Saturday, July 31, 2010

I have to interrupt this story with a video...

This was cut from 29 commercials taken from various directors.  I posted it in December of 09 but I was unhappy with the Audio, I've tried to boost the audio here.  Some of the footage was taken in Australia, as my readership is part Australian I thought they might enjoy it. It was originally cut on a first generation Avid Media Composer.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

"at all events, I am willing to taste any drink once"

Deïaneira and NessusImage via Wikipedia
" You will be chilled, through, traveling as you are. For you and I are going a queer way, in search of justice, over the grave of a dream and through the malice of time.  So you had best put on this shirt above your other clothing."

"Indeed it is a fine snug shining garment, with curious figures on it.  I accept such raiment gladly.  And whom shall I be thanking for his kindness, now?"

"My name," said the Centaur,  "is Nessus."

...

He wondered that there seemed to be so many young women along the road to the garden.  Here was a slim girl in white teasing a great brown and yellow dog that leaped about her clumsily; here a girl sat in the branches of a twisted and gnarled tree, and back of her was a broad muddled river, copper-colored in the sun; and here shone on the fair head of a tall girl on horseback, who seemed to wait for someone: in fine the girls along the way were numberless, and Jurgen thought he recollected one or two of them.

The mistery woman in yellow at spitafieldsImage by Pit Van Meeffe via Flickr
But the Centaur went so swiftly that Jurgen could not be sure.

Girl in TreesImage by dalesmithimaging via Flickr

Thus it was that Jurgen came to the Garden between Dawn and Sunrise.

"Why. but it is Count Emmerick's Garden at Storisende," says Jurgen, "where I used to be having such fine times when I was a lad."

"I will wager," says Nessus. "That you did not used to walk alone in the garden."

"Well, no; there was a girl,"





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Sunday, July 11, 2010

For my Brush with Apnea

The dark place between here and sleep
Natural Spring off-limits in Connecticut