Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Small lists of movies.
Books & movies are really my main obsessions (outside creating), music being a close third.
Here's a list of movies I've watched recently that I reallyreally enjoyed, in no particular order (well, as I think of them):
1. Yojimbo, 1961, directed by Akira Kurosawa. My latest full blown obsession is Kurosawa films starring Toshiro Mifune.
"I'm not dying yet. I have to kill quite a few men first."
2. 8 1/2, 1963, directed by Federico Fellini.
"You see, what stands out at a first reading is the lack of a central issue or a philosophical stance. That makes the film a chain of gratuitous episodes which may even be amusing in their ambivalent realism. You wonder, what is the director really trying to do? Make us think? Scare us? That ploy betrays a basic lack of poetic inspiration."
(Fellini attached a note to himself below the camera's eyepiece (when filming) which read, "Remember, this is a comedy.")
.. x
Here's a list of movies I've watched recently that I reallyreally enjoyed, in no particular order (well, as I think of them):
1. Yojimbo, 1961, directed by Akira Kurosawa. My latest full blown obsession is Kurosawa films starring Toshiro Mifune.
"I'm not dying yet. I have to kill quite a few men first."
2. 8 1/2, 1963, directed by Federico Fellini.
"You see, what stands out at a first reading is the lack of a central issue or a philosophical stance. That makes the film a chain of gratuitous episodes which may even be amusing in their ambivalent realism. You wonder, what is the director really trying to do? Make us think? Scare us? That ploy betrays a basic lack of poetic inspiration."
(Fellini attached a note to himself below the camera's eyepiece (when filming) which read, "Remember, this is a comedy.")
.. x
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Cross-stitched Anti-Valentines!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Clitter!
!!!!!!!
Other amusements today/yesterday/whenever:
From My Unfinished Doctoral Dissertation on Breakfast Cereals By Dave Frye (from McSweeney's, which I read entirely too much of)
Scrapiteria (interesting collage blog with quirky stories to go with them)
Tada's Revolution (cute & hilarious photography of stuffed bears/pandas. This carjacking one is my favourite!)
Totally Severe Embroidery (seriously fucking amazing embroidery, I think the Star Trek one is my fave)
Thursday, March 5, 2009
postpostscript, re wage slavery.
I always meant to do a clarification on this post, about working.
At my last job, I worked with women twice my age, for the same pay rate (about $15/hour before tax, with super etc, it was just a warehouse job). It was undeniably depressing - watching these women (most who had worked there for years, mostly kind hearted, good people), mothers (many single), being treated as expendable, basically worthless worker bees. It didn't help that there were stupid gang ups on each other and factions (basically just bitching constantly about each other, which equalled no morale and a soul-destroying workplace run on fear & gossip). Not to mention the monthly Week Of Hell, thanks to the considerable percentage of pre-menopausal women whose periods had synced up. (It was a company of about 30 people: 4 males, the rest wuzzas, pre-menopausal about 60%). The job completely destroyed me, twice.
I can handle being paid a base wage right now, but in 20 years, I definitely hope that I receive income based on my experience and value to whatever 'organisation' I work for. I realise that most of my good friends have been doing wage slave type jobs, and that really can't be helped, being young. I just want something more. I want a job that makes a difference, or embraces my creativity (instead of stifling it).
These are my personal issues that I try and deal with by writing about them.
At my last job, I worked with women twice my age, for the same pay rate (about $15/hour before tax, with super etc, it was just a warehouse job). It was undeniably depressing - watching these women (most who had worked there for years, mostly kind hearted, good people), mothers (many single), being treated as expendable, basically worthless worker bees. It didn't help that there were stupid gang ups on each other and factions (basically just bitching constantly about each other, which equalled no morale and a soul-destroying workplace run on fear & gossip). Not to mention the monthly Week Of Hell, thanks to the considerable percentage of pre-menopausal women whose periods had synced up. (It was a company of about 30 people: 4 males, the rest wuzzas, pre-menopausal about 60%). The job completely destroyed me, twice.
I can handle being paid a base wage right now, but in 20 years, I definitely hope that I receive income based on my experience and value to whatever 'organisation' I work for. I realise that most of my good friends have been doing wage slave type jobs, and that really can't be helped, being young. I just want something more. I want a job that makes a difference, or embraces my creativity (instead of stifling it).
These are my personal issues that I try and deal with by writing about them.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
'On Scrapbooking'
Just something I posted on flickr that I thought I'd post here too:
Personally, I hate the word 'scrapbook'. The fact that 'scrapbooking' as a commercial term has been overtaken & used by some of the world's most mediocre and uncreative women (who need classes to teach them how to arrange images and think outside their boxes regarding any sort of embellishment) makes me cringe at the word.
I don't have a better term for it, though. Although, lately I've been using the term 'psychedelic collage' for my own stuff.
(I used to work at a 'scrapbooking warehouse', where I got to see the crappy, boring, country craft-baby book miasma firsthand. Even the 'professional designers' employed there made me want to vomit with their bland 'ideas'. "I'M A PRINCESS!!!!!!").
Every other scrapbooking group on flickr is all "LOOK AT MY BABY!!!" or "LOOK AT HOW PRETTY I AM!!!".
Don't even get me started on mothers who purposely pose every freakin' event in their lives to scrapbook later. Ugh! Sickos.
Ps. I have an idea - 'scrapebooking', as in "you'll have to scrape my face off the pavement, because this page is so goddamn boring & unoriginal that I'm going to throw myself headfirst out a 6-storey window after viewing it."
Personally, I hate the word 'scrapbook'. The fact that 'scrapbooking' as a commercial term has been overtaken & used by some of the world's most mediocre and uncreative women (who need classes to teach them how to arrange images and think outside their boxes regarding any sort of embellishment) makes me cringe at the word.
I don't have a better term for it, though. Although, lately I've been using the term 'psychedelic collage' for my own stuff.
(I used to work at a 'scrapbooking warehouse', where I got to see the crappy, boring, country craft-baby book miasma firsthand. Even the 'professional designers' employed there made me want to vomit with their bland 'ideas'. "I'M A PRINCESS!!!!!!").
Every other scrapbooking group on flickr is all "LOOK AT MY BABY!!!" or "LOOK AT HOW PRETTY I AM!!!".
Don't even get me started on mothers who purposely pose every freakin' event in their lives to scrapbook later. Ugh! Sickos.
Ps. I have an idea - 'scrapebooking', as in "you'll have to scrape my face off the pavement, because this page is so goddamn boring & unoriginal that I'm going to throw myself headfirst out a 6-storey window after viewing it."
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