Casting Off or Catching Up

After capturing my heart as a pacific northwest youngster watching Twin Peaks with my family every week, I continue to always be fascinated by what David Lynch has to offer the world.

Recently, he has started his own foundation, foundation website, and published a book in his efforts to share the joys transcendental meditation has brought to his own life, with the rest of the world. http://www.davidlynchfoundation.org/

I recently purchased his book, Catching The Big Fish. The book is a relaxing read, you can sit and read it all in one long sitting or keep returning back to it, and read it in whatever order you want. It's a collection of his musings, reflections, and thoughts on creativity- his ebb and flow in his own creative consciousness and unconsciousness.

Learning

My computer just lost all sound, I had a moment of panic, I remained calm and began to trouble shoot. I checked my preferences. There was just no sound. Ok, breathe, don't panic yet. No volume display on my top screen menu. There is sound when I restart. Thats good. Other people have had this problem, well, at least I am not alone. I finally found a post when I entered "Sound not working Powerbook G4 2009" and found a post for a solution. I turned off my computer, took out the battery and reset, put back in, restarted and there was my sound again.

Phew.

Watchman- The Soundtrack

This movie was directed by Zach Snyder and was written by David Hayter and Alex Tsa.

From the ScreenRant Website, and then following the original posting on Hardcorenerdity.com David Hayter posted a letter to fans of the Watchman,

“If the film made you think. Or argue with your friends. If it inspired a debate about the nature of man, or vigilante justice, or the horror of Nixon abolishing term limits. If you laughed at Bowie hanging with Adrian at Studio 54, or the Silhouette kissing that nurse. Please go see the movie again next weekend. You have to understand, everyone is watching to see how the film will do in its second week. If you care about movies that have a brain, or balls, (and this film’s got both, literally), or true adaptations - And if you’re thinking of seeing it again anyway, please go back this weekend, Friday or Saturday night. Demonstrate the power of the fans, because it’ll help let the people who pay for these movies know what we’d like to see. Because if it drops off the radar after the first weekend, they will never allow a film like this to be made again.”

He continues on about the movie. So let me come out and say it, I didn't like the movie, I felt let down. Although after saying that, I would probably watch it again. I do think movies like this should be continued to be made, and I know that with all the hype and long history behind getting this movie made it is bound to let people down. The part for me that was such a strong red flag was the music. What I didn't like about it were the music choices and the long montage segments to very popular songs. These songs, I argue have to much other meaning associated with them to be strong in this movie. The whole opening was to Unforgettable by Nat King Cole- and I felt like it took over the opening segment in a way that I didn't like. At first the song was within the diegesis of the film, on the television channel the character-The Comedian- is watching, but then it swept out of the story and took over. This happened in many instances, I felt uncomfortable with the choices they made everytime the music segments happened. I really just don't understand how those music choices were made or why?

how much can one procrastinate?

Oh so very much.

I would like to take a moment to thank all the vehicles of procrastination in my life:

thanks ichat, youtube, facebook, twitter, blogger, vimeo, myspace, etc etc etc.... and don't even get me started on the fact that I live in NYC and there are amazing things to do constantly. AND the fact that I like television. AND movies. AND reading. ah reading.

Photos: to Print or not to Print

We are in the middle of a changing time, where are photographic values are changing. As we learn new ways to take and save photos digitally, less and less people are storing photos in touchable photo albums, shoeboxes, or bottom drawers of photos. I struggle with my own reason to take photos- to share some online, and to share some with others for viewing.

Talking with my father, who was born in 1930, he asked me where do all these photos go that I take? They are sometimes posted online, shared over email, and stored on a hard drive. But where are the tangible- hold in your hand, aging copies of the photographs? Torn edges, water spots, and so forth? I have recently decided to begin to figure out a way to send the photos to my dad and mom in print form, possibly book style rather than just print.