p.s.: alina, felix si toti cei preocupati de disparitia mea din peisaj, mi-am tinut promisiunea si am “bagat si io ceva pe blogul ala”! pentru inceput un film, acarui morala este desprinsa din filosofia sun tzu de extractie basesciana, si una mica, inocenta de sezon. da, sunt superficiala! asta asa ca regula generala. cat despre bau-bau, spaime, temeri, frica ori fobie ce sa va spun? sunt parte din viata noastra, insa nu stau sub pat, dimpotriva; sunt invocate si afisate cu nesimtire pe toate gardurile si in toate gangurile, ca bulendrele cortorarilor! ma duc sa bag spaima-n bostani, dovleci si alte curcubitacee! boo
hiraki sawa was born in ishikawa, japan, in 1977. currently, he lives and works in london. the artist creates poetic, ephemeral dreamscapes that focus on making visible the realm of imagination. using toys, books and other household objects as props and backdrops, hiraki produces environments that, when projected onto large screens, take on a dreamlike quality. hiraki uses video and animation as mediums for language; he combines everyday images with dramatic ones to create a hyper, but still tangible dissociation.
in dwelling, sawa creates a dreamlike universe inside a nondescript apartment. dwelling follows the dramatic slow and solemn flight patterns of roaring miniaturized boeings, airbuses, concordes, jet planes, and commuter aircrafts as if documenting chaotic airport traffic. we become involved in the video unconsciously, and experience a world where you are not you, objects are not objects…
the black&white video begins with a single shot of the top-floor windows in a nondescript london apartment building, which could be just about anywhere in the world. the video takes place entirely in sawa’s london apartment. he took still shots of different areas of his apartment and superimposed upon them animated images of various toy airplanes taking off; cruising about the rooms; and landing on a table, floor, bathtub, refrigerator, and bed…
he mixes reality with dreams, creating a modern day alice in wonderland. he dissociates time and space and melts existence with destruction…
sawa also uses metaphors such as carpets to plants or the snow. reality and dreams are inextricably woven together…
the forrest is his final work of david scharf created at at augsburg – university of applied sciences, bavaria, germany in 2009.
antonia is a 12 year old girl. she often has daydreams, in which she wanders of in to a magical far away forest, were she hides from the problems of the real world. one day, her father takes drastic measures and she has to face a decision. is your inner peace an utopian state until you have finally escaped the grip of the society and its rules? or is affirmation a faster way to your personal luck? and what are you supposed to do, if you have to answer this question at the age of 12?
written, directed and animated by david scharf – a young film-maker from augsburg, who has specialised in animated film. with his award-winning first short “the big brother state” he reached a wide audience throughout the world and won the emergenandsee festival berlin 2007 amongst others. his training as multimedia-designer enables him to take part in many other creative projects as an animator and also code developer.
his works can be found at
www.huesforalice.com
and www.bunchofmonkeys.de
sound and music| javi otero & cesar meler, 48 billion atoms
speakers voice gir| neath champion-weeks
character design| andre ljosaj
the american film institute (AFI) just launched a new video portal on afi.com featuring hundreds of videos from its vast archives. the collection will be regularly augmented with videos selected from the AFI archive, which contains 10.000 hours of material produced during AFI’s 42 year history, much of which has never been seen by the general public. not to miss great clips such as “alfred hitchcock on mastering cinematic tension” or “steven spielberg: admires animators”
steven spielberg came to AFI in 1978 for a seminar with AFI fellows. in this clip he talks about how he admires the previsualization skills of animators.
“i think all directors should be animators first, because you really can take the imagination to become something tangible, something you can hold in your hand, and say:
“can you see this?
no?!
well, i can…
and then you make that, make that happen…“
download 720p hd version here (right click| save target as)
this video was shot at the okinawa churaumi aquarium in japan, using a canon 5DMKII with a 28-135mm lens. the main tank called the ‘kuroshio sea’ holds 7,500 cubic meters of water and features the world’s second largest acrylic glass panel, measuring 8.2 meters by 22.5 meters with a thickness of 60 centimeters
music: “please don’t go” by barcelona. download: mp3
all those arrows you threw, you threw them away| you kept falling in love, then one day| when you fell, you fell towards me| when you crashed in the clouds, you found me| oh, please don’t go| i want you so| i can’t let go| for i lose control| get these left handed lovers out of your way| they look hopeful but you, you should not stay| if you want me to break down and give you the keys| i can do that but i can’t let you leave…
barcelona is a band from seattle, washington, formed in 2006. on december 18, 2008, the band announced that they had been signed to the major label universal records. the band’s songs are harmonious and piano-based with elements of rock. barcelona released a debut album, absolutes, in september 2007.
band members:
brian fennell | vocals, keys
chris bristol | guitar, vocals
rhett stonelake | drums
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*i miss the whisper of a summer breeze. i miss the sea…
for more info see harold’s planet.
harold’s planet was created by lisa swerling & ralph lazar, and is the winner of the “grand prix – international project competition” at the annecy animation festival in france (1998), it has since grown to become one of the uk’s most commercially successful cartoon properties, selling as greetings cards in the millions. harold’s planet appears weekly in the financial times.
revelation is the story of a guy living in a box, until one day the box open free. and here’s the revelation! revelation is an awesome photography project initiated by jay van dam.
“woke up this morning, closed in on all sides, nothing doing, i feel resistance as i open my eyes someone’s foolin’. i’ve found a way to break through this cellophane line. cos i know what’s going on, in my own mind. am living in a box, am living in a cardboard box?” – living in a box 1987
living in a box were a british pop trio from the ‘80s. the members were richard darbyshire (vocals and guitar), marcus vere (synths) and anthony critchlow (drums).
play more, is a notebook that enacourage people to play at their work. every single paper page has his own ball print. designed by trapped in suburbia – a multi-disciplinary agency from hague (netherlands) that works in the field of identity design, publication design, event design, exhibition design, campaign design.
they create conceptually and strategically strong projects with clear, clever designs and solutions. they like to work on total concepts, for example to create not only the logo but also the name of the ‘product’, the image, the message, the strategy. this results in a strong graphic design.
take a look at this great short film animation by korean independent animation team (moohyun jang| jungwoo choo| woosuk jang) mesai. some concept sketches can be found at mesai’s website.
fight club is more than a movie and more than a book – it’s a cult, a philosophy that (maybe) will open your eyes and make you (almost) smart, capable, and, most importantly, free…
remenber: “we are defined by the choices we make”
to do list: “we have to stop living a boring, robotic life where everything is a copy of a copy of a copy… we have to wake the fuck up and understand that life is not what they’re telling us. society is feeding us a lie – and that lie has to stop, today… now. there’s no more time for bullshit, no more time and no more tolerance for mind washing. we want the truth, we want freedom – not slavery…”
so, if:
1. you’re not your job.
2. you’re not how much money you have in the bank.
3. you’re not the car you drive.
4. you’re not the contents of your wallet.
5. you’re not your fucking khakis.
6. you are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
welcome to fight club!
“everything is a copy, of a copy of a copy”
music: kataklysm
photo gallery
format: youtube
______________________________________________________ *”how much can you know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight?
“stii de ce e dezordine in lume? pentru ca nu e ordine in dumneata. (…) nimeni nu e in ordine. ma uit la toti in jurul meu si vad ca pierd si ordinea in care au fost. si totusi: fiecare poarta asupra sa ordinea lumii; daca tu faci ce trebuie, pui in ordine si restul…” marturisiri ale lui constantin noica.
click here to watch the movie. “home” a film by yann arthus bertrand, official website
” i think i could turn and live with animals, they’re so placid and self contain’d| i stand and look at them long and long.| they do not sweat and whine about their condition,| they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,| they do not make me sick discussing their duty to god,| not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,| not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago| not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth.”—walt whitman| leaves of grass
porn+champagne+chaos+french ironie+glam metal outiftsparody+hard rock’n roll=omaha bitch. i just love it.
band members
matthieu “matrastablancdabassdriver systembaby” gibson
benjamin “rouflaquettesqueeralternativescreammagnolia” marchal
faustin “vibroimpalerwarriorofdeath” claverie
antoine “masterbloodwarhammermetalslugtonio” audagiori
alban “evilglamgrooverofhellandheaven” penicaut
omaha bitch influences
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*do you remember the last time you dance a slow?
the turnis a new interactive website by the multi-media artist & singer fred viola. hexagon and circle shaped videos are turnable. for example, if you want to watch something that’s in an upper panel, click on that panel and it will be turned so you can watch it right side up. this site was developed in collaboration with the aer studios. the turn.tv, has won a prestigious laus award in the category of interactive. aside from winning the grand laus, which is the highest award of the whole “interactive” category, the site also won silver in “corporate websites” and gold in “interactive innovation.”
the imagery was inspired by the arrival of summer. “ there’s a smell of heated wood from the forest and all the trees are in bloom” . (…) i enjoy working with professional and mass-market equipment. most important is to keep things always very simple, says viola
“when we are no longer children, we are already dead” - constantin brancusi so, happy bday, sweet child!
jan von holleben’s photographs make nostalgic dreams like crossing the desert on the back of a dog… come true
inspired by classic childhood books as well as modern superheroes, jan produces ‘dreams of flying’ since 2002 with children from his local neighbourhood in south west germany.
“i want to question and challenge traditional views on childhood and how a child defines its own being. i want to show a possibility of documenting childhood in a child friendly and respectable way in opposition to popular visual representation of childhood which is mainly directed by adults…
(…) i also want to introduce a very playful attitude to photography” – jan von holleben.
jan has won a number of photography awards in the uk including an observer hodge photographic award, a lucie award in n.y and so on…
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* children’s day is celebrated on 1 june each year. it is usually marked with speeches on children’s rights and wellbeing, parties, various actions involving or dedicated to children etc.
una dintre secventele-rapel ale “nostalghiei” regizate de tarkovski
acum cateva zile, a murit fratele cel mare al tatei.“s-a mutat intr-o stea”, ar fi spus cu seninatate paler. un destin curmat tragic, la 59 de ani, in urma unui teribil accident de masina. a murit pe loc, “zdrobit pe carosabil de un microbuz, in plina noapte!”, avea sa relateze presa.
o formulare stereotipa, si unul dintre cele mai banale si, din pacate, foarte frecvente moduri, de a deschide o editie de stiri. o reteta de succes perversa, insa sa fim bine intelesi, nu este apanajul exclusiv al peisajului mediactic romanesc. o intalnim si-n occident, doar ca la noi atinge cote paroxice, fiind ingurgitata cu o voluptate bolnavicioasa de multi dintre noi. un refren strident, ce-ti urla zilnic in urechi: dimineata cand incerci sa-si turezi motoarele, cu o cana de cafea in mana, cu alta butonand buimac telecomada televizorului, avid dupa informatie ori seara, cand vrei sa te realaxezi. incetul cu incetul, incepi sa te inveti cu formula : “totul s-a intamplat in…” ori “tragedia s-a petrecut…” apoi, cu timpul intervine anumita acomodare si cu verbele tari: IZBIT, ZDROBIT, SFASIAT, SFARTECAT, SPULBERAT, desprinse parca, din vocabularul macelarului.
dar ce mai conteaza, ca jurnalele de stiri ale televiziunilor au devenit spectacole ale groazei, prin atentia acordata cu precadere infractiunilor violente si accidentelor rutiere; ca perversiunea, promiscuitatea, cinismul, crima sunt prezente zilnic, fie ca este vorba despre programele de stiri ori de divertisment, si tin loc de politica editoriala? s-au scris studii si articole pe marginea acestui subiect, s-au semnat petitii si s-au dat amenzi intr-o tardiva tentativa de recuperare a normalitatii.chiar si asa, dincolo de toate luarile de pozitie, mai mult sau mai putin formale, dincolo de comentarile docte ale specialistilor din media, sociologie si pshilogie, situatia a ramas la fel de grava: zilnic esti condamnat sa inghiti doza de otrava, cu care, intr-un final ajungi sa te obisnuiesti. sordidul s-a transformat intr-o conduita socialmente acceptabila, un rau cu care se poate trai, care macera sanatatea sufleteasca, mintala si sociala. consecinte sunt devastatoare, si cu atat mai grave cu cat, este vorba de un rau cumulativ.
in iuresul halucinant al existentei noastre, nimic nu dispare. totul ramane sedimnetat in noi. cele mai insignifiante gesturi, cele mai banale sau terifiante experiente, fiecare cuvant rosit ori nerostit, orice gand pasager, fiecare suspin ori zambet, fiecare atingere-i ca tatuata, fiecare privire-i (re)privita, fiecare tremur al pleoapelor iti vibreaza-n suflet, toate se astern in launtru, si stau acolo pitite, departe de vazul lumii, ca niste copii sfiosi, ascunsi in fusta mamei.
admit cu toata onestitatea de care ma simt capabila, ca adesea, ma las antrenata in jocul murdar practicat de televiziuni, si particip in mod constient la regresul afectiv, moral, intellectual, contemplandu-mi pasiv caderea. asa s-a intamplat si in dimineata sfintilor constantin si elena, cand, in slalomul facut in viteza, printre canalele de stiri, atentia mi-a fost captata de tipetele exasperante ale unor tiganci isterizate. primul reflex, a fost sa schimb canalul, oripilata de tambalau. n-am facut-o. sa fie nevoia de senzational, nevoia unui anume drog? m-am acomodat intr-atat de bine cu galagia si gargara mediatica? mi-am spus: ah, iar s-au incaierat niste interlopi buhaiti si lombrozieni, si-au luat sub asediu vreo mahala din bucuresti ori din craiova! de fapt, era un teribil accident de masina, undeva langa lugoj, cu o victima ramasa neindentificata. n-am avut nicio reactie sau cel putin, nu-mi amintesc sa ma fi emotionat in vreun fel, nu m-am simtit jenata nici de lipsa vreunei reactii, si-am schimbat canalul. peste cateva ore, am primit un telefon de la politie. de-acum, victima avea un nume, o mama, o familie, prieteni, trecut, destin.
in lipsa unor detalii concludente, s-au lansat o serie de ipoteze, care au fost inventariate de nenumarate ori, fara ca vreuna din ele sa reprezinte un raspuns definitiv ori macar satisfacator. in acelasi timp, ne gandeam la timpul pierdut sau petrecut impreuna, ori pur si simplu netrait, la satisfactii si dezamagiri. nu-mi amintesc de cate ori a sunat telefonul ori de cate ori, am sunat eu. printre numeroasele apeluri facute, unul dintre ele a fost catre numarul 112. aveam nevoie de numarul de telefon al politiei rutiere din lugoj.
intamplarea a facut ca, tot in aceea perioada sa am calculatorul stricat. nu aveam acces la internet, eram macinati de incertitudini, trebuia sa ne punem creierasul in ordine. asa ca, am luat telefonul si-am format 112. mi-a raspuns o voce vadit contrariata de solicitarea mea. “da’ de ce?”. i-am explicat intreaga situatie. intr-un final, pastrandu-si acelasi aer circumspect, mi-a spus ca-mi face legatura cu politia. a urmat apoi o intrebare halucinanta, la auzul careia am crezut ca-mi expandeaza creierul. “bine, va fac legatura. da’ in ce judet e lugojul?”, intreba “senina” dispecera.
i-am pasat telefonul mamei. in sfarsit ni se face legatura. la celalat capat al firului, raspunde o voce calda: buna ziua! urgentele. cu ce va putem ajuta? i-am explicat confuzia creata, si-am inchis. pentru noi, era prea tarziu pentru “urgenta”. nu-i nimic, se mai intampla, sa gresim, mi-am spus. am resunat la 112, si i-am spus, politicos despre eroarea intervenita. stupoare! dispecera, inovca nu stiu ce amendament, mai mult considera ca oricum, ne-a facut un serviciu, de care noi, n-am profitat, si ne-a inchis telefonul.
acum, stau si ma intreb: ce se intampla in cazul concret, in care, o presoana, victima a unui accident sau aflata intr-o situatie limita, panicata, confuza, suna la numarul salvator, si are bafta sa nimereasca peste o duduita d’asta, pusa acolo sa evalueze situatia, sa te mentina pe linia de plutire, pana furnizezi toate informatiile, pe care ea sa e prelucreze si apoi sa iti trimita “cavaleria” sa te salveze, iar ea se isterizeaza ori sta prost cu geografia?
astazi, din curiozitate m-am uitat de site-ul servicului 112. am dat si de un slogan blodit, si frumos colorat, prin care ni se asigura: respect si preocupare fata de problemele cetateanului!
apoi: „personalul centrelor de preluare a apelurilor de urgenta 112 este compus din profesionisti care raspund la apelurile de urgenta 24 din 24 de ore. ei sunt instruiti pentru a asista apelantii in cazuri de urgenta si a-i ajuta in cel mai scurt timp posibil.”
„sistemul 112 vizeaza asigurarea protectiei cetatenilor si a unui grad inalt de asistenta indiferent de locul in care se afla acestia”.
astazi, tatal meu si-a inmormantat fratele, departe locul unde copilarise, departe de lacrimile si tanguirea mamei, mult prea batrana, pentru a parcurge sutele de kilometrii ce-i desparte. le-a a ramas doar amintirea, si nostalgia (nostalgie vine de la nostos = intoarcere acasa si algos = durere). si, ca tot am adus aminte de nostalgie. poate ca nu stiati, zilele trecute, s-a stins si marele oleg iankovski, protagonistul filmului “nostalghia” regizat detarkovski. un film ce vorbeste despre nostalgia paradisului pierdut (cel individual, sau, in cheie parabolica, cel al intregii umanitati).
“mi-au placut intotdeauna oamenii care nu se pot adapta la viata in mod pragmatic. in filmele mele – marturisea tarkovski – nu exista eroi. protagonistul nostalghiei este imaginea mea in oglinda. niciodata nu mai facusem un film care sa-mi oglindeasca starea de spirit cu atata violenta si sa imi elibereze lumea interioara cu atata profunzime. am dorit sa zugravesc un om profund instrainat de lume si de el insusi, un om ce nu poate gasi echilibrul intre realitate si armonia idealului spre care se indreapta. nostalgia sa este provocata nu doar de faptul ca traieste departe de tara, ci mai cu seama de aspiratiile sale pentru o existenta deplina.” l-am regasit pe unchiul meu in acesta descriere, si intr-o mica sau mare masura, ma regasesc pe mine insami.
the black&white video begins with a single shot of the top-floor windows in a nondescript london apartment building, which could be just about anywhere in the world. the video takes place entirely in sawa’s london apartment. he took still shots of different areas of his apartment and superimposed upon them animated images of various toy airplanes taking off; cruising about the rooms; and landing on a table, floor, bathtub, refrigerator, and bed…
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