I saw two men dressed up like the Mario Brothers, walk across the street. It's almost the end of July, so Halloween is ruled out. Ill confirm the reality of this story by mentioning that it is but one, of many strange things seen. I was not surprised, only curious.
Two men carrying an old television uphill on a wheely, reminded me of the opening scene of the movie Requiem for a Dream. (Why do they have a TV @ 8 o clock on a Monday night?) Hence, should I stop staring?
Two people came in side my work and shared a bottle of wine or maybe more over the course of my shift. They arrived separately but stayed until late and left together. Its romantic at first, until my dropping ears leak into the dialouge. I can almost taste the nectar of sweet juice coming from the conversation as they discuss the pains of being married, and the annoyances of there spouses. As in a family, as in, not each other. They usually share the same bottle every time.
Another two people wait at a table on the window. For about forty five minutes they sit, silent, and bitter for the other two guest to arrive. During that time, each moment I pass they look at me directly hoping I have a topic of conversation to provide. But I dont. When the other couple arrives they are the most vibrant and giggling pair, the loudest in the restaurant. I smirk at the opposite pairs together at the same table, wondering how the rest of dinner went.
Then I see a regular, not a regular diner, but a regular passer by. He lives in the apartments above us. I remember him vividly because of the blue silk button down top, with dragon imprints all over he seems to wear everyday. I'm not sure if he has anything else to wear. But these are expensive condos, and quickly I rule out affordability. I also remember him because of his girlfriend. At first she looked like his grandma, and quickly a goodbye kiss was more than enough needed to distinguish the extent of the relationship. They make dinner together frequently, walking to the store, but never coming inside.
How do I know this family walking across the street are tourists? Maybe its because they look up a lot. The large American flags sequenced on their matching shirts makes me question it.. But I have no idea why that would make me think so....
A party of young...not yet lawyers collect at a large table for a formal dinner party. Infact they are all still students of law dressed up well enough to fool me. As the wine settles in and marinates in justices hand, I see her slap her superior violently, but meant to be friendly, across the face. They both laugh. I am sober, and I still laugh inside. I wonder if secretly they were both mad.
The corner of 5th and Madison is never a dull moment if you choose to look deeply the details which surround it. This city is full of insects who rush from place to place with a purpose. I know it is getting late at night because the tops of the buildings next to me lose the vibrant glow of the sunset. It's time for me to start lighting some candles and improve the ambiance.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
ANOTHER SCENE
EXT. HOME TO MAIN CHARACTER. BLUE GREEN WITH WHITE TRIM CORRESPONDING WHITE WOOD FENCE, HAND PAINTED AND ASSEMBLED. HAUNTING LIKE THE ALICE IN WONDERLANDS HOLE. HOMEMADE BEER PONG TABLE ON OUTGROWN LAWN. RED KEG CUPS PEAK OUT OF THE GREEN. GRAFFITI SCRAPS OF WOOD ARE SCATTERED AGAINST THE HOUSE AND AROUND. IN THE WINDOW IS A SIGN THAT READS "STAY CLASSIC SEATTLE". SUN BRIGHT. BLUE SKY. PERFECT FOR A CIGARETTE.
Fade In
..Intro song plays in the background..
Door opens to the front house, the main character steps with an unlit cigarette in her mouth and frowns with displeasure. Its really fucking bright out.
main character exhales deeply with relief and closes her fists together with angry relief. The cigarette automatically lights in the heat of the morning.
MAIN CHARACTER
(She inhales a large and long drag of smoke while muttering loudly
"that feels so. good..."
(assertively switches from relaxed to formally collected like an adult. to her right was the neighbor for his morning smoke.)
"Morning"
EXT. DAYTIME. NEIGHBORS HOUSE, ECLECTIC WITH MISCELLANEOUS OBJECTS. USUAL FOUNTAINS, ROLLING MARBLE BALLS, NO GNOMES....BUT IT LOOKS LIKE ONE VISITS FREQUENTLY.
NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR:
LATE 50's,STANDS TALL WITH CONFIDENCE BUT LOOKS SHORT FROM A DISAPPOINTING LONG LOST LOVE NEVER RECOVERED FROM. HIS SLIGHT HUNCH IS FROM MOST LIKELY FROM HAVING A SEXY SWAGGER IN HIS YOUNGER YEARS. MORE THAN LIKELY THE FATE OF GRAVITY UPON THE BEER INFUSED BELLY BUT HIS FRAME STILL APPEARS INTACT. HE HAS GLASSES THAT TOUCH HIS HAIR JUST LONG ENOUGH WITH A CURL TO GRAB AND SLIDE HIS HAND THROUGH BACKWARDS. HE WAS A LADIES MAN NO DOUBT, THE SILENT TYPE. HIS SMOKE BREAKS ARE FREQUENT BUT HIS DRINK CHOICE VARIES NIGHTLY. THE ASSHOLE. THE ONE THAT YOU ALWAYS LET GO. HIS PAST EXPERIENCES OF ENTREPRENEURSHIP AND FREE LIVING MAKES HIM PERFECT FOR ADVICE THAT SUPPORTS RANDOM LIVING. HE IS WHO THE CHARACTERS REFLECT THROUGH.
EXT. HOME TO MAIN CHARACTER. BLUE GREEN WITH WHITE TRIM CORRESPONDING WHITE WOOD FENCE, HAND PAINTED AND ASSEMBLED. HAUNTING LIKE THE ALICE IN WONDERLANDS HOLE. HOMEMADE BEER PONG TABLE ON OUTGROWN LAWN. RED KEG CUPS PEAK OUT OF THE GREEN. GRAFFITI SCRAPS OF WOOD ARE SCATTERED AGAINST THE HOUSE AND AROUND. IN THE WINDOW IS A SIGN THAT READS "STAY CLASSIC SEATTLE". SUN BRIGHT. BLUE SKY. PERFECT FOR A CIGARETTE.
Fade In
..Intro song plays in the background..
Door opens to the front house, the main character steps with an unlit cigarette in her mouth and frowns with displeasure. Its really fucking bright out.
main character exhales deeply with relief and closes her fists together with angry relief. The cigarette automatically lights in the heat of the morning.
MAIN CHARACTER
(She inhales a large and long drag of smoke while muttering loudly
"that feels so. good..."
(assertively switches from relaxed to formally collected like an adult. to her right was the neighbor for his morning smoke.)
"Morning"
EXT. DAYTIME. NEIGHBORS HOUSE, ECLECTIC WITH MISCELLANEOUS OBJECTS. USUAL FOUNTAINS, ROLLING MARBLE BALLS, NO GNOMES....BUT IT LOOKS LIKE ONE VISITS FREQUENTLY.
NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR:
LATE 50's,STANDS TALL WITH CONFIDENCE BUT LOOKS SHORT FROM A DISAPPOINTING LONG LOST LOVE NEVER RECOVERED FROM. HIS SLIGHT HUNCH IS FROM MOST LIKELY FROM HAVING A SEXY SWAGGER IN HIS YOUNGER YEARS. MORE THAN LIKELY THE FATE OF GRAVITY UPON THE BEER INFUSED BELLY BUT HIS FRAME STILL APPEARS INTACT. HE HAS GLASSES THAT TOUCH HIS HAIR JUST LONG ENOUGH WITH A CURL TO GRAB AND SLIDE HIS HAND THROUGH BACKWARDS. HE WAS A LADIES MAN NO DOUBT, THE SILENT TYPE. HIS SMOKE BREAKS ARE FREQUENT BUT HIS DRINK CHOICE VARIES NIGHTLY. THE ASSHOLE. THE ONE THAT YOU ALWAYS LET GO. HIS PAST EXPERIENCES OF ENTREPRENEURSHIP AND FREE LIVING MAKES HIM PERFECT FOR ADVICE THAT SUPPORTS RANDOM LIVING. HE IS WHO THE CHARACTERS REFLECT THROUGH.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Gypsy Rose Lee
"Men aren't attracted to me by my mind. They're attracted by what I don't mind."
Recognized as the mother of burlesque an overtime, exploited performance (altough not always focused on sex it was about humor and music). I found this Seattle native searching for famous born locals in a commonly male dominated collective. During the 1920's she is proclaimed to be, although how many young girls wish they were in fact, the inventor of the strip tease. Of course I would want to know more. My interest in this information is the passive aggressive representation of sexuality at hand. Although she was a "stripper," she never actually got undressed and was known for incorporating humor, and flashy outfits, actually talking to the audience which was uncommon for burlesque performers.A voice to the picture.
The walls of her home were filled with pictures by Joan Miró, Pablo Picasso, Marc Chagall, Max Ernst, and Dorothea Tanning, all suggested to be directly from the artists themselves. An artistic muse to them, and myself as well. She is but one, and no I say not the most important, but recognized Seattle native.
Sometimes it is necessary to explain yourself and why you choose to draw certain objects. It seems emotional fantasy and romantic ambition happen within the blink of an eye.
Recognized as the mother of burlesque an overtime, exploited performance (altough not always focused on sex it was about humor and music). I found this Seattle native searching for famous born locals in a commonly male dominated collective. During the 1920's she is proclaimed to be, although how many young girls wish they were in fact, the inventor of the strip tease. Of course I would want to know more. My interest in this information is the passive aggressive representation of sexuality at hand. Although she was a "stripper," she never actually got undressed and was known for incorporating humor, and flashy outfits, actually talking to the audience which was uncommon for burlesque performers.A voice to the picture.
The walls of her home were filled with pictures by Joan Miró, Pablo Picasso, Marc Chagall, Max Ernst, and Dorothea Tanning, all suggested to be directly from the artists themselves. An artistic muse to them, and myself as well. She is but one, and no I say not the most important, but recognized Seattle native.
Sometimes it is necessary to explain yourself and why you choose to draw certain objects. It seems emotional fantasy and romantic ambition happen within the blink of an eye.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Pulp Fiction
The screenplay to the movie Pulp Fiction opens with a definition.
Pulp: "a soft, moist, shapeless mass of matter" and "a magazine or book containing lurid subject matter and being characteristically printed on rough, unfinished paper."
the movie then begins.
I think the main reason people enjoyed this movie, and created it into a cult classic was the non linear organization of each scene. Like the books Choose Your Own Adventure, reach word relyies heavily on the next. Each next sequence we hope will reveal more about the story. Finally in the end though, its not like our usual endings, and the neo noir tragic ending and flawed main characters challenge Disney ending comfortability. Instead of satisfying bliss and peaceful endings, reality infiltrated its way into the minds of the viewers.
Here's something real
Pulp: "a soft, moist, shapeless mass of matter" and "a magazine or book containing lurid subject matter and being characteristically printed on rough, unfinished paper."
the movie then begins.
I think the main reason people enjoyed this movie, and created it into a cult classic was the non linear organization of each scene. Like the books Choose Your Own Adventure, reach word relyies heavily on the next. Each next sequence we hope will reveal more about the story. Finally in the end though, its not like our usual endings, and the neo noir tragic ending and flawed main characters challenge Disney ending comfortability. Instead of satisfying bliss and peaceful endings, reality infiltrated its way into the minds of the viewers.
Here's something real
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
RANDOM ACT of awesomeness
March 11, 2010 approximately 9:05...clearly stated below..... approximately one glass of wine. approximate randomness....via facebook live chat...
whats good girl?
9:05pm Sarah
oh workin on papers you know basically everything that has been put off this week because of my dumb ass
9:06pm Nicole
procrastination forces perfection
9:06pm Sarah
agreed
9:06pm Nicole
therefore, better cramming and being stressed only one time instead of spreading it out all week
9:06pm Sarah
yes
a million times yes
why sweat it when you can just sweat it once?
9:07pm Nicole
yes, and girls don't sweat, they perspire
9:07pm Sarah
perspire to achieve?
9:08pm Nicole
no like to perspire ......not sweat
did i just make up a word??
no its a real word
i googled it
whats good girl?
9:05pm Sarah
oh workin on papers you know basically everything that has been put off this week because of my dumb ass
9:06pm Nicole
procrastination forces perfection
9:06pm Sarah
agreed
9:06pm Nicole
therefore, better cramming and being stressed only one time instead of spreading it out all week
9:06pm Sarah
yes
a million times yes
why sweat it when you can just sweat it once?
9:07pm Nicole
yes, and girls don't sweat, they perspire
9:07pm Sarah
perspire to achieve?
9:08pm Nicole
no like to perspire ......not sweat
did i just make up a word??
no its a real word
i googled it
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