living in the house of cups

my friend anya read my tarot cards in front of dodge on monday. shockingly accurate.

i can't sleep.

countdown

1 wedding, 2 short films, 1 music video, 1 choreographed hip hop dance, 2 presentations, 7 robots, a haircut, 1 small legal incident, 15 bug bites, 0 eyelids, 1 production collective, 4 mission statements and 1 blog launch in 8 days.

lets just get through august, shall we?

at rest.

tonight i am thinking of theresa duncan & james blake.

"A need to tell and hear stories is essential to the species Homo sapiens--second in necessity apparently after nourishment and before love and shelter. Millions survive without love or home, almost none in silence; the opposite of silence leads quickly to narrative, and the sound of story is the dominant sound of our lives, from the small accounts of our day's events to the vast incommunicable constructs of psychopaths." reynolds price.

mister cutlet mister hamhock mister lambshank mister vealchop

emma is in town and we have been tearing it up. carroll garden sleepover extravaganza with jpelks on sunday. gallerybar & squidnapping with the mysterious dr. fishcock aka drapes on monday (pictures to come, that's a promise - they have a photo booth!) and the slaughter of the innocents to celebrate of the birth of mr. cutlet - an insane barbecue on the water taxi beach in lic.

the view from the beach, taken on my cellphone. i love the water taxi beach. i have fond memories of dancing with zandy, barefoot on the beach, in thunder and lightning, to daft punk, draped in calla lilies and seashells. magnifique.

current playlist

this entire playlist makes me want to slowdance on a highway under a streetlamp on a brisk fall night... in hot pink heels... on wet pavement...

lucie bernardoni: apprends-nous a rever...
bruce springsteen: drive all night...
pink floyd: goodbye blue sky...
peter gabriel: my head sounds like that...
moby: i'm not worried at all...
lamb: gabriel...
johnny otis: don't deceive me (please don't go)...
moby: one of these mornings...
modest mouse: the world at large...
gotan project: epoca...
radiohead: how to disappear completely...

feeling old school

how incredible is this dinah washington/max roach (r.i.p.) video? 1958 newport jazz festival. then listen to chicken shack: i'd rather go blind. it's a one-two punch of loveliness.

obsessed

this is my absolute favorite new website: www.musicovery.com

production stills

teaser

one production still from my movie, by the beautiful & imitable kmc. this is laurin gagne, who played the lead.

think like hitch. sing like guest.

this link is hilarious, outlining all of the different techniques one can use to make create a sense of hitchcockian suspense.



and this is an ad directed by christopher guest.

- logue

i have finally emerged from the foggy haze of three monumental events.

1. i finished "at night i wake to dream," a short film i've been preparing for since last october.
   
2. i have seen the end of the harry potter saga.
3. and one of which i will not speak, save to say that it is, well, monumental.
   

i feel like a new woman.