chocolate

Last night The Boy and I went to see Paschendale.

It was quite enjoyable and once again I was reminded of the differences between Canadian and American film making. The start of the film listed all funds that made the film possible, I lost count after 15.

Anyway, I was particularly struck by one reoccurring piece of conversation throughout the film. The two main characters have this dialogue back and forth around “What do you see?” First, when they are sitting in the wilderness and the main female leads asks the male lead, “Tell me what you see in front of you, paint me a picture.” This continues throughout the film with the same picture the male painted in his mind being used as a device for the two to get through the hardships of being separated by the War.

I loved the idea of “What do you see” because its something I do a lot when I’m by myself out walking, or its something I always try to do with artwork, trying to paint a different story in some senses outside of the artists. This is one of the reasons I enjoy Abstract Expressionism. It allows me to get lost into another world where I can put the pieces together as I see fit. Its also one of the reasons whenever I post art here that I always ask, “What do you see.” I love hearing what other people come up with in their imaginations.

So today I thought I’d go with a classic. Composition by Jackson Pollock.

What do you see?

I see bird upset over his nest being overturned by an unruly swan.

blue

i am.

this week needs to end. its been nothing but horseshit.

i’m not even looking forward to the party i shall be attending tomorrow night. i would almost prefer to curl up into my blanket cape and sleep everything away. because at this moment there is nothing i can do about the situation but to wait. and waiting blows goats.

plus, i have to attend this party. it took me too bloody long to braid the wig for my costume.

if only i had a styrofoam head.

to put the wig on, you know.

song of the minute: “candy cane crawl” – greg dulli

cover, your ears

As I was clicking through the interweb this morning I read a snippet about how this girls latest song holds a sample of Depeche Mode’s “Personal Jesus.” I think. Not sure, the words are different, but the song is called “Reach Out” and it certaintly sounds the same. However, although I don’t particularly care for even the latter of those two, it did get me thinking of horrible covers.

Madonna’s cover of “American Pie.” Blah.

Other examples?

cranberry trail mix

I purchased a new phone last night. So now I am on my 5th phone number in 14 months. Hopefully this one I’ll be able to keep for a while. Well, actually I’ll be moving again soon so not so much, but at least the phone is here for keeps.

Its a lovely new LG Shine. I grew a love for the slide phone while in England. So now of course comes the most important question. Which annoying ringtone do you choose?

I’ve had my old phone for years so it wasn’t capable of playing real tones or attaching certain ones to different functions or people, but now I am. So I’ve got “Dancing Choose” by TV on the Radio as my ringtone, or some New Order if you’re really special. Yet, my favourite is the Golden Girls theme song that plays whenever I get a text message. Before it was some Spanish Jazz tune that really threw me, at least now I now “thank-you for being a friend” when it arrives.

Yes, I’ve become one of those people. However, my phone is always on viberate in public as to annoy those around me.

What song would you have play as your ringtone?

my parents just got rid of those lamps last year

This Hallowe’en I’m taking part The Big Wicked Online Pageant over at A Cup of Coffey. Here is my entry.

I searched high and low for a picture, but found there were very few Hallowe’en photos. So I was left with a ballerina photo, or this one, me at age 5, in a…well we’re not exactly sure what I was supposed to be. But apparently I put it together myself (gasp, I know doesn’t this look store bought?), my mother reackons I was going for the gypsy look.

Me, I’m loving the living room decor (amazingly we still have that couch in the basement and I am actually sitting on it as I type) in this photo and my fringe. I do believe my bangs are curled upwards.

Oh yeah.

Favourite childhood Hallowe’en costume?

I wish I had the photo, but one year I went as a Ninja Turtle.

petits boutons

Okay friends, I’m having a Windows quandary.

I’m trying to do a screen capture (which is a two key command on a Mac) but I can’t seem to figure it out on my work PC. Even the “print screen” button  on doesn’t work, and I tried Google.

Any suggestions?

Apparently my brain is just not working today.

On an unrelated topic, but a conversation floating around the office today…

Favourite piece of clothing (or outfit)? Past or present.

Past: Patchwork Babydoll dress with docs.

Present: Black dress with red owls.

Is it the end of the day yet?

underneath the stars

Last week Mel and I started talking about box forts. I believe it stemmed from a Facebook status and then spiralled as most of our conversations do. And while I was looking for a childhood Hallowe’en photo to post over at A Cup of Coffey this week, I stumbled across these gems.

Who cares what’s in the box, right? I think I found myself a new profile picture.

However, this picture made my day. Hell, week. My brother, wearing my hat and purse in his sleepsuit at Christmas. His fashionista tendencies started early.

Song of the Minute: Cape Cod Kwassa Kawassa – Vampire Weekend.

Oh, and SPIN’s Top 25 MGMT Remixes

It’s a crystal. Nothing more. But if you turn it this way and look into it, it will show you your dreams

Today, I am sending out a big birthday cheers to Maggie.

She was my first Queen’s friend, film friend, and now, dear friend.

I have very few photos of our shenanigans over the years, as digital cameras we not at the ready when we first met. And we’ve been in different cities for quite some time now. Still, we have managed through the wonders of technology to remain in close contact and that is something I am truly grateful for. Her quick wit never fails to pick me up, and her sage advice is something I am always thankful for. She has listened patiently to me over the years, wading through my debacles with me, and in turn I have watched this extremely dedicated girl, flourish and make a name for herself. She can never be faulted for not knowing what she wants, and this year, I hope she finds everything she is looking for and not settle for anything less.

Happy Birthday, you!

one second

Have you ever sent an email, or a text (or any other technological message), intended for one person, but instead sent it accidentally to someone else?

I did last night.

A text message meant for Ali, but sent to The Boy.

And no, it was not a hey, how are you? and it wasn’t overly horrible, just a vent. I was actually with The Boy when I set it, and I was more than a little perturbed. All is fine now, I confessed my blunder to him, which turned out quite well actually, as we ended up having a good discussion from it. Always a plus. The whole thing was carry over from the previous night, so I was glad to have a talk and see resolution. He was being an asshat.

But honestly, when I realized what I had sent I did have a mild panic attack. My friends and I need to have a code word or something when messages of frustration are sent. There is no proper emoticon for that. Yet.

So, have you made a similiar technological blunder before?

when I want to run away I drive off in my car, but whichever way I go I come back to the place you are

Why is it in a aisle marked for “back pain” in the grocery store, all the remedies are on the bottom self, incredibly hard to reach if you have actual back pain?

 

Come on people.

 

I looked hilarious trying to bend over somewhat sideways in an attempt to pick up said remedy. Stupid office chairs are doing me in.

 

This morning while driving to work the sky was amazing. I was listening to “In Your Eyes” by Peter Gabriel (hence the title of this post) while merging onto the highway, and the clouds were just lit up with pink and purple hues. Quite Divine.

 

I thought I would bring back Art Friday, with these stencil graffiti pictures. They are really more common than you think. Look out for them, and if you see anything interesting, please, send them my way! :)

This makes me smile. Glad someone does.

Paris, France.

Robot, or Transformer, what do you think? I think the latter.

An elephant for the soon to be birthday girl, Maggie. :)

There are more, but my work computer hates me. Shall have to upload later this weekend. Hope everyone is having a fabulous Friday!