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amulI am Warren Ellis's eternal parrot:
Meet The World: using flags to illustrate uncomfortable political truths [del.icio.us]
http://www.brazilianartists.net/home/flags/index.htm
"...relevant, global, and current facts put new meanings to the colours of the flags..."
Mindjack - Piracy is Good? [del.icio.us]
http://www.mindjack.com/feature/piracy051305.html
"While you might assume the SciFi Channel saw a significant drop-off in viewership as a result of this piracy, it appears to have had the reverse effect..."
Review of week:
So last weekend was a bit of a disaster, in terms of maintaining self-control. I realized that, while it's all well and good for me to say, "I'm learning how to be on my own," the truth is that I'm a social creature, and need constant, enjoyable social contact to maintain my spirits. I choad, therefore I am.
I've already mentioned spending Tuesday with Jenn F, and the frenzied excitement we brought ourselves to over future projects. Wednesday, I met with another Wedding Studio, Imaginativ Studios. They seem pretty excited to be working with me, and have unofficially signed me on as a secondary photographer. There was even mention of having me help with those aspects that are traditionally hoarded by photographers, album layout and order processing! Gina, the owner/founder seems very interested in helping mentor me.
I had some plans for Wednesday, which canceled. So I drove up to Milwaukee & hung out with the Moonhowler guys. Stayed the night, Dawn and I drove back to Chicago the next day to go check out the Body Worlds exhibit, along with Nigel's Friend Stacey, Connie from URN, and an SFX/MUA friend of Dawn's, Krist. Body Worlds was awesome! Go see it!
Afterwards, everybody except Krist went to grab Charlie (also of URN) and have a very late dinner. Turns out Charlie is also kind-of-from-Pittsburgh. We stayed out late, and then Dawn & I stayed up even later talking about Body Worlds and other random stuff.
Joel drove down to pick up Dawn, we all had a quick lunch, and then they left. I went off to hang out with some internet-strangers who'd made plans to meet me while here for the week. Turns out they were underage girls, and accompanied by their mother to boot! I endured them for as short a time as possible before heading out to Kev's Late Night BBQ (does he LJ? I have the slimmest of contact info for him).
Kev is another member of the Gothic Divorce Support Group I've found myself hanging out with. A bunch of other people were there -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deladejavoo (who never seems to speak, but wears cute hats and never ceases to use body language which reminds me of Roo), grrremlinski (as Comfortingly Bouncy as ever), heresiarch (as frenetic as ever), laustinthedark (brought tasty shrimp!), nemesisn72's Um (although she didn't come herself, party pooper!), pathogen brought some excellent marinated steak, zapevaj, ( update:feminaexmachina )....give a shout-out if I missed you.
I ended up manning the grill for the first several hours, with a beer in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other, looking oh-so-stylish in my That's-Not-My-Jacket Jacket. And it turns out that, instead of being a rather attractively androgynous man,happyelfling is a stylish young lass, although I never spoke to her. It would've been a funny moment, I think. Taking Randall's phone and speaking into it before hearing a distinctly unimagined voice respond. I'm curious to see if this knowledge will flavor my future dealings with her.
It's strange, exciting, unnerving how I'm adapting to this new group; learning their archetypes and societal roles. I spent hours chattering to people (mothburning will be happy to hear I did not drink myself into a stupor - I kept it light). I even allowed myself a few brief minutes of the queer melancholy that so often overtakes me these days without letting it ruin my night (hurray for progress!). Kev found me, and we shared an oddly honest minute discussing the harsh things that add....what was the word Bluebeard used? Discussing that which adds chiaroscuro to such bright laughter as surrounded us.
I bet it would shock quite a few in Clan Too Much to hear that I even allowed myself the briefest taste of an I Love You, Man Moment. In the end, though, I couldn't quite maintain it. Even as I spoke of my gratitude for these budding friendships, my brusque shell reasserted itself. It was as I always picture the aftermath of such admissions, oddly heavy with a truth I don't know what to do with. I fled in the end, as I always do, and found myself chattering for the last few hours withheresiarch about the kinds of things I so rarely allow myself to think about. Religion, culture, the prejudices I've experienced. Methods of growing from what we are towards what we want to be.
It was a good night. It was a good week. It's time for me to get back to work.
PS - I seriously need a guinea pig to practice with my lighting equipment. There's several techniques and tricks I need to try out. If anybody is interested, please let me know. I'm hoping to find someone before Thursday evening.
Meet The World: using flags to illustrate uncomfortable political truths [del.icio.us]
http://www.brazilianartists.net/home/flags/index.htm
"...relevant, global, and current facts put new meanings to the colours of the flags..."
Mindjack - Piracy is Good? [del.icio.us]
http://www.mindjack.com/feature/piracy051305.html
"While you might assume the SciFi Channel saw a significant drop-off in viewership as a result of this piracy, it appears to have had the reverse effect..."
Review of week:
So last weekend was a bit of a disaster, in terms of maintaining self-control. I realized that, while it's all well and good for me to say, "I'm learning how to be on my own," the truth is that I'm a social creature, and need constant, enjoyable social contact to maintain my spirits. I choad, therefore I am.
I've already mentioned spending Tuesday with Jenn F, and the frenzied excitement we brought ourselves to over future projects. Wednesday, I met with another Wedding Studio, Imaginativ Studios. They seem pretty excited to be working with me, and have unofficially signed me on as a secondary photographer. There was even mention of having me help with those aspects that are traditionally hoarded by photographers, album layout and order processing! Gina, the owner/founder seems very interested in helping mentor me.
I had some plans for Wednesday, which canceled. So I drove up to Milwaukee & hung out with the Moonhowler guys. Stayed the night, Dawn and I drove back to Chicago the next day to go check out the Body Worlds exhibit, along with Nigel's Friend Stacey, Connie from URN, and an SFX/MUA friend of Dawn's, Krist. Body Worlds was awesome! Go see it!
Afterwards, everybody except Krist went to grab Charlie (also of URN) and have a very late dinner. Turns out Charlie is also kind-of-from-Pittsburgh. We stayed out late, and then Dawn & I stayed up even later talking about Body Worlds and other random stuff.
Joel drove down to pick up Dawn, we all had a quick lunch, and then they left. I went off to hang out with some internet-strangers who'd made plans to meet me while here for the week. Turns out they were underage girls, and accompanied by their mother to boot! I endured them for as short a time as possible before heading out to Kev's Late Night BBQ (does he LJ? I have the slimmest of contact info for him).
Kev is another member of the Gothic Divorce Support Group I've found myself hanging out with. A bunch of other people were there -
deladejavoo (who never seems to speak, but wears cute hats and never ceases to use body language which reminds me of Roo), grrremlinski (as Comfortingly Bouncy as ever), heresiarch (as frenetic as ever), laustinthedark (brought tasty shrimp!), nemesisn72's Um (although she didn't come herself, party pooper!), pathogen brought some excellent marinated steak, zapevaj, ( update:feminaexmachina )....give a shout-out if I missed you.I ended up manning the grill for the first several hours, with a beer in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other, looking oh-so-stylish in my That's-Not-My-Jacket Jacket. And it turns out that, instead of being a rather attractively androgynous man,
happyelfling is a stylish young lass, although I never spoke to her. It would've been a funny moment, I think. Taking Randall's phone and speaking into it before hearing a distinctly unimagined voice respond. I'm curious to see if this knowledge will flavor my future dealings with her.It's strange, exciting, unnerving how I'm adapting to this new group; learning their archetypes and societal roles. I spent hours chattering to people (
mothburning will be happy to hear I did not drink myself into a stupor - I kept it light). I even allowed myself a few brief minutes of the queer melancholy that so often overtakes me these days without letting it ruin my night (hurray for progress!). Kev found me, and we shared an oddly honest minute discussing the harsh things that add....what was the word Bluebeard used? Discussing that which adds chiaroscuro to such bright laughter as surrounded us.I bet it would shock quite a few in Clan Too Much to hear that I even allowed myself the briefest taste of an I Love You, Man Moment. In the end, though, I couldn't quite maintain it. Even as I spoke of my gratitude for these budding friendships, my brusque shell reasserted itself. It was as I always picture the aftermath of such admissions, oddly heavy with a truth I don't know what to do with. I fled in the end, as I always do, and found myself chattering for the last few hours with
heresiarch about the kinds of things I so rarely allow myself to think about. Religion, culture, the prejudices I've experienced. Methods of growing from what we are towards what we want to be.It was a good night. It was a good week. It's time for me to get back to work.
PS - I seriously need a guinea pig to practice with my lighting equipment. There's several techniques and tricks I need to try out. If anybody is interested, please let me know. I'm hoping to find someone before Thursday evening.
