LookingLand

today's lesson is "style and no substance" and our "what not to do" example comes to us from the wondermaker who also brought us that astonishing lump of corpolite, Sin City. i'm just not sure how many slow-motion beheadings one ought to endure in a movie and war was simply never made so dull. what thin plot is here is negligible, the acting painfully stiff, and the direction is just a lot of posturing for the cgi backgrounds.

who cares if you make a beautiful movie if you say absolutely nothing with it?

the same must be true for writing.

point. well. taken.



this...is...BORING!
in other news, i'll finish Westways tonight and plan to settle in to work on the book.

it's a gorgeously rainy day, made all the more sweet by finding parker's history of the 51st Pennsylvania in the internet archive. that saves me photocopying and a trip to the library tomorrow.

i don't have much else to say. i thought i would write a birthday post as i have in past years, but i guess this will have to do.

: D

meant to write some amazing transfigurative birthday post yesterday, but just wasn't in the mood. the hermit is calling me out to the desert, i think.

i am just on the cusp of following him.

Gaping Void says:

I was just doing it to amuse myself in the evenings, to give me something to do....

...If I wanted to draw on the back of a business card instead of a "proper" medium, I could. If I wanted to use a four letter word, I could. If I wanted to ditch the standard figurative format and draw psychotic abstractions instead, I could. There was no flashy media or publishing executive to keep happy. And even better, there was no artist-lifestyle archetype to conform to.

...

Question how much freedom your path affords you. Be utterly ruthless about it.

be ruthless about doing what amuses you ~ i like that ~ ha!

: )