到似乎是可以这样的，下次可以试看看吹墨行不行）总之是很不对的，事先要留白，好一点的纸也许可以用干笔把颜料拉下来，这次完全不行，最后去Painter用watercolor camel brush补了几笔（cheating！）。现在看怪怪的555。流动的水很难画，不很肯定水彩画到底该先上最浅的颜色还是怎的，平面水波也许会容易些。油画就好了可以一层层叠加。哎，水波，基本形状是不是鱼网？脑子里浮现出泡沫漂浮着纵横交错的画面，但真的表达不出来。要是我能把想象中70%的东西精确表现出来就神了。。。
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Monday, August 06, 2007
The recurring obssession
They return at this moment in my life, Michael Ondaatje and Cowboy Bebop. No relation.
Ondaatje's early novels are sold for 300+ bucks on the net. Amazing (amazed by how much people rip out of the intangible thing called 'time'). I was at Chapters bookstore and did a random search on Ondaatje. I never knew he had a new novel published in April this year. It's titled 'Divisadero'.
Read more here
One of the 5 greatest books on MO's list is 'The Blue Flower' by Penelope Fitzgerald - a great "historical" novel, about the German romantic poet-novelist Novalis. This symbolism also appeared in GARNET CROW's 18th Single, quote lyrics 'the blue flowers that bloomed behind Novalis's door'. Interesting isn't it.
Sidetrack ends here from where another obsession ensues.
COWBOY BEBOP!! CLASSIC CLASSIC CLASSIC <3
Rewatched 'Knocking on heaven's door' the movie and paid attention to things I didn't care to notice before.
1. Yes, smoking is a CB symbol. Spike, Faye, Jet - the smoker club trio. Spike's cigarette butt is always bent and from a CB essay website I read (yes, there's actually a dedicated essay site), it might be a tribute to a trumpet master whose trumpet is also bent.
2.The opening and ending credits were directed by someone (?) and I'd say it measures up if not supersedes the usual CB style.
3. Shinichiro Watanabe grew up watching European movies (arthouse movies I guess?). One major reason I adore CB is coz of its international taste. But you know (you=Watanabe), Chinese culture isn't all about HK. Good attempt though.
4. Voice dub: I remember Spike said 'You can't ignore a woman's instinct' after Faye passed on her 6th sense judgement. The sub reads 'You can bank on a woman's instinct'. Interesting adaptation.
5. CB TV series: My favourites are, first jumping to mind 'Pierrot le Fou', followed by 'Waltz for Venus' and 'Jupiter Jazz'. That make up my top 3, subject to constant changes depending on untrustworthy memory and swinging moods. It's cool you don't call it 'episode', but 'session' as in a jazz jamming session. Watanabe's animation always goes by 26 episode rule, which means 6 DVDs worth ~200 bucks. Nice (wryly).
6. Jupiter Jazz is so far the most romantic and saddest (ignoring the last session). But towards the end all the characters look deformed. I can just imagine the artists scrambling for life in the last minute of submission. The club where Gren plays sax. is called 'Blue Crow'. I just noticed.
7. Pierrot le Fou has a supreme horror atmosphere. Although it's never in the director's picks, it sure is a stand-alone session worth all the praise. I'm most impressed by the opening cuts and angles.
Can't ramble on anymore. Time for bed.
Ondaatje's early novels are sold for 300+ bucks on the net. Amazing (amazed by how much people rip out of the intangible thing called 'time'). I was at Chapters bookstore and did a random search on Ondaatje. I never knew he had a new novel published in April this year. It's titled 'Divisadero'.
Read more here
One of the 5 greatest books on MO's list is 'The Blue Flower' by Penelope Fitzgerald - a great "historical" novel, about the German romantic poet-novelist Novalis. This symbolism also appeared in GARNET CROW's 18th Single, quote lyrics 'the blue flowers that bloomed behind Novalis's door'. Interesting isn't it.
Sidetrack ends here from where another obsession ensues.
COWBOY BEBOP!! CLASSIC CLASSIC CLASSIC <3
Rewatched 'Knocking on heaven's door' the movie and paid attention to things I didn't care to notice before.
1. Yes, smoking is a CB symbol. Spike, Faye, Jet - the smoker club trio. Spike's cigarette butt is always bent and from a CB essay website I read (yes, there's actually a dedicated essay site), it might be a tribute to a trumpet master whose trumpet is also bent.
2.The opening and ending credits were directed by someone (?) and I'd say it measures up if not supersedes the usual CB style.
3. Shinichiro Watanabe grew up watching European movies (arthouse movies I guess?). One major reason I adore CB is coz of its international taste. But you know (you=Watanabe), Chinese culture isn't all about HK. Good attempt though.
4. Voice dub: I remember Spike said 'You can't ignore a woman's instinct' after Faye passed on her 6th sense judgement. The sub reads 'You can bank on a woman's instinct'. Interesting adaptation.
5. CB TV series: My favourites are, first jumping to mind 'Pierrot le Fou', followed by 'Waltz for Venus' and 'Jupiter Jazz'. That make up my top 3, subject to constant changes depending on untrustworthy memory and swinging moods. It's cool you don't call it 'episode', but 'session' as in a jazz jamming session. Watanabe's animation always goes by 26 episode rule, which means 6 DVDs worth ~200 bucks. Nice (wryly).
6. Jupiter Jazz is so far the most romantic and saddest (ignoring the last session). But towards the end all the characters look deformed. I can just imagine the artists scrambling for life in the last minute of submission. The club where Gren plays sax. is called 'Blue Crow'. I just noticed.
7. Pierrot le Fou has a supreme horror atmosphere. Although it's never in the director's picks, it sure is a stand-alone session worth all the praise. I'm most impressed by the opening cuts and angles.
Can't ramble on anymore. Time for bed.
画好了不能再看第二遍
今天下午的时候好不容易坐定拿起笔，胡乱翻看电脑里的照片寻找灵感。万事开头难，意思就是一开头就没那么难了（某人的overcome activation energy barrier之说）。靠着这点能量一路滑下，等结束后全方面审视成品的时候不禁哑然：怎么是这样子的。不能再看第二眼，只能说当事者迷，脱手后又是一番理论，这里该怎样，那里不该怎样。实际着色时间很短，长的是决定颜色搭配。CG颜色是能反悔的，可以delete, ctrl+z一遍一遍的来，但这样反而辛苦。只要原稿还在就可以随心试验remixes，突然间觉得自己像音乐制作人。可是到头来总觉得没练习到什么新的。
这张被fellow SG fans看到会被抹脖子吧。。。等我意识到的时候Darren已经被画成过于妖艳的gay了。Daniel像黄豆芽。
这张叫Discipline，以前也拿影子做过文章所以算是翻旧账。想嘲笑一下“纪律”这种概念的，不知有没有传达到呢。
这张被fellow SG fans看到会被抹脖子吧。。。等我意识到的时候Darren已经被画成过于妖艳的gay了。Daniel像黄豆芽。
这张叫Discipline，以前也拿影子做过文章所以算是翻旧账。想嘲笑一下“纪律”这种概念的，不知有没有传达到呢。
Sunday, August 05, 2007
A day is gone
Lay your hands down
Watch the nails grow
The feet start tapping
as sun strikes the floor
Each eye blinks twice
and a day is gone
Watch the nails grow
The feet start tapping
as sun strikes the floor
Each eye blinks twice
and a day is gone
When bad luck kicks in
Unfortunate things just keep ROLLING in like little devils parading into your quiet life.
My turn of luck (for the worse) happened last night? So I fathomed.
Internet was down but I was tightly engaged in the last chapter of Harry Potter Half Blood Prince so I didn't fuss (yet). Dumbledore's death was completely outrageous. I scrolled down wildly and led on by a strong temptation even scanned through Deathly Hallow in hope the familiar name should spring to life again, but it didn't. Death however fictional is still depressing. I wasn't ready to part with one of my wisest characters after 6 books. And I resented JKR for elaborating rubbish after D's death. I wouldn't call that proper lamenting in all honesty. The ending to book 6 is TOTAL TRASH. And yeah it hasn't escaped my notice how a display of male chauvinism is so essential to Harry's character building. Breaking up with Ginny so as to protect her? My arse.
Shut down laptop after being wholesomely disappointed by book6 and slammed into bed.
Woke up next morning to realize internet was still down. Called up shaw cable to be told it's the wireless router problem and it needs to be unplugged and re-plugged. A graver problem is, the router and the modem are in my landlord's room, which she so consciously locked before flying off. Does that mean I'm stuck with internetless you-better-kill-me situation for a whole month? The thought practically killed my day in a second. I tried to call/sms her but she didn't reply (not till late night).
I sat down in my favourite chair trying to read, while a cup of icy soy bean drink sat at my feet. For ghostly reason the CD rack toppled down without notice and knocked over the cup. Milky liquid formed a large patch on the carpet and on my RUFUS CD!! I scooped it up but the edges of the booklet were already stained and deformed. What did I do to deserve this?
Then Telus technicians called in to complain nobody's down there for the appointment. I told them I rescheduled yesterday and the poor man mumbled 'they should've told me, shouldn't they?' sounding very hurt and discouraged. I felt sorry for him.
Returned to the ruined carpet trying to blot out the dampness.
Dropped many utensils while cooking but fortunately nothing broke or flew. I was in a murderous mood.
But internet came back for another ghostly reason around midnight.
Things I just can't explain.
CANADA won the fireworks. Probably deserve the price. Do you know it takes 3 days to design and make a bomb? The 25min show uses on average 2000-4500 bombs. And to think not only the bomb artist, but also the choreographer has to listen to the set music millions of times to achieve the final synchronization, the show is a great given. It costs millions of dollars but we can watch it for free. However, I can't think of other means to charge for a fireworks show. Surely the sky is vast and within easy visibility of whoever has eyes.
My turn of luck (for the worse) happened last night? So I fathomed.
Internet was down but I was tightly engaged in the last chapter of Harry Potter Half Blood Prince so I didn't fuss (yet). Dumbledore's death was completely outrageous. I scrolled down wildly and led on by a strong temptation even scanned through Deathly Hallow in hope the familiar name should spring to life again, but it didn't. Death however fictional is still depressing. I wasn't ready to part with one of my wisest characters after 6 books. And I resented JKR for elaborating rubbish after D's death. I wouldn't call that proper lamenting in all honesty. The ending to book 6 is TOTAL TRASH. And yeah it hasn't escaped my notice how a display of male chauvinism is so essential to Harry's character building. Breaking up with Ginny so as to protect her? My arse.
Shut down laptop after being wholesomely disappointed by book6 and slammed into bed.
Woke up next morning to realize internet was still down. Called up shaw cable to be told it's the wireless router problem and it needs to be unplugged and re-plugged. A graver problem is, the router and the modem are in my landlord's room, which she so consciously locked before flying off. Does that mean I'm stuck with internetless you-better-kill-me situation for a whole month? The thought practically killed my day in a second. I tried to call/sms her but she didn't reply (not till late night).
I sat down in my favourite chair trying to read, while a cup of icy soy bean drink sat at my feet. For ghostly reason the CD rack toppled down without notice and knocked over the cup. Milky liquid formed a large patch on the carpet and on my RUFUS CD!! I scooped it up but the edges of the booklet were already stained and deformed. What did I do to deserve this?
Then Telus technicians called in to complain nobody's down there for the appointment. I told them I rescheduled yesterday and the poor man mumbled 'they should've told me, shouldn't they?' sounding very hurt and discouraged. I felt sorry for him.
Returned to the ruined carpet trying to blot out the dampness.
Dropped many utensils while cooking but fortunately nothing broke or flew. I was in a murderous mood.
But internet came back for another ghostly reason around midnight.
Things I just can't explain.
CANADA won the fireworks. Probably deserve the price. Do you know it takes 3 days to design and make a bomb? The 25min show uses on average 2000-4500 bombs. And to think not only the bomb artist, but also the choreographer has to listen to the set music millions of times to achieve the final synchronization, the show is a great given. It costs millions of dollars but we can watch it for free. However, I can't think of other means to charge for a fireworks show. Surely the sky is vast and within easy visibility of whoever has eyes.
Friday, August 03, 2007
烟花、哈利波特和我的猪窝
看到好多人把题目设置为自动的摘取了。我也不是很喜欢取题目，可是看到一长句子的题目又嫌烦。
今天坐在沙发上看了200页的哈波（第6本），迷迷糊糊到325页的字样就睡着了，趴在超出我身长几十厘米的慷慨大沙发上死睡，醒来天已黑。煮了鸡肉饺子吃，吃的肚子不舒服，一边想着不舒服啊不舒服一边皱眉头跟同学在MSN上聊工作和移民的事。
室友Lilianna中午走了，现在变成我一个人霸占二室一厅的庞大空间，非常为所欲为。在客厅放上GOLDEN GRAPEFRUIT的CD，可那套音像奇怪的很，Freedom开头的滚滚吉他没了超重音效果，听着很浅。我正对着那两喇叭，用遥控器点它，选了很多模式都达不到期待的音效。头往左歪30度，左耳便充斥着隆隆的声响几乎耳鸣，往右30度便是右耳遭殃。结论：绝对不会买AIWA牌的音像。
昨晚去看中国场的烟花比赛，音乐是The Time Machine。按常例大家起身唱中国国歌，真的是好久没唱过这首义勇军进行曲了。中国的烟花向来重排场和气势，比大小怕是没有国家能比的过，唯一的缺点是缺乏和音乐的配合。这次很难得的穿插了浪漫片断，古老的音乐响起时小小的红色燎原之火在远处不安的窜促着。有几个小高潮还是有些欠缺，总体感觉来讲我更喜欢加拿大，但爱国情结迫使我给自己国家投了满分票。坐我们旁的一个白人女子喝酒又抽了大麻，自始至终都格外兴奋，扯破了她那狼嗓喊叫“Go CHINA, CHINA CHINA CHINA！” 娘啊，我们是中国人都没她那么High。
最近对自己有点厌倦，厌倦缺乏志气的一面，厌倦没有信仰的空壳，也厌倦了厌倦自己的自己。真实的感受到，喜欢别人之前一定要先喜欢自己。缺乏爱心的人有多疲倦啊，反过来也一样。
今天坐在沙发上看了200页的哈波（第6本），迷迷糊糊到325页的字样就睡着了，趴在超出我身长几十厘米的慷慨大沙发上死睡，醒来天已黑。煮了鸡肉饺子吃，吃的肚子不舒服，一边想着不舒服啊不舒服一边皱眉头跟同学在MSN上聊工作和移民的事。
室友Lilianna中午走了，现在变成我一个人霸占二室一厅的庞大空间，非常为所欲为。在客厅放上GOLDEN GRAPEFRUIT的CD，可那套音像奇怪的很，Freedom开头的滚滚吉他没了超重音效果，听着很浅。我正对着那两喇叭，用遥控器点它，选了很多模式都达不到期待的音效。头往左歪30度，左耳便充斥着隆隆的声响几乎耳鸣，往右30度便是右耳遭殃。结论：绝对不会买AIWA牌的音像。
昨晚去看中国场的烟花比赛，音乐是The Time Machine。按常例大家起身唱中国国歌，真的是好久没唱过这首义勇军进行曲了。中国的烟花向来重排场和气势，比大小怕是没有国家能比的过，唯一的缺点是缺乏和音乐的配合。这次很难得的穿插了浪漫片断，古老的音乐响起时小小的红色燎原之火在远处不安的窜促着。有几个小高潮还是有些欠缺，总体感觉来讲我更喜欢加拿大，但爱国情结迫使我给自己国家投了满分票。坐我们旁的一个白人女子喝酒又抽了大麻，自始至终都格外兴奋，扯破了她那狼嗓喊叫“Go CHINA, CHINA CHINA CHINA！” 娘啊，我们是中国人都没她那么High。
最近对自己有点厌倦，厌倦缺乏志气的一面，厌倦没有信仰的空壳，也厌倦了厌倦自己的自己。真实的感受到，喜欢别人之前一定要先喜欢自己。缺乏爱心的人有多疲倦啊，反过来也一样。
每个人是每个人的思念
谢谢camel推荐的大乔小乔，很可爱的民谣组合。我觉得作曲很不错的，虽然被很多人指责抄袭无人不知无人不晓的le papillon，我说也就那一首歌吧，也没见他们出专辑啊。不要因为那一首歌就把所有成年人+ loli的组合都一棍子打死了。奶声奶气、五音有缺的小女孩儿嘴中一一道来“思念、过客、遗忘”这些伤触神经的词儿让我心里一荡一荡的，量你也不明白寂寞的分量，但就是她不带猜忌的幼声唱来才让这首歌格外感伤。大乔的声音粗了一节了，所以大乔小乔是大灰狼小绵羊组合，成人的晦涩披着温顺的羊皮。也有很搞笑很生活愤青的歌，小女孩唱着啥“爷们儿、崽子”听着就逗。
省去歌评了，只想说这是个带着淡淡悲伤的隔代组合。话说我当大乔小乔是俩美女呢，直到播放第一曲“星座”心里一惊，这是啥？？
贴些网上的资料
大乔小乔——30岁的男人乔小刀和10岁的女孩乔木楠合作了一个乐队（他们是叔叔和侄女的关系），他们的一首《消失的光年》风靡整个网络。
大乔：这个东北人现在住在北京近郊昌平，他把版画画在帆布上，并做些深有所指的玩具布偶；他平时热爱LOMO，并PS出怪诞的人物特写，他的照片本身就以抓特写见长；他被筝友们传为奇人；他还擅长用诗歌纪录生活——那种深受朦胧诗影响，又把第三代诗歌学到手的折衷诗体。
小乔：俨然活宝，躺在白云里睡觉是小姑娘9岁时的理想，她的叔叔会在安静的早晨听钟立风，而她还抱着她的玩具熊在睡觉。她梦见了白云和风筝，而我们正在忙碌。
曲目：
1.星座
2.小乌龟
3.消失的光年
4.小草
5.黑光
6.采花
7.凤求凰
8.电传
9.黑光曲
10.凤求凰古琴曲
***
张悬出新专辑了，听了一遍觉得没啥大突破，作曲上甚至比第一张还欠。很多歌调子偏呆板。也就Jady最初推荐的那首《喜欢》留下不错的印象。
专辑名称：亲爱的…我还不知道
歌手姓名：张悬 | SONY官网
唱片公司：新力博德曼
发行日期：2007年07月20日
苹果论坛下载链接
01. 毕竟
02. 嫁祸进行式
03. 喜欢
04. 亲爱的
05. Gonna Stop
06. 儿歌
07. 模样
08. 讨人厌的字
09. 欲望把眼前的地板铺满
10. Outro
11. 并不
省去歌评了，只想说这是个带着淡淡悲伤的隔代组合。话说我当大乔小乔是俩美女呢，直到播放第一曲“星座”心里一惊，这是啥？？
贴些网上的资料
大乔小乔——30岁的男人乔小刀和10岁的女孩乔木楠合作了一个乐队（他们是叔叔和侄女的关系），他们的一首《消失的光年》风靡整个网络。
大乔：这个东北人现在住在北京近郊昌平，他把版画画在帆布上，并做些深有所指的玩具布偶；他平时热爱LOMO，并PS出怪诞的人物特写，他的照片本身就以抓特写见长；他被筝友们传为奇人；他还擅长用诗歌纪录生活——那种深受朦胧诗影响，又把第三代诗歌学到手的折衷诗体。
小乔：俨然活宝，躺在白云里睡觉是小姑娘9岁时的理想，她的叔叔会在安静的早晨听钟立风，而她还抱着她的玩具熊在睡觉。她梦见了白云和风筝，而我们正在忙碌。
曲目：
1.星座
2.小乌龟
3.消失的光年
4.小草
5.黑光
6.采花
7.凤求凰
8.电传
9.黑光曲
10.凤求凰古琴曲
***
张悬出新专辑了，听了一遍觉得没啥大突破，作曲上甚至比第一张还欠。很多歌调子偏呆板。也就Jady最初推荐的那首《喜欢》留下不错的印象。
专辑名称：亲爱的…我还不知道
歌手姓名：张悬 | SONY官网
唱片公司：新力博德曼
发行日期：2007年07月20日
苹果论坛下载链接
01. 毕竟
02. 嫁祸进行式
03. 喜欢
04. 亲爱的
05. Gonna Stop
06. 儿歌
07. 模样
08. 讨人厌的字
09. 欲望把眼前的地板铺满
10. Outro
11. 并不
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