would you mind

pulling

my focus,

please?

painting by dustin zimmerman

www.dustinzimmerman.com

jealousy drives you mad!

right, babe?

"

i am lost

but

not stranded

yet

"

let me put it this way...

life is crazy.

end of the discussion!...

so, stay out of it...

if you can!

so

you think

we are

grown ups!

i would say... think again!

i can easily

be fooled

by

a piece of chocolate...

but

she cannot be...

because she really is a grown-up now!

happy birthday anna!

somethings happen when you are not even looking at them.

all of a sudden you find yourself in the middle of it.

tiny mini bonds have been created while you were not looking at that direction. or maybe while you were trying hard not to look at that direction.

life! why you always operate like a fork? it really hurts.

image: david kleinert www.davidkphotography.com

who could have thought

in the middle of the editing class

a gate would appear on the screen?

but

unfortunately

we missed the chance to run away.

don't wait for us harry!

bob nixon can control my dreams.

proofs:

1) a nightmare woke me up in the middle of the night. i was dreaming about a very sentimental horror movie and trying to find flaws on production-wise. obviously the producers were very successful, because i woke up with a tremendous fear of ghosts.

2) immediately after waking up, i began breaking down the script that b. has given in the class.

looks pretty obvious to me.

rambla pa'qui rambla pa'lla

esa de rumba de barcelona

&

caramel ice cream

that's the only way to get rid of all the gloominess has sticked to my skin.

gugli gugli gugli go away!

"(...) but, if a neurological impairment prevents psychopaths from fully understanding the wrongness of their actions, are they fully to blame for their wrongdoings?" (mind game, by carl elliott)

i would say put the blame on me boy, put the blame on me.

a typical scene from raise the red lantern. everything is bigger than the individual. the leading character is the house which stands for the customs, the traditions, anything but the human beings, anything but the women.

no need to say more about this beautifully built up movie. it is speaking for itself visually. which is hard to accomplish but a must to accomplish for a movie maker. of course there is always more than meets the eye. as the master put it: you did not see anything!

well... i wish they have had a better editor. some transitions between and within scenes really distracted me.

all

the bonds

that

I have

are

only reflections

of

the bond

between

me

and

you

perfect!

i am invisible again...

and let's sing together please!

cellophane miss cellophane

should have been my name...

a story should never be told over

and over

and over

and over...

before it is written!

i need a metaphor here.

but cannot think something

other than

stabbing someone in stomach

over

and

over

and

over...

so

r.i.p. my dear story.

i will never forget you.

and will not be able to write you as well.

in loving memory

of

what is left from today.

i think

jacqueline laurent

as

françoise

in

le jour se leve

is the most innocent

femme fatal in film history.

cannot think of a misery

that

a good song won't cure...

tra lala tra lala...

i was able to not direct what didn't need to be directed says andrzej wajda about ashes and diamonds which he directed in 1958.

continues...

i was mature enough to let others make their own contributions to the film.

which makes sense to me especially since i consider cinema as an art genre and since there is no art without spontaneity.

now i am thinking about alfred hitchcock.

reset

undo

formatting

i think these are the operations we need in life... uhm... shortcuts as well!