Caroline
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Apricot
APRICOT — A Short Film by Ben Briand from Moonwalk Films on Vimeo.
Ben Briand's short film Apricot, is the most cinematographically beautiful film I can remember seeing in a while.
Briand evokes a nostalgic and ethereal atmosphere, drawing on light, texture, colours, tastes and sounds.
The film, which is about recalling the memory of a first love, was submitted to the 2010 Vimeo Awards which will take place in New York City early next month. I'll be rooting for it. Seriously, it's well worth the 10 minutes to watch.
Caroline
Friday, September 17, 2010
Life is colourful
Have you ever wished Mother Nature was more color-coordinated? Leave it to the sartorially inclined Brits to find a way.
BBC Earth revamped their Natural History Unit with an interactive site full of images and videos called "Life Is."
Created by The Brooklyn Brothers and Fantasy Interactive, the content centers around monthly themes, this month being "Colourful." ***Note: You know how I am about showcasing amazing creative agencies. I spent just as much time combing through the work of The Brooklyn Brothers as I did this site.***
Users can browse through the interactive photo gallery by filtering photos with sliders to select climate, "fast" or "slow" for speeds, "sky" or "sea" for habitats and of course colour.
Starfish :)
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Burning Man is a trip!
Another mini story from a fellow burner to tide you over until I complete my own tales of adventure and debauchery.
One night I was bouncing back and forth between two big party camps when a fellow literally stopped me in my tracks and said, "Hi. I have to meet you." I responded, "Okay!" and what followed was a lovely little hang out session where I learned he had studied Spanish at the Univ. of Michigan and had lived and worked abroad in India for a bit. Clearly it was fate that we met and furthers my belief that people come into (and out) of your life for a reason. He also happened to be tripping on acid. Since I had no context of what he was going through, I realize my trying to have in-depth conversations with him probably blew his mind. But whatever! I had a lovely time chatting with him and when it was time for DJ Aphrodite to perform, we respectfully parted ways so I could go dance (he said the lights and music and people were too much).
A couple of days after I returned home, I received a letter from him. What follows is a perfect example of the fantastical sights and experiences present at BM. The fact he is tripping on acid is secondary.
September 10, 2010
Burning Man -> Wed night @ Nexus -> you joining me for my LSD trip --> crazy and supportive SynchroConnection
This is David aka Khan from Burning Man. Great to have met you Starfish. I had quite the trip that night which I think was quite amazing in the end, though crazy at times. You were so cool and positive that night, I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciated it. After our interaction, Ra and I jumped around, ended up at Hookah Dome where I was totally memorized by the firedancers, danced some, chilled inside the dome, had a "good" conversation which worked because I asked questions instead of having to talk much (which as you remember was a bit difficult), then chilled around a wood burning tree sculpture and met a really smart gal who chatted with me through the amazing sunrise, walked to the temple, met my friend Xavier, his gal pal Tuana, and her friend who was spiritually into the dirt and urinating on herself, then participated in an amazing singing/musical session with the Jimmy, the soulful singer, and others like the Om-ing yogi, while a naked man in a turban cried his eyes out and i smiled and then broke out in ecstatic, joyful laughter. Then i went to an art car that was playing awesome low tempo house with a girl i met at the temple, and then finally went home, etc etc etc. Amazing experience all around. I felt you should know what happened!
My contact info is below, and please reach out whenever. I'm in SF, so let me know if and when you are coming out here.
Hope you had an amazing experience this year Caroline, and that it continues throughout the year and beyond.
Namaste,
One night I was bouncing back and forth between two big party camps when a fellow literally stopped me in my tracks and said, "Hi. I have to meet you." I responded, "Okay!" and what followed was a lovely little hang out session where I learned he had studied Spanish at the Univ. of Michigan and had lived and worked abroad in India for a bit. Clearly it was fate that we met and furthers my belief that people come into (and out) of your life for a reason. He also happened to be tripping on acid. Since I had no context of what he was going through, I realize my trying to have in-depth conversations with him probably blew his mind. But whatever! I had a lovely time chatting with him and when it was time for DJ Aphrodite to perform, we respectfully parted ways so I could go dance (he said the lights and music and people were too much).
A couple of days after I returned home, I received a letter from him. What follows is a perfect example of the fantastical sights and experiences present at BM. The fact he is tripping on acid is secondary.
September 10, 2010
Burning Man -> Wed night @ Nexus -> you joining me for my LSD trip --> crazy and supportive SynchroConnection
This is David aka Khan from Burning Man. Great to have met you Starfish. I had quite the trip that night which I think was quite amazing in the end, though crazy at times. You were so cool and positive that night, I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciated it. After our interaction, Ra and I jumped around, ended up at Hookah Dome where I was totally memorized by the firedancers, danced some, chilled inside the dome, had a "good" conversation which worked because I asked questions instead of having to talk much (which as you remember was a bit difficult), then chilled around a wood burning tree sculpture and met a really smart gal who chatted with me through the amazing sunrise, walked to the temple, met my friend Xavier, his gal pal Tuana, and her friend who was spiritually into the dirt and urinating on herself, then participated in an amazing singing/musical session with the Jimmy, the soulful singer, and others like the Om-ing yogi, while a naked man in a turban cried his eyes out and i smiled and then broke out in ecstatic, joyful laughter. Then i went to an art car that was playing awesome low tempo house with a girl i met at the temple, and then finally went home, etc etc etc. Amazing experience all around. I felt you should know what happened!
My contact info is below, and please reach out whenever. I'm in SF, so let me know if and when you are coming out here.
Hope you had an amazing experience this year Caroline, and that it continues throughout the year and beyond.
Namaste,
David aka Khan
The Power of Music
Hello again! It's been a while since my last post as it has taken me longer than expected to return to the "default" world as burners call it. I promise pictures and stories of Burning Man to come (there are several half-finished posts sitting in blog purgatory now).
For now, I want to share a video I came across. It's a lovely narrative and it reminds me of a story I heard from Burning Man.
The video:
For now, I want to share a video I came across. It's a lovely narrative and it reminds me of a story I heard from Burning Man.
The video:
The Power of Music. A 90-year-old man recounts a remarkable experience he had in WWII.
The BM story, told by a fellow burner I met in the airport:
One of my favorite parts about BM was the pervasive equality. There was no class distinction, there was no status, there was no race. You could be brushing shoulders with a millionaire and not know it. Money was not used (except at Center Camp for iced lattes--yum). Everyone was open and friendly. I met this guy in the Reno airport after the burn and he related to me one of his favorite memories. One day he saw a man in full Islamic attire riding on a bicycle down the road. Walking on the road was another man dressed in a U.S. military uniform. As the men's paths were about to cross, they stopped and looked at each other, the man in Islamic attire descended his bicycle, and they embraced.
Caroline
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