Years ago, I walked in to a gallery in New York and saw the most incredible thing:
It was hard to describe. I mean, I was always drawn to Film and television as a child and the art of moving images made me feel a little tingle inside but never knew this feeling. This was art, cinema, and experience at the same time. This was the work of Bill Viola. I have two google alerts, one for Iran and the other is for Mr. Viola, so he's kind of a big deal in my universe.
Knowing his work, Baptism had a different meaning all of a sudden. Water was a symbol. Simple was in. His sense of spirituality and quest for that moment of truth is admirable.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
My top 6 love songs... (no order)
Love. If one can talk about it, then one has never experienced it. So let it speak trough music.
Creepy love:
Nothings says intense more than this:
Bjork=Love=this: (Michelle J. would agree)
This makes me cry every time, Ryan and my first concert together in Motwon:
This is for my parents, they hold each other's hands every time they hear this. Here is to 35 years of you together:
and...
Camera Obscura, Your Picture
Creepy love:
Nothings says intense more than this:
Bjork=Love=this: (Michelle J. would agree)
This makes me cry every time, Ryan and my first concert together in Motwon:
This is for my parents, they hold each other's hands every time they hear this. Here is to 35 years of you together:
and...
Camera Obscura, Your Picture
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I made it.
I'm here.
Language is the source of misunderstandings, and that's what my favorite little guy, Le Petit Prince states. first, I read this book when I was very very small. I was mesmerized by the words but more by the intricate drawings. Those images seemed alive to me, the planet, the flower, the snake; they were breathing and speaking to me. My childhood was shaped by images, moving, still, and even the ones in my head. Years later I've chosen image making as my profession but I still like to revisit those childhood moments, those ghosts, those shapes and colors. What I miss the most about them is their innocence and purity. I don't get that in the grown-up world.
Stay with me. It might be worth it. Not sure what this is going to be about, maybe about images, maybe about ghosts, or even ghostly images.
I leave this one with a piece of history, very important history.
The Lumiere Brothers' - First films (1895)
Language is the source of misunderstandings, and that's what my favorite little guy, Le Petit Prince states. first, I read this book when I was very very small. I was mesmerized by the words but more by the intricate drawings. Those images seemed alive to me, the planet, the flower, the snake; they were breathing and speaking to me. My childhood was shaped by images, moving, still, and even the ones in my head. Years later I've chosen image making as my profession but I still like to revisit those childhood moments, those ghosts, those shapes and colors. What I miss the most about them is their innocence and purity. I don't get that in the grown-up world.
Stay with me. It might be worth it. Not sure what this is going to be about, maybe about images, maybe about ghosts, or even ghostly images.
I leave this one with a piece of history, very important history.
The Lumiere Brothers' - First films (1895)
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