miscellany

I showed you a picture I took that day using the camera that leaks light in a way that makes me want to cry, makes me want to move to Mount Fuji and paint my life onto 8×10 transparencies. About the picture, you said that’s how it felt, but not how it looked. How could that be? I held the cold aperture-ring with my fingers and pressed the shutter gently enough, trusting to the chemicals on cold film and the tenets of sympathetic magic.
Time Expanding the Air Forcibly— Sam Ross
It’s even more complicated than this, because within the two extreme primary identity states, there have to be many different voices. As a generator, you must be able to convincingly take on a vast plurality of languages, perspectives, opinions. You have to see the world from the point of view of a man or woman, animal, plant, rock, cloud, microbe. Really see it, not just dress yourself up in a chimpanzee costume and jump around. You have to be the beast. And the critic has to sit in every seat in the house, listen to hear if the sound is coming through, check sightlines from every angle, can the front row see the tenor sweating too much, does the soprano project to the cheap seats, do the backdrops look ridiculous when you turn up the house lights for the finale, will kids be able to sit through it, will old people be offended by the jokes, is it too risqué for the sponsor, or too middle-of-the-road for the enthusiasts? And the moderator has to be there all along reminding both extremes that none of this actually matters; it’s all illusion, unless it’s serving a higher purpose.

Work: Surviving the Arts | [PANK] by Scott Pinkmountain

This, and: “Once you’ve established the partitioning, work.”

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apoetreflects:

"I have no shrewd advice to offer developing writers about this business of snatching time and space to work.  I do not have anything profound to offer mother-writers or worker-writers except to say that it will cost you something.  Anything of value is going to cost you something."
—Toni Cade Bambara, author, filmmaker, feminist, professor and social activist

All. this. truth. (cc:
grownladynotebook
)

one-offs-from-slb79:

apoetreflects:

"I have no shrewd advice to offer developing writers about this business of snatching time and space to work.  I do not have anything profound to offer mother-writers or worker-writers except to say that it will cost you something.  Anything of value is going to cost you something."

—Toni Cade Bambara, author, filmmaker, feminist, professor and social activist

All. this. truth. (cc:
grownladynotebook
)

(via mensahdemary)

I would like to be remembered more for being a good person who helped others advance themselves as opposed to only being a guy who made things, but I am a guy who makes things. I hope there is some kind of legacy left by the work I’m doing…
Jon Setzen on The Great Discontent (TGD)

A 100-year artwork. Mmm.

Yes, we do our work day by day. We build monuments to our creative obsessions and preoccupations brick by brick. How many of us are invested in the kind of vision that might not come to fruition in our lifetimes— something that extends so far beyond us? How many of us think on a scale that even approaches this?

(Source: vimeo.com)

I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me. I no longer spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to coexist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy, dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust either to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that’s why I avoid people with rigid and inflexible personalities. In friendship I dislike the lack of loyalty and betrayal. I do not get along with those who do not know how to give a compliment or a word of encouragement. Exaggerations bore me and I have difficulty accepting those who do not like animals. And on top of everything I have no patience for anyone who does not deserve my patience.
Meryl Streep, via I no longer have patience | Ioadicaeu’s Blog

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