is it so bad to wake up content and reach for a pen? a smile peels my face, an idea pulls me from between the snarling teeth of sheets, the lulling banks of pillows. the fearless window beckons me near, i am mesmerized by its offerings, its mischievous welcome to share..should i, should i step out of this box? there is no one around who may see. grey has painted this day gloomy, silence has put it to sleep, but i wake up and i see the morning untapped, the hours unlived, the breakfast to be smelled, coffee to be sipped. nobody is awake but i am:)
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…until, New York let me down. Truly, it was a reality check — mesmerized by the streets that looked like Paris spiked with North America, caught up in the people that started conversations because they had nobody to talk to at home, captivated by the zeal of people’s lives….Just like that, I was entranced by New York and just as quickly jolted back to reality.
my yelp activity
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HotDocs 2010: And Everything is Going Fine (a documentary on Spalding Gray)
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Truthfully, there are three HotDocs 2010 documentaries I’d been most eagerly awaiting: “And Everything is Going Fine,” on monologist Spalding Gray, “Anne Perry - Interiors,” about the crime writer’s murder past, and “Blank City,” an exploration of punk rock in 1970s New York.
So far, I’ve caught only one out of the three films — “And Everything is Going Fine,” Steven Soderbergh’s tribute to Gray using interview clips and excerpts from performances. Using the timeline of his life to tell Gray’s story, Soderbergh captured him in many introspective moments, some in which one would imagine the man would want to be left on his own. He was, however, a poetic journalist, as he put it — always documenting everything for the public to see.
child en machina
Posted by caroline in freeform
i see your face turn to gray,
and your grin start to smart,
there’s a storm inside your head
unhinging, pillaging and provoked.
you’ve whipped away your umbrella,
wading, voraciously, searchingly,
in moonlit waters,
inviting a chill into your bones.
willingly, now,
your mind succumbs to fever,
and you stand up to the centre of the earth.
Chest outstretched to the moon,
its tentacles seek aether.
Begging for respite,
you challenge the wind to take you home,
asking to blend in till you’re unknown.
there’s nothing better to you than the touch of thin air.
you are pulled back to the beginning,
your roots shackled to your body,
waiting patiently where you left it.
sitting up,
you quietly return to us,
a machine,
robotic in response,
distracted in disposition;
none dare to break your silence.
The Good Things, Dubai: Grocery Shopping
Posted by caroline in travels
Yesterday was the first time I’ve gone grocery shopping in Dubai. Previously, I’d quickly grabbed snacks at Spinneys and stopped off at the Carrefour for necessities, but nothing more. And, though Spinney’s is apparently good for meats, the rest of the items are overpriced. So we headed onwards to Lulu Hypermarket and started picking at the oh-so-many goodies there. I was literally salivating in the fruits and vegetables section. Read the rest of this entry »
I met with a group of producers, actors and a cinematographer tonight for a project we’re working on together. We’ve all got high hopes for it as it’s already been noticed by a huge Canadian network. After getting through the business talk of what role each of us would have and production days, we all sat back for some chit chat on a more social level. As a side note, I always leave these scenarios feeling really insecure and unsure of how I present myself on a personal level — maybe it’s because their opinions matter to me, as much as my co-workers’ opinions matter to me in a media setting (as I mentioned in a previous article On Panics in the Workplace)..Though this meeting featured no entertaining panic attacks. LOL.
Anyway, one of the writers, who is also a cinematographer, was sitting beside me. I engaged him in a lengthy discussion on everything from feature film-making to documentary film-making (as you know this is the industry in which I work on a more regular basis) and acting. For his bread and butter (and what sweet, filling bread and butter it must be!), he works as the man behind the camera in those spaces we all dread and yearn for — the casting room. So he sees all the inner workings of casting directors at auditions and, often, the director, writer, producer and their moms. This guy works for one of the top casting ladies in Toronto and I had some questions to ask him about what goes on behind the scene. Some of you might already know the answers to these things, but I thought I’d share some wisdom for the audition room: Read the rest of this entry »
A visit to the MOMA: American Stories: Paintings of Everyday Life
Posted by caroline in Uncategorized, arts and literature, travels
I visited the MOMA (Metropolitan Museum of Art) today and wandered around this massive building for almost three hours. We started with Egyptian art and mummies, moving on to the Byzantium period and then European art. We were not so into these exhibits, not till we reached, maybe, the European Renaissance section.
Travel Tips for Goa and maybe Mumbai, Cochin, Bangalore, etc.
Posted by caroline in on indian roots, travels
Hey!It is Christmas Day and I’m writing a blog post! A lot of my loved ones and friends live in India or are visiting this winter, so I am reminded of my past travels to this region. I don’t wish I was there, but do remember good times spent on the streets of Mumbai, beaches of Goa and boats of Cochin. I don’t lay claim to being a pro on India, but these are the basic recollections I gathered about a month ago after a friend asked for suggestions on his trip. It’s about time I posted it on my blog!!!
My dad and I just realized we both love the exact same ad: The incredulous fat kid with the red truck! I love him! Read the rest of this entry »