My dear Carolina,
I fear that I'm not gonna be able to check any videos on youtube in the near future. Oh, yeah. You got it. Chinese censorship has been preventing us laowais to use youtube for what it feels like more than a month now.
Save me! What about all the bad videos? Susan Boyle, oh no! And no more public meltdowns like tom cruise's on Oprah. Or my Adam Lambert daily fix (I'm a Glambert fan - shh )What about our chickenfeet productions' awesomeness?
Please, dont keep that from posting videos. I'll find a way. "If you build it, they will come". But I need tips to trick the chinese big brother thingy. Got any?
love ya,
laulau.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Maya Deren!
I went to London last week and at Tate Modern I saw this short film from the 1940's, Meshes of the Afternoon by Maya Deren. Maya Deren was an avant-garde filmmaker (and a choreographer, dancer, writer, poet and photographer(!)) who worked in the US during the 1940's and 50's. I was completely hypnotized buy this film. Check it out Lauren, I think you'll like it too.
It's in two parts on youtube
Meshes of the Afternoon 1
Part 2
It's in two parts on youtube
Meshes of the Afternoon 1
Part 2
Friendship poem of the week # 1
Arched Across The Sky by Hope
Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky
On one end there sat you
At the other end, there sat I
Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end
There would be my pot of gold
The sweet love of my dear friend
The rainbow is a connection
Like a bridge from me to you
It appears joined by sunlight
Then the grey skies turn to blue
Arriving after the rainstorm
It became so evident to me
Thoughts of love follows rainbows
They arched right across the sea
A colourful arching rainbow
It has no gate, it has no door
It reaches from friend to friend
It arches from shore to shore
Rainbows created my imagination
As it arched across the sky
On one end there sat you
At the other end, there sat I
Imagining I could slide across
Over the rainbow to the end
There would be my pot of gold
The sweet love of my dear friend
The rainbow is a connection
Like a bridge from me to you
It appears joined by sunlight
Then the grey skies turn to blue
Arriving after the rainstorm
It became so evident to me
Thoughts of love follows rainbows
They arched right across the sea
A colourful arching rainbow
It has no gate, it has no door
It reaches from friend to friend
It arches from shore to shore
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