dreams

ODDSAC

animal collective is one of those bands that you like or you don't. i happen to love them. tonight i went to a visual album done by them and directed by danny perez. it was about 54 minutes long, not to long and not to short. actually it ended up being just perfect. i think a high dosage of the film would have left me feeling insane. one minute i felt like i was a on top of the world, then anxious, to feeling complete despair, and any other emotion you could thing of in between. before long i just felt weird. i guess drawing inspirations from the japanese horror film called house, what else was it suppose to do? it was really interesting after to have members of the band and the director come out and talk to the audience about the film and left the floor open for questions. i think the best question asked was in reference to the title of the film, ODDSAC. aside from the aesthetically pleasing arrangement of letters, they said one night they were sitting around discussing titles and noticed they had an weird bag of gummies.

weird bag of gummies = oddsac.
brilliant.
go watch it. the ending scene is what i wish i could do every time i listen to animal collective

Murakami + Johnny Greenwood

an amazing author plus and amazing musician! what more could you ask for in a perfect film? Greenwoods scoring for the film There Will Be Blood was pretty epic, i can only imagine the outcome of this film!

directed by Tran Anh Hung 

"i once had a girl, or should i say she once had me"

The Radiant child

[ radiant child ] --- Jean Michel Basquiat
[ filmmaker/ friend ]--- Tamara Davis
released: 02.21.10

graffiti artist, Neo expressionist, AMAZING artist.

BUMS OF BAYVIEW

i think the most interesting people live in Hunters Point. I'm lucky enough to work down here... it could be just a crack induced hysteria... regardless... NEVER a dull moment.

water heater must mean a lot to him.

one man's junk

One thing i love  about san francisco is the fact that you could be walking down the street and come across a box full of treasures! I decided to put my new found treasures to use and make an earring wall frame out of an old frame, a screen, staples and some hemp.

hero journeys.

Most people come to a fork in the road when they must choose whether to embark on their hero journey. Willingly, i dove in... face first. This blog, blerb, blarg, is my log of the journey that i have undoubtedly set forth on. i would like to share this excerpt from a book that has been a bit of supernatural aid that was given to me when my call to adventure was made clear:)

Paris February 17,1903

There is only one single way. Go into yourself. Search for the reason that bids you to write; find out whether it is spreading out its roots in the deepest places of your heart, acknowledge to yourself whether you would have to die if it were denied you to write. This above all- ask yourself in the stillest hour of your night : MUST I write? Delve into yourself for a deep answer. And if this should be affirmative, if you may meet this earnest question with a strong and simple "I must," then build your life according to this necessity; your life even into its most indifferent and slightest hour must be a sign of this urge and a testimony to it. Then draw near Nature. Then try, like some first human being, to say what you see and experience and love and lose. do not write love-poems; avoid at first those forms that are too facile and commonplace: the are the most difficult, for it takes a great, fully matured power to give something of your own where good and even excellent traditions come to mind in quantity. Therefore save yourself from these general themes and seek those which your own everyday life offers you; describe your sorrows and desires, passing thoughts and the belief in some sort of beauty- describe all these with loving, quiet, humble sincerity, and use, to express yourself, the things in your environment, the images from your dreams, and the object of your memory.

-RILKE

"hero journeys"