oh the monday after a long crazy weekend. Its pretty amazing when Monday becomes recovery day!
So this weekend entailed two conferences, two bars, Star Wars tickets, and the Clone Wars. not bad for a simple Fri, Sat, Sun.
Friday...
Day one of both conferences. I started at the Media In Transition (MIT4) registering with K, then lunch and a meeting concerning my thesis project. the meeting went well but was a little overwhelming. I think I might be in for some work. maybe a whole lot of work. Terrifying. the good part is that everytime I sit and work on it I get excited. not a bad thing. much better then my previous topic which was simply a chore.
Then headed out to H for the other conference.
The first speaker started off fascinating but he had one of those monotone voices that induces sleep. I dozed several times. Could have been the numerous references to Kierkegaard and Pascal. snooooozzzzzzzz! Which is too bad because he made several interesting mentions of Bersonism in relation to Kierkegaard. One of those, "let me read your paper and stop reading it to me" moments.
oh crap. I have to run. today is thesis proposal presentation day. I am nowhere near being finished.
later,
Monday, May 09, 2005
Friday, May 06, 2005
whatever happened to Jody Watley?
ahhh coffee in the morning and Jody Watley cranking on the TV. Can a morning get any better? She really was a hottie. Doing male drag and shit! and this was what, 1990?
God! Vh1 followed Jody with Wet, Wet, Wet! what the fuck was this band thinking? English people create some fucked up bands. Does anyone remember Bros? with the twin albino-looking brothers? They rode the initial Kyle Minogue pop wave. maybe they didn't get to America. They certainly subjected Australia to their crap-pop.
Anyway. yesterday was spent making strides on my thesis proposal. that and doing laundry, going to the gym and ending at the B-side for treats. A reward for creating something out of nothing!
I have the feeling I am writing a book not a "masters thesis." It is growing and growing beyond my initial idea.
hilarious website of the day:
http://www.superdickery.com/dick/1.html
Sorry I haven't figured out how to do a hotlink on this thing so just copy and paste people.
Its not that hard.
more later. off to spend the day with Deleuze. half in french, half in english. should be interesting. I don't understand french.
Cartman quote of the day, "French people piss me off."
later.
God! Vh1 followed Jody with Wet, Wet, Wet! what the fuck was this band thinking? English people create some fucked up bands. Does anyone remember Bros? with the twin albino-looking brothers? They rode the initial Kyle Minogue pop wave. maybe they didn't get to America. They certainly subjected Australia to their crap-pop.
Anyway. yesterday was spent making strides on my thesis proposal. that and doing laundry, going to the gym and ending at the B-side for treats. A reward for creating something out of nothing!
I have the feeling I am writing a book not a "masters thesis." It is growing and growing beyond my initial idea.
hilarious website of the day:
http://www.superdickery.com/dick/1.html
Sorry I haven't figured out how to do a hotlink on this thing so just copy and paste people.
Its not that hard.
more later. off to spend the day with Deleuze. half in french, half in english. should be interesting. I don't understand french.
Cartman quote of the day, "French people piss me off."
later.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
repeats
okay, I wrote this late last night. I attempted to post it twice! now is seems that things are posting. hurrah!
I am tempted to re-write but I like the fact that I am "re-animating" a frame of mind from several hours past.
cheers!
back again. its been a while. not an easy couple of weeks. To call it an existential crisis would be an understatement.
Things seem to have worked themselves out for the time being at least.
Several issues had to be dealt with over the past several days.
1. Thesis proposal due (and I have changed subjects several times)
2. Finish up the detail crap from the conference 2 weeks ago
3. Lame job which sorely needed to be quit and so it was
4. General anger at humanity
5. sick (stupid allergies)
6. FUNDING for next semester!
#6 was the doosy. the stress and aggravation won't get much coverage here. I have vowed not to make this site one of vitriol and ranting. I promised.
A thesis subject has been decided upon. I gave my 10 minute pitch before the co-director of the program. Made me feel quite confident. Of course he could have been simply nodding just to get my crazy ass out of his office. I'll take this opportunity to be optomistic...for a change! Anything to survive the next two weeks.
Having dinner and drinks with W, who happens to be a major component in my thesis theory helped quite a bit as well.
On top of that a subject for the final Deleuze paper has been almost reached. I am toying with the idea of investigating his theory of the flashback in film with relation to Bergson's notions of the way in which memory works. Focusing primarily on Alain Resnais film "Providence."
Had a guest speaker in today's final class. Felice Frankel. She is a science photographer. Her work was beautiful. yet she kept reiterating the fact that she didn't see herself as an artist. I found it to be rather confusing. Perhaps she feels she has to take the stance of a "documentor" of a factual science practice and is not actively creating something? Check out her site below.
http://web.mit.edu/felicef/
Still struggling with the idea of memory and film. well not so much with film in particular but the notion of memory in general and how film chooses to represent it.
C came by this evening. thankfully bringing treats! up late. Felt guilty about not blogging. In the face of C, how could I not? He spends quite a bit of time on his. And lo...here I am again.
goodnight.
I am tempted to re-write but I like the fact that I am "re-animating" a frame of mind from several hours past.
cheers!
back again. its been a while. not an easy couple of weeks. To call it an existential crisis would be an understatement.
Things seem to have worked themselves out for the time being at least.
Several issues had to be dealt with over the past several days.
1. Thesis proposal due (and I have changed subjects several times)
2. Finish up the detail crap from the conference 2 weeks ago
3. Lame job which sorely needed to be quit and so it was
4. General anger at humanity
5. sick (stupid allergies)
6. FUNDING for next semester!
#6 was the doosy. the stress and aggravation won't get much coverage here. I have vowed not to make this site one of vitriol and ranting. I promised.
A thesis subject has been decided upon. I gave my 10 minute pitch before the co-director of the program. Made me feel quite confident. Of course he could have been simply nodding just to get my crazy ass out of his office. I'll take this opportunity to be optomistic...for a change! Anything to survive the next two weeks.
Having dinner and drinks with W, who happens to be a major component in my thesis theory helped quite a bit as well.
On top of that a subject for the final Deleuze paper has been almost reached. I am toying with the idea of investigating his theory of the flashback in film with relation to Bergson's notions of the way in which memory works. Focusing primarily on Alain Resnais film "Providence."
Had a guest speaker in today's final class. Felice Frankel. She is a science photographer. Her work was beautiful. yet she kept reiterating the fact that she didn't see herself as an artist. I found it to be rather confusing. Perhaps she feels she has to take the stance of a "documentor" of a factual science practice and is not actively creating something? Check out her site below.
http://web.mit.edu/felicef/
Still struggling with the idea of memory and film. well not so much with film in particular but the notion of memory in general and how film chooses to represent it.
C came by this evening. thankfully bringing treats! up late. Felt guilty about not blogging. In the face of C, how could I not? He spends quite a bit of time on his. And lo...here I am again.
goodnight.
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
One more thing
oh there was something I wanted to add. something clever.
crap.
perhaps that was it? memory...Bergson offers up the perpetual ever-present present. it flashes before us and is gone. the image/sense/feeling evaporates and enters our mind, settling into the trough of our brain. Deleuze refers to them as sheets. Sheets of memory that are present and dissipate. I like the imagery. I can feel each moment emanating from me in waves as time passes. The very in-capturability of time. I remember my first experiences with video. I would let the camera run, capturing everything. Time passed without notice. ah, but watching the tape play back! that was the key. Then you felt every second tick by. Time was very present. Nothing happened. it was simply Time with a capital "T"
By the way, if you ever have a chance to see a film titled "Je T'aime, Je T'aime" by Resnais go and see it. It has never been released on video and is rarely screened in this country. pretty amazing.
read about it on IMDB and go see it.
that is all.
crap.
perhaps that was it? memory...Bergson offers up the perpetual ever-present present. it flashes before us and is gone. the image/sense/feeling evaporates and enters our mind, settling into the trough of our brain. Deleuze refers to them as sheets. Sheets of memory that are present and dissipate. I like the imagery. I can feel each moment emanating from me in waves as time passes. The very in-capturability of time. I remember my first experiences with video. I would let the camera run, capturing everything. Time passed without notice. ah, but watching the tape play back! that was the key. Then you felt every second tick by. Time was very present. Nothing happened. it was simply Time with a capital "T"
By the way, if you ever have a chance to see a film titled "Je T'aime, Je T'aime" by Resnais go and see it. It has never been released on video and is rarely screened in this country. pretty amazing.
read about it on IMDB and go see it.
that is all.
That Deleuze is a kick in the pants
my day, what a day. early rising to meet K at the T. we walk and talk and run into C whom K had never met. Interesting. I watched two very different spheres of my life collide and it was okay. chatted a moment and moved on. Today was the day that the second years gave their thesis presentations to the department and anyone who wanted to kill a day in a classroom filled with free food. I only had the time to watch one and a half before I headed to a meeting. ugh!
meetings! If I had known that I would be spending many waking hours at meetings upon grad school I am not sure I would have accepted.
But it was all good. I am to design a video installation as part of a performance by one of my professors. He was actually rated as one of the "best of the new" creators in Boston by the Globe. see here:
http://www.boston.com/news/globe/magazine/articles/2005/03/13/best_of_the_new_ideas?pg=full
from there I headed to H. Sq. and the film class that is currently the source of all my brain strain.
I would complain but there I am sitting in the home of the James clan, right off of the Yard discussing philosophy and life seems good. I spend some time before class sitting in the Yard, reading, drinking coffee and thinking about how far I have traveled in the past ten years. If someone had told me that I would be at here back then, I would have identified that person as one of my crack addled roommates. I have the same feelings occasionally when I am wandering the halls of the school I actually attend. I look around at the innocent geeks and wonder how the hell I got here?
weird.
and so the first rule I established about my blog has gone out the window. I am sitting here at 1:30 in the morning, drinking beers to cure my insomnia and add drivel to this page.
I take some satisfaction in watching Two Towers on HBO.
when am I going to find the time to rewatch this film? why at 1 in the morning thats when!
good night Gracie.
meetings! If I had known that I would be spending many waking hours at meetings upon grad school I am not sure I would have accepted.
But it was all good. I am to design a video installation as part of a performance by one of my professors. He was actually rated as one of the "best of the new" creators in Boston by the Globe. see here:
http://www.boston.com/news/globe/magazine/articles/2005/03/13/best_of_the_new_ideas?pg=full
from there I headed to H. Sq. and the film class that is currently the source of all my brain strain.
I would complain but there I am sitting in the home of the James clan, right off of the Yard discussing philosophy and life seems good. I spend some time before class sitting in the Yard, reading, drinking coffee and thinking about how far I have traveled in the past ten years. If someone had told me that I would be at here back then, I would have identified that person as one of my crack addled roommates. I have the same feelings occasionally when I am wandering the halls of the school I actually attend. I look around at the innocent geeks and wonder how the hell I got here?
weird.
and so the first rule I established about my blog has gone out the window. I am sitting here at 1:30 in the morning, drinking beers to cure my insomnia and add drivel to this page.
I take some satisfaction in watching Two Towers on HBO.
when am I going to find the time to rewatch this film? why at 1 in the morning thats when!
good night Gracie.
Monday, April 18, 2005
In the beginning
and society said, "let there be blog" and lo there was blog. It begins.
I have resisted for many months. People around me have started harrassing me about my "lack". I started one on another site. lost interest and moved on. The question is, how to make it interesting without creating a site for pure, unadulterated misanthropic behaviour? The key would seem to be to only blog when I am sober! Well, we shall see how long I keep that rule up.
I have recently made more time in my life to dedicate to writing. As of yesterday I became newly unemployed thereby freeing up a significant amount of time. Yes, my time at the CCF has come to an end. I simply neglected to show up at the appointed time and moved on with my life. Am I sad? Will I miss the sheer joy of waiting on the simpler folk of Cambridge? The personal interaction that comes with bringing people food and drink? perhaps... but then I think of the irrepresible Paul Lynde and what he had to say about serving people, "it sucks! people are jerks!" and I feel better about my decision.
I can now focus on the finer things in life. Like my thesis proposal which is due in two weeks! I have no clue what I am going to spend the next year writing about. Seriously, what am I going to write about?
It will come to me. I need to spend some time in the library soaking in the vibes of knowledge contained.
A quick note to those out there: the libraries at my school are extremely lame. There are very few power outlets for those of us with laptops and almost no comfy chairs! When in need of some serious library comfort I head down Mass Ave to the other college with the really fancy library. Now they know how to buy furniture that makes reading fun!
It really is the simple things in life that make it worth living.
I have resisted for many months. People around me have started harrassing me about my "lack". I started one on another site. lost interest and moved on. The question is, how to make it interesting without creating a site for pure, unadulterated misanthropic behaviour? The key would seem to be to only blog when I am sober! Well, we shall see how long I keep that rule up.
I have recently made more time in my life to dedicate to writing. As of yesterday I became newly unemployed thereby freeing up a significant amount of time. Yes, my time at the CCF has come to an end. I simply neglected to show up at the appointed time and moved on with my life. Am I sad? Will I miss the sheer joy of waiting on the simpler folk of Cambridge? The personal interaction that comes with bringing people food and drink? perhaps... but then I think of the irrepresible Paul Lynde and what he had to say about serving people, "it sucks! people are jerks!" and I feel better about my decision.
I can now focus on the finer things in life. Like my thesis proposal which is due in two weeks! I have no clue what I am going to spend the next year writing about. Seriously, what am I going to write about?
It will come to me. I need to spend some time in the library soaking in the vibes of knowledge contained.
A quick note to those out there: the libraries at my school are extremely lame. There are very few power outlets for those of us with laptops and almost no comfy chairs! When in need of some serious library comfort I head down Mass Ave to the other college with the really fancy library. Now they know how to buy furniture that makes reading fun!
It really is the simple things in life that make it worth living.
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