Wednesday, June 17, 2009

"I would never lie. I willfully participated in a campaign of misinformation."

Sunday, June 14, 2009

It's breezy, the birds are chirping, and I need financing.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

"This all must seem very strange to you. You from the Hills of Armenia and me from Jackson Heights. I think it could work."

Friday, June 12, 2009

Sigh. Rain, rain, rain.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Shorts in the thunderstorm. I love thunderstorms.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Had a dream the other night that I had advanced stages of Glaucoma.
Interesting weekend. Lots of thoughts and a few actions. Wonderful night on Saturday night with some lovely people and then walking home alone at night, beautiful. Warm air in the calm of darkness can put me in a euphoric state.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

STINGRAY SAM SCREENING

I was gaffer on this film written and directed by Cory McAbee, it's pretty great:

STINGRAY SAM SCREENING
www.rooftopfilms.com
Brooklyn Technical High School
29 Fort Greene Place (Fort Greene, Brooklyn)
8:00PM: Doors Open
8:30PM: Live Music
9:00PM: Screening Begins

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Avocado with salt and lemon juice. Hey now.
Good things are happening, but sometimes my brain just goes 'bleh'.
Bleh

Saturday, May 30, 2009

"What have you done with me monkey-puzzle tree?!"
"Confounded woman my language is most controlled!"
"If I must say so Mrs. Muir, fiddlesticks!"

Siklis, Nepal

I'm editing a promo video for a friend of mine. It's for a documentary concept he's pitching. He lived in Nepal for 7 months and videoed most of his experience there, he speaks Nepali and the local dialect of Siklis. I'm finding it a wonderful experience to pick and choose from the 15 or so hours of footage he has, the culture in Siklis is very religious and based in ritual, something that's so mushed about in the West that it is hard to talk about a culture of America, though we certainly have a general and convoluted one. The basic ceremony that is the focus of the video is the funeral ritual in Siklis, which takes place over 4 days. They celebrate the life of the dead, pay homage to them and show the way to where the spirits reside. They mourn and celebrate. They provide offerings for the spirits and animal companions to join them on their journey. They bless the spirit with dances and music, bright colors and a feast.

All in all, I think it would be more comforting to know that this way is how one's life and death would be celebrated, as opposed to the bleak funeral procession of America, with the black cloaks and silent mourning.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Golly, I feel sick today.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Mandala 2

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Just back from Massachusetts and Vermont. Fine times.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Mandala

I just discovered a way to follow my own blog within the blogger dashboard. I wonder if the Universe will collapse...

Dream

Last night I had some intense dreams. In one, I grew a new tooth overnight, it was in the middle of my front teeth, so it pushed them apart. But it was slightly behind, growing from the roof of my mouth. It hurt and there was blood everywhere. It felt loose, but I was nervous to mess with it too much. There was blood all over my shirt. I had slept at someone else's house, so I apologized to him in case blood was all over the pillow, though I wasn't sure if there was any. The tooth felt wiggly and, over time, I messed with it until it came out. I held it in between my thumb and forefinger, all bloody. I don't remember what I did with it. I asked the person who's house I was in, if he thought the gap between my teeth would close back up, he reassured me that he thought it would. He looked like David Bowie. His house was huge and there had been a huge house party there the night before, that I had attended. I remember an orgy of sorts and people who looked like they were inside of photographs. I was cleaning up a large room where a lot of people had been. Somehow, the people had obtained fish, one for each person, while at the party. They left the fish laying around. All the fish were dying, because they were out of water. I was going around the room, filling various containers with water and putting one or two fish in each container. Every time I found a container, it was slightly too small and I worried that the fish would die anyway. I barely put any water in the containers and I was rushing to save all the fish. The fish were beautiful, there were puffer fish--that were blue, purple. There were beta fish, gold fish and tiny squids and octopuses. There was even an underwater spider, but I put it in with a small squid and some other fish and the squid and a puffer fish ripped the spiders head off. Though left out for most of the night, as I retrieved all the fish, none of them were dead, even though some of them seemed to be at first. I explained the circumstance to friends and the David-Bowie-Man as they entered the room while I was rushing about saving fishes.
Going for a run today...Haven't done that in a while, and haven't done it once since moving to NY.

Friday, May 15, 2009

It's going to be niiiiice today!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

It's going to be 80 and stormy today.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Went to two libraries in Bed-Stuy today, got my library card. I went to the one on De Kalb and Nostrand and the one on Franklin and Fulton. It was a bit of a sad experience. At first I was excited, because I hadnt been thinking about libraries and a friend brought it up and I went out to get the card. But both libraries had very few books with no psychology section or philosophy, teeny tiny arts section, etc. Primarily they had children's books and fiction. That's tough. The larger building of the two libraries had fewer books and some of the shelves were near empty. Sad.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

A certain kind of loneliness can do interesting things to me. Perhaps I'm not overtly lonely enough. I mean, at certain times...

Saturday, May 2, 2009

"I ain't never seen no whiskey, the blues got me sloppy drunk."

Friday, May 1, 2009

"Growth has not only rewards and pleasures but also many intrinsic pains and always will have. Each step forward is also a step into the unfamiliar and is possibly dangerous. It also means giving up something familiar and good and satisfying. It frequently means a parting and a separation, even a kind of death prior to rebirth, with consequent nostalgia, fear, loneliness and mourning. It also often means giving up a simpler and easier and less effortful life, in exchange for a more demanding, more responsible, more difficult life. Growth forward is in spite of these losses and therefore requires courage, will, choice, and strength in the individual, as well as protection, permission and encouragement from the environment" - A.H. MASLOW

Thursday, April 30, 2009

The Future is Now





100 Futuristic Designs

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Meetings about my movie today.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Doing alchemy today.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

I opened a fortune cookie that says, "Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by yours dreams."

Friday, April 24, 2009

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I like me some Greek yogurt.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Today is errand day. This weekend is supposed to be aaaammmaazzzzziiinnnngggggg.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

"I am a poet, who composes what the world proposes."

JG Ballard Died

J. G. Ballard

When J. G. Ballard, who passed away Sunday, at the age of seventy-eight, was trying to place “Crash,” his dystopian masterpiece of “auto” eroticism, with a publisher, he received a note with a rejected manuscript: “This author is beyond psychiatric help. Do not publish.”

He regarded it as a sign of “complete artistic success.”

“Crash,” as Tom Shone wrote in this magazine in 1997, “rammed into public consciousness in 1973, before backing off into cult status.” Ballard had already made a name for himself as a writer of science fiction that was short on technology—no robots, no spaceships—and so eerily prescient in its portrayal of global warming (floods, famines) that it can hardly be called fiction.

His early work, as he told Shone, was “trying to make sense of what he’d seen as a boy.” Anyone who has read or seen the movie version of “Empire of the Sun,” a fictionalized memoir of Ballard’s time in a Japanese prison camp during the Second World War, knows the story: born James Graham Ballard, in 1930, in Shanghai, to British expatriates, he enjoyed a relatively serene existence until the age of eleven when, following the bombing of Pearl Harbor, the Japanese entered the city and interned all “enemy civilians.” He stayed in the camp for three and a half years.

“Empire” hit shelves in 1984, and offered an uncompromising glimpse of the destructiveness of war. We understand, at the novel’s end, that our hero, Jim, will never fully recover from what he has witnessed.

In any genre, Ballard aimed at challenging assumptions. In a review of his final book, “Miracles of Life: Shanghai to Shepperton, An Autobiography,” Diane Johnson wrote that Ballard

seems to be a mostly unreconstructed Sixties person, suffused with his sense of himself as an artifact of that purer and more honorable time, a member of a countercultural generation that moved through society, in someone’s phrase, “like a rat through a python,” a bulge discernible in the smooth musculature of the rest; but this position can now seem a valuable, even cherishable corrective.

Ballard himself simply wanted to tell the truth through writing:

The bourgeois novel is the greatest enemy of truth and honesty that was ever invented. It’s a vast, sentimentalizing structure that reassures the reader, and at every point, offers the comfort of secure moral frameworks and recognizable characters. This whole notion was advanced by Mary McCarthy and many others years ago, that the main function of the novel was to carry out a kind of moral criticism of life. But the writer has no business making moral judgments or trying to set himself up as a one-man or one-woman magistrate’s court. I think it’s far better, as Burroughs did and I’ve tried to do in my small way, to tell the truth.

Source: http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/books/2009/04/j-g-ballard.html

Monday, April 20, 2009

"The piano has been drinking, not me."

Saturday, April 18, 2009

"Physical superiority makes you unkind."

i took it in Vermont

Goddamn, it's nice out.

Friday, April 17, 2009

"Hammonds says the sandwiches were meant to be delivered soon to customers and that 'little did they know that the cheese was in his nose.'"

read about it HERE
"Is that the red or the white?"

Thursday, April 16, 2009

C'mon, bring in the sunlight...

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Rollin' with the Pixels

http://www.random-international.com/pixelroller-overview/

Power Danger

Original Power Ranger Sentenced to Death for Murder

April 15th, 2009


One of the original Power Rangers was sentenced to death: Actor SKYLAR DELEON was sentenced to death for murdering an Arizona couple. The child star and Power Rangers regular has been convicted of chaining the couple to the anchor of the luxury yacht they were trying to sell him and throwing them overboard.


I pulled this off of a friend's blog. That's crazy.

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More information here: http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/notorious_murders/celebrity/hawkes_deleon/1_index.html


A Memorial Website to the murder victims: http://www.tomandjackiehawks.com/

"I fell in love with a dead boy, oh such a beautiful boy, I ask him, are you a boy or are you a girl?"
Beautiful: http://www.alexmaclean.com/
"She was just looking for a millionaire, I was just looking at her derriere."
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And yae, his sperm was spread about amoung us...



Post-Mortem Sperm Collection: This 21-year-old man died April 5 from injuries he sustained during an argument outside a Texas bar nine days earlier. But Nikolas Colton Evans could have his dream of becoming a father fulfilled in death. His mother received permission from a judge April 7 to have his sperm collected for a possible surrogate pregnancy.

Source: http://news.aol.com

Hmmm



Surgeons find fir tree 'growing inside patient's lung'

Russian surgeons have claimed to have found a two-inch fir tree growing inside a man's lung.

The amazing 'discovery' was apparently made when they opened up Artyom Sidorkin, 28, to remove what they thought was a serious tumour.

Mr Sidorkin had complained of extreme pain in his chest and had been coughing up blood. Doctors were convinced he had cancer.

"We were 100 per cent sure," said Vladimir Kamashev, a surgeon in Izhevsk in the Urals. "We did X-rays and found what looked exactly like a tumour.

"I had seen hundreds before, so we decided on surgery."

Before removing part of the man's lung, the surgeon investigated the tissue.

"I thought I was hallucinating," said Mr Kamashev. "I asked my assistant to have a look: 'Come and see this – we've got a fir tree here'. He nodded in shock. I blinked three times as I was sure I was seeing things."

Medical staff said that Mr Sidorkin must have inhaled a seed, which later sprouted into a small fir tree inside his lung.

The spruce, which was said to be touching the man's capillaries and causing severe pain, was removed.

"It was very painful. But to be honest I did not feel any foreign object inside me," said Mr Sidorkin. "I'm so relieved it's not cancer."

There was no independent verification of the surgeon's claims.


Source: http://www.mosnews.com/weird/2009/04/13/firtree/

and

Source: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/russia/5152953/Surgeons-find-fir-tree-growing-inside-patients-lung.html


Monday, April 13, 2009

Uh oh

Hey now




Lost like little lap-dogs, lush lashes lapping lake-like lonesome longings
The mail can't find my chemistry set.

I never use the emotion icons, but this deserves several:

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Sunday, April 12, 2009

storyboarding, storyboarding, storyboarding. I'm tired...Yipee!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Synecdoche, NY

I watched 'Synecdoche, NY' the other night and I liked it very much. It has stuck in my dreams and made them strange. I thought it was a powerful film. It feels like the movie is really doing what entertainment is supposed to do. That is, being cathartic. I was very impressed with it because I felt like it was cathartic for the writer to write it(Charlie Kaufman), it was cathartic for the director to direct it(also Charlie Kaufman), it was cathartic for the actors to act in it and it was cathartic for the viewer to watch it. That's quite a feat and very much makes me feel that Charlie Kaufman really put a lot of himself in the film, all the actors did also. Philip Seymour Hoffman shined in it. It is a great movie.

Holy Smoke

I watched Jane Campion's film 'Holy Smoke' and I really liked it. I'm very disappointed with the US DVD box design, however. They added an exclamation point to the title (Holy Smoke!) which really doesn't fit the theme of the film, and the description of the movie makes it sound like a romantic comedy, when in actuality it has far more depth and darkness than that.

At any rate, I really liked the movie.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

This is an actual testimonial from a mineral supplements website.

...I love it.

"Fri, 24 Oct 2008 11:45:20 -0500

I've been applying the 3 products I bought from you I either put them into a smoothie or add them in when I make my special "ice cream" in the food processor. I have no clinical proof, but I think I had cracked an upper back right tooth some months ago. It really hurt to floss that area. Using these products seems to have made the pain go away. It is possible that it might have made the tooth knit up.

Suzanne"

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

"If you knew Peggy Sue then you'd know why I feel blue without my Peggy, Peggy Sue"

Alchemy!

I just bought some beakers and a basic chemistry lab set! On my way to the alchemist production

Another



I can't get over how much I like this

Amazing

Oh man, I truly love it



Brief encounters of the animal kind: Isabella Rossellini's Green Porno

Isabella Rossellini has found her calling, as the director and presenter of Green Porno, a series of beautifully hand-crafted short films about the sex lives of animals


Read more HERE

"Seems like folks turn into things that they'd never want, the only thing to live for is today."

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

"If this was paradise, I wish I had a lawnmower"

And then this happened...

Monday, March 30, 2009

super infusion

Just recently back from Rochester/Buffalo, NY where I filmed Chae Hawk.

There was much discussion about the impact of the internet within the future of filmmaking. Some of it reverberates, but I still don't know how I feel about it...
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Teenager paints 60ft phallus on roof of family home

A teenager got away with painting a 60ft phallus on the roof of his parents' home for a year before his parents found out.

Teenager paints 60ft phallus on roof of family home
Andy and Clare McInnes did not discover their son's rude artwork until a helicopter spotted it on top of their home near Hungerford, Berks. Photo: KNS NEWS

Rory McInnes, 18, climbed on to the flat roof of his parents' home and daubed the symbol using a tin of white paint, after watching a programme about Google Earth.

Web surfers can view detailed images from satellites using the Google software, enabling them to zoom in on their homes to see them from above.

But parents Andy and Clare did not discover their son's rude artwork until a helicopter spotted it on top of their home near Hungerford, Berks.

The pilot called The Sun newspaper, which then contacted Mr McInnes to tell him.

Mr McInnes, 54, a company director, thought the newspaper was having a joke.

He said: "It's an April Fool's joke, right? There's no way there's a 60ft phallus on top of my house."

However, when he asked each of his four children if there was indeed the image of a phallus on their newly-completed roof, Rory owned up.

When Mr McInnes phoned his son, who is currently in Brazil on a gap year, the teenager said: "Oh, you've found it then!"

The boy's father appeared to take the prank in good humour.

But he said: "When Rory gets home he will be given a scrubbing brush and white spirit and he can go and scrub it off."



Source: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/5041848/Teenager-paints-60ft-phallus-on-roof-of-family-home.html

Monday, March 23, 2009

blllllhhhhheeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

This continues to blow my mind

Accused Greyhound Bus Beheader Charged With Second-Degree Murder

TORONTO — A man who witnesses said stabbed and beheaded his seat mate on a Greyhound bus in Canada made his first court appearance Friday, while police offered no motive for the savage attack against a 22-year-old carnival worker.

Vince Weiguang Li, 40, of Edmonton, Alberta, has been charged with second-degree murder. He shuffled into the courtroom Friday in Portage la Prairie, Manitoba with his head bowed and feet shackled.


He did not reply when the judge asked him whether he was going to get a lawyer, and only nodded slightly when asked whether he was exercising his right not to speak. He was not required to enter a plea.

The prosecutor asked for a psychiatric assessment, but the judge said he wanted to give Li a chance to meet with his lawyer. Li's next court appearance is scheduled for Tuesday.

The Royal Canadian Mounted Police said Li has no known criminal record.

Authorities have not released the victim's name but friends identified him as Tim McLean and said he was headed to Winnipeg after working with the carnival in Edmonton.

William Caron, 23, said McLean was quiet, though he liked to socialize with friends. He was small — about 5-foot-4 and 130 pounds — and tended to stay away from a fight, Caron said.

"All the time I've known Tim, he's never been the type of guy to get into a fight with. He always kept to himself when there's strangers around," Caron said.

Friends started a Facebook group called "R.I.P. Tim" after news of the attack.

"He was a great person, he was kind, thoughtful, and he did not deserve this. I feel for his parents and sisters and his lil bro," Jossiee Kehleer wrote on the site.

Passengers said the victim was stabbed dozens of times Wednesday night aboard the bus as it traveled a desolate stretch of the TransCanada Highway about 12 miles from Portage La Prairie.

Witnesses described a grisly killing that occurred as some passenger were napping and others watching "The Legend of Zorro" on television screens inside the bus. Greyhound spokeswoman Abby Wambaugh said there were 37 passengers on the bus at the time.

Shortly after passengers reboarded following a break, the suspect — for no apparent reason — stabbed the man sitting next to him several dozen times as others fled in horror, witnesses said. He then severed the man's head, displayed it and began hacking at the body.

Garnet Caton, who was sitting just one seat in front of them, said the suspect had been on the bus about an hour. He initially did not sit near the victim but changed seats after a rest stop. Caton said he did not hear the two speak to each other before the attack.

"We heard this bloodcurdling scream and turned around, and the guy was standing up, stabbing this guy repeatedly," Caton said.

Caton watched in horror as blood sprayed across the back of the bus, he told The Globe & Mail daily.

"He had a Rambo, hunting knife covered in blood and he just kept going at the guy," Caton said. "He was very calmly killing the guy and the other guy was screaming bloody murder," he added.

"There was no rage or anything. He was just like a robot stabbing the guy," Caton said.

Caton said the driver stopped the bus when he became aware of the attack and passengers raced off. A short while later, Caton said he re-boarded along with the bus driver and a trucker who had stopped to see what was happening.

He said the suspect had the victim on the floor of the bus and "was cutting his head off" with a large hunting knife.

The attacker turned toward them and the three men quickly left the bus, blocking the door as the attacker slashed at them through an opening. Caton said the driver disabled the vehicle after the attacker tried to drive it away.

As the three guarded the door with a crow bar and a hammer, the attacker went back to the body and calmly came to the front of tLinkhe bus to show off the head, Caton said.

Public Safety Minister Stockwell Day called the attack bizarre and extremely rare.

"The horrific nature of it is probably one-of-a-kind in Canadian history," Day said.

Source: http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,396043,00.html

Monday, March 16, 2009

Friend visiting for 3 days. Yay!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

I finished the book I'm illustrating. It's written by Crugie and it's called, 'THE 9 FINGERED MONKEY THAT PLAYED A 6 VALVED BASSOONJOOGELHUFFER {baa-soon-ju-gul-huh-fer}'

I'm excited to have it finished and it's on the final stretch before we attempt to publish it.

Amazing Dog

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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Holy hell!

One-eyed filmmaker conceals camera in prosthetic


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Eyeborg: Eye Socket Camera Coming to Humans

BRUSSELS (AP) -- A one-eyed documentary filmmaker is preparing to work with a video camera concealed inside a prosthetic eye, hoping to secretly record people for a project commenting on the global spread of surveillance cameras.

Canadian Rob Spence's eye was damaged in a childhood shooting accident and it was removed three years ago. Now, he is in the final stages of developing a camera to turn the handicap into an advantage.

A fan of the 1970s televsion series "The Six Million Dollar Man," Spence said he had an epiphany when looking at his cell phone camera and realizing something that small could fit into his empty eye socket.

With the camera tucked inside a prosthetic eye, he hopes to be able to record the same things he sees with his working eye, his muscles moving the camera eye just like his real one.

Spence said he plans to become a "human surveillance machine" to explore privacy issues and whether people are "sleepwalking into an Orwellian society."

He said his subjects won't know he's filming until afterward but he will have to receive permission from them before including them in his film.

His special equipment will consist of a camera, originally designed for colonoscopies, a battery and a wireless transmitter. It's a challenge to get everything to fit inside the prosthetic eye, but Spence has had help from top engineers, including Steve Mann, who co-founded the wearable computers research group at Massachusetts Institute of Technology in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

The camera was provided by Santa Clara, California-based OmniVision Inc., a company that specializes in the miniature cameras found in cell phones, laptops and endoscopes.

Zafer Zamboglu, staff technical product manager at OmniVision, said he thinks that success with the eye camera will accelerate research into using the technology to restore vision to blind people.

"We believe there's a good future in the prosthetic eye," he said.

The team expects to get the camera to work in the next month. Spence, who jokingly calls himself "Eyeborg," told reporters at a media conference in Brussels that the camera hidden in a prosthetic eye - the same pale hazel color as his real one - would also let him capture more natural conversations than he would with a bulky regular camera.

"As a documentary maker, you're trying to make a connection with a person," he says, "and the best way to make a connection is through eye contact."

But Spence also acknowledged privacy concerns.

"The closer I get to putting this camera eye in, the more freaked out people are about me," he said, adding people aren't sure they want to hang around someone who might be filming them at any time."

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Source: http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/E/EU_EYE_CAMERA?SITE=ILEDW&SECTION=HOME&TEMPLATE=DEFAULT

Sunday, March 8, 2009

THIS LIFE - Episode 4



Check out youtube for my other junk: youtube.com/cdaveytriesit

THE ALCHEMIST MAKES GOLD

Finished the first complete rough draft of my script, THE ALCHEMIST MAKES GOLD. A short, probably around 5 mins or so, about...an alchemist making gold...

I'm excited about it, working on preproduction and getting together cast and crew for a little mini-creation. Hope it all goes well!

It's not going to look like this picture...
Which I just pulled from a google search

Saturday, March 7, 2009

New Painting

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

STINGRAY SAM screening in NY



03/05/09. STINGRAY SAM (film). 92YTRIBECA SCREENING ROOM. 8:PM. 200 Hudson Street, New York, NY. USA

www.stingraysam.com

On Display at MoMa


Rem Koolhaas et al


This exhibit is amazing.

David Lynch Interview



This is a nice Lynch interview: http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2009/feb/28/david-lynch-twin-peaks-mulholland-drive


I feel bad for him, but the way he falls is impressively comical.

Monday, March 2, 2009

I like the colors in the movie 'Zodiac'
So much snow!!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

"...the ongoing creation of this object leaves it's builders exhausted with satisfaction."
"...estatic in the freedom of their architectural confine."

Saturday, February 28, 2009

"I don't forget faces! Or women's figures!"

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia - Fear of long words

Friday, February 20, 2009

Vermont Filming

I leave for Vermont tomorrow morning, I'm going to be there for four days. I'm shooting a short film there, or at least the principal cinematography. I've never been to Vermont before, it'll all be new to me. Let's see how it goes...

The Tiny Art Director

this is great: http://tinyartdirector.blogspot.com/
nervous nelly

Monday, February 16, 2009

Time to start my day off with a fudge brownie...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Hoot! Hoot!


a new drawing