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June 2013

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You see some words [in a script], and it says, ‘It’s very wet,’ or ‘It was a dry, dull day.’ How the fuck do you film a ‘dry, dull day’? So you have to get away from words. You have to find a way to give ‘a dry, dull day’ an image. That’s what cinematography’s about. It’s this balance between respect for words and giving words a resonance if they didn’t have a visual.

Context. That’s what cinematography’s about: making the images more than the words, and yet also being respectful to the words whether they’re spoken or written enough so that the context is clear.

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—Chris Doyle

http://filmmakermagazine.com/72319-have-you-been-in-jail-recently-chris-doyle-on-how-to-be-a-cinematic-artist/

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Eight Polaroid photographs by Walker Evans

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Jun 17, 201312 notes
“Stare. It is the way to educate your eye, and more. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.” —Walker Evans (via keepyourselfaware)
Jun 17, 201310 notes
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Jun 17, 20136 notes
“Rosalina. Woman.
You constantly revile me with your singular lack of vision. Be aware, there is an essential truth and beauty in all things. From the death throes of a speared gazelle to the damaged smile of a freeway homeless. But that does not mean that the invisibility of something implies its lack of being. Though simpleton babies foolishly believe the person before them vanishes when they cover their eyes during a hateful game of peek-a-boo, this is a fallacy. And so it is that the unseen dusty build up that accumulates behind the DVD shelves in the rumpus room exists also. This is unacceptable.
I will tell you this Rosalina, not as a taunt or a threat but as an evocation of joy. The joy of nothingness, the joy of the real. I want you to be real in everything you do. If you cannot be real, then a semblance of reality must be maintained. A real semblance of the fake real, or “real”. I have conquered volcanoes and visited the bitter depths of the earth’s oceans. Nothing I have witnessed, from lava to crustacean, assailed me liked the caked debris haunting that small plastic soap hammock in the smaller of the bathrooms. Nausea is not a sufficient word. In this regard, you are not being real.
Now we must turn to the horrors of nature. I am afraid this is inevitable. Nature is not something to be coddled and accepted and held to your bosom like a wounded snake. Tell me, what was there before you were born? What do you remember? That is nature. Nature is a void. An emptiness. A vacuum. And speaking of vacuum, I am not sure you’re using the retractable nozzle correctly or applying the ‘full weft’ setting when attending to the lush carpets of the den. I found some dander there.
I have only listened to two songs in my entire life. One was an aria by Wagner that I played compulsively from the ages of 19 to 27 at least 60 times a day until the local townsfolk drove me from my dwelling using rudimentary pitchforks and blazing torches. The other was Dido. Both appalled me to the point of paralysis. Every quaver was like a brickbat against my soul. Music is futile and malicious. So please, if you require entertainment while organizing the recycling, refrain from the ‘pop radio’ I was affronted by recently. May I recommend the recitation of some sharp verse. Perhaps by Goethe. Or Schiller. Or Shel Silverstein at a push.
The situation regarding spoons remains unchanged. If I see one, I will kill it.
That is all. Do not fail to think that you are not the finest woman I have ever met. You are. And I am including on this list my mother and the wife of Brad Dourif (the second wife, not the one with the lip thing). Thank you for listening and sorry if parts of this note were smudged. I have been weeping.
Your money is under the guillotine.”
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Werner Herzog

http://dossierjournal.com/blog/etcetera/mr-clean/

Jun 13, 2013
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May 2013

10 posts

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“Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired.”
- George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian”
—http://www.marathonrookie.com/
May 14, 20131 note
“It’s like tight rope walking, when I take photos; if you sway too much to one side you loose your balance and get stuck in a time period. I sketch in my mind, in silence, when taking photographs to capture the infinite point of timelessness; neither today, nor the past. It’s a fine line to realize in oneself; how to use your eyes as your ears.” —http://www.thesartorialist.com/photos/on-photography-koto-bolofo/
May 13, 2013
#photography #koto bolofo

April 2013

24 posts

Apr 23, 20137,233 notes
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