Whirling dervishly
Would that I could stay awake forever in this floaty state, where everything is equally stimulating and important. Bill paying, my brother's creepy electronic instrumentals, editing, stoyboarding, eyebrow plucking, bathtub scrubbing, apartment hunting, ceiling staring, picture conceiving, website updating, gallery making, pizza making, packing, craigslist listing, fat cutting, date plotting, indulgence seeking, bullshitty and bullshitless wonderment.
I shot my dad tonight at his request. His hair and beard are all grown out, and he wanted a record of it before shaving and trimming. The peectures are nice, if I do say so myself.. 2.8 on the 50mm, texturey sidelight and with a silver kicking fill from the source side and a big soft fill wall of white on the shadow side. They're soft and descriptive and emotional, and I like them. And that's a kinda nice feeling.
Ian turned me on to the meaty weight of The Dutchess & The Duke, and satisfying rollicks of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Once again, I'm ruined with tunes, wearing a hole in everything that touches my speakers:
Man oh man
you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
there ain't nothin' that I need
Well hot'n'heavy
pumpkin' pie
chocolate, candy,
Jesus Christ
there ain't nothing please me more than you
* * * *
Oh I've been sleepin' for sixy days and
nobody better pinch me
bitch, I swear I'll go crazy
she got jumper cable lips
she got sunset on her breath now
I inhaled just a little bit
now I got no fear of death, now
* * * *
You put the blood in my veins
and the lips on my face
and the tongue that I speak with
And you spun the skin 'round my bones
put the spine in my back
and the voice that I sing with
And you gave me fingers and hands and hair
and you did it without even tryin'
And you gave me everything I need to live
and now I need to leave you behind
And you taught me how to love wrong
and I learned it so long ago
now I can't change
And you gave me two eyes to look with
and now that I'm lookin'
it's lookin' so strange
Well you put this pain in my heart
and you put this shame in my soul
and you wrapped your memory around me
so I wouldn't die in the rain and the cold
* * * *
I shot my dad tonight at his request. His hair and beard are all grown out, and he wanted a record of it before shaving and trimming. The peectures are nice, if I do say so myself.. 2.8 on the 50mm, texturey sidelight and with a silver kicking fill from the source side and a big soft fill wall of white on the shadow side. They're soft and descriptive and emotional, and I like them. And that's a kinda nice feeling.
Ian turned me on to the meaty weight of The Dutchess & The Duke, and satisfying rollicks of Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Once again, I'm ruined with tunes, wearing a hole in everything that touches my speakers:
Man oh man
you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
there ain't nothin' that I need
Well hot'n'heavy
pumpkin' pie
chocolate, candy,
Jesus Christ
there ain't nothing please me more than you
* * * *
Oh I've been sleepin' for sixy days and
nobody better pinch me
bitch, I swear I'll go crazy
she got jumper cable lips
she got sunset on her breath now
I inhaled just a little bit
now I got no fear of death, now
* * * *
You put the blood in my veins
and the lips on my face
and the tongue that I speak with
And you spun the skin 'round my bones
put the spine in my back
and the voice that I sing with
And you gave me fingers and hands and hair
and you did it without even tryin'
And you gave me everything I need to live
and now I need to leave you behind
And you taught me how to love wrong
and I learned it so long ago
now I can't change
And you gave me two eyes to look with
and now that I'm lookin'
it's lookin' so strange
Well you put this pain in my heart
and you put this shame in my soul
and you wrapped your memory around me
so I wouldn't die in the rain and the cold
* * * *