May 2012
3 posts
Alice: How long is forever? White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.
Lewis Carrol (via tyshin)
MAISON MARTIN MARGIELA View On Colour / Glossary Interview
March 2012
2 posts
One of the strengths of Coppola’s screenplay is that her people and everything...
– Roger Ebert on Lost In Translation
Dear Stranger, by Shizuka Yokomizo
For this 1998-2000 series of portraits, photographer Shizuka Yokomizo left several anonymous letters on the doorsteps of random ground floor apartments that read:
“Dear Stranger,
I am an artist working on a photographic project which involves people I do not know…. I would like to take a photograph of you standing in your front room from the street in the...
December 2011
2 posts
Why do we always keep the windows closed? Isn’t it amazing, at home there’s still snow and ice and here … Look at the birds. I always felt a little hurt that our swallows deserted us in the winter for capitalistic countries. Now I know why. We have the high ideals, but they have the climate. (Excerpted from Ninotschka)
I had this encounter recently where I met the extraordinary American poet Ruth...
– Elizabeth Gilbert, A New Way To Think About Creativity
November 2011
1 post
过去那十天真的像是一场梦一样, 那个不曾真正体验所以对未來还有期盼的能量一直还在湧出。 每回味一次就觉得原來我还活着。
October 2011
1 post
Richard Brautigan, from Revenge of the Lawn
July 2011
1 post
天亮了, 没有做梦, 也没有死掉.
June 2011
1 post
90'04''
突然发现自己看电影会哭得连呼吸都变得非常困难, 看书时却只有感動,很少流泪. 也许看书的想像力没了那伤感的配乐就会漸漸枯竭, 因為它們是集体出現,也集体消失的东西. 又或许自己制造出來的想象能力够实在但不够细腻, 所以脑海里的特写镜头总是非常美但非常不真实, 很多时候感觉什么都抓不住. 这才明白为何比较喜欢于那间大小刚好,只有声音偶而经过的臥室看电影, 却喜欢在有人流动的地方看书 --- 在人群中可以一个新的身分翻过一个新的章节来掌握作者在字行间里插入的多层想像, 什么事情都可以发生. 后记 / 突然用中文写了一些莫名其妙的东西, 都是因为读了L的造园理论书所害的.
May 2011
1 post
Sometimes
We squeezed into narrow spaces like crumbs of lights because the heart is too big for the body. We move around the white noises long enough and suddenly something appears. Circus in the town. Rabbits pop out of the hat. I am always hoping for rabbits.
April 2011
1 post
(Matters, 2010)
February 2011
1 post
If I listen to some utterly perfect performance of an utterly perfect piece...
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
January 2011
2 posts
Milton Glaser Once Wrote
1. As dark and as difficult this moment is, it will change and everyone in this room today has a significant role in that transformation because like all people who make things, you are inevitably on the side of light.
2. Early in my career I wanted to be professional, that was my complete aspiration in my early life because professionals seemed to know everything - not to mention they got paid...
Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us...
– Ira Glass
December 2010
1 post
Casual Poet
While I still pretend to be a true mind wanderer, taking the tourist route while the nights are light until midnight whenever I can, he is taking the evening ferry over to the peninsula and writes like a camera capturing leaking light. Never once did he failed to raise one eyebrow against my casual urge to smell a book, alongside with his casual needs to challenge the words of dictionary.
It was...
November 2010
4 posts
You’ll see when you move out it just sort of happens one day and...
– Andrew Largeman, Garden State (2004)
Ghosting
It’s a powerful thing, once I realized how much there is to the limitation of being drained and weary. They strummed like the violin sounds with four strings tuned in perfect fifths; the perfect short lived effects at the beginning and end of each note that would still strangely enough, evoke the void and vessels. Every passing person of everyday is an experiment, making my mind take flights like...
Sleepwalk
Madi Ju, Sleepwalk (2006) - Can you even imagine?
October 2010
2 posts
September 2010
4 posts
In The Midst
I am quite useless for most of the morning this August break, still waking up at the very least of noon, still angry at my inability to progress when reaching this final stage of college life. I still had this idea that there was a whole world of marvelous golden people somewhere, and just finished fantasizing about circus yesterday, though they are already diminishing and less funny as time...
Goodbye
To say goodbye is to die a little / Dire adieu est mourir un peux —Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye
Don’t be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my...
– Italo Calvino, If On A Winter’s Night A Traveler
#2
Backlit, a film by Rocco Pezzella
August 2010
8 posts
She took a bite of cereal and looked at another story at the corner. She tended...
– Don DeLillo, The Body Artist
Slow Song
Myself, Glimpse (2010)
- It is about waking up and realizing that at some point in the past, we are all used to waiting. And in themselves, secretly, they are vague and sad, like how we used to wait for letters to arrive. What’s stranger still, is how something so small can keep you alive. But by the time we met, by the time we met The times had already changed Where we gonna go from here?
Frivolous
It started with an impulse reading. And then I found myself back into a caring phase, which is good, and crucial. I remembered it putting me into a thinking perspective so vast, that I thought I should just mailed it to every peers I know celebrating their 21st birthday out there.
Often time, the damage is already done when people refused to read on with seemingly reasonable excuse of it being...
Old Volumes
There was a moment when her desire for it turned into disgust for herself. She constantly shoved temper on her for a very good reason. The passion was lacked of a smile, an essence. The thinking came padded in a white foreign thought as she promised to herself dearly. Never embedding the ceasing hopes anywhere near that building, for people around her never ever came back again after they went...
In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a...
– Anton Ego, Ratatouille(2007)
Voice
Asako Narahashi, Half Awake and Half Asleep In The Water - That day, I’ve lost my voice. When I found this my heart stirred. But you already knew that. When I found this it made visible a shared view of where land, sea, and sky meet. Thousands of small waves knock me but no one ever knew how I felt to be in between, guessing answers, causing beautifully eerie feelings of drowning, suffocation,...
Because what i want for you is to feel, around the story, a saturation of other...
– Italo Calvino, If On A Winter’s Night A Traveler
July 2010
3 posts
It’s really an interesting idea to enter someone else’s dreams. I would love to...
– Marion Cotillard
Closer To Now
I woke up to a July today, and I am graduating in four months. Its been that long. My fascination never stops growing in between, before and behind. I’ve explore this country in a greater depth. I’ve picked Taiwan over Japan. There is infinite more wild sheep chase to do after this four months. I read upon a line that says don’t ever live an accident. Don’t call a knife a knife. Live...
June 2010
5 posts
… that when we read fiction, we pour our own particular store of...
– Chandler Burr, You or Someone Like You
# 1
Lars Von Trier’s new film, Antichrist. A glamorous and beautiful telling of human’s reaction to loss. Incredibly dark, it drained you with the smallest sad poetic sense. It’s time you feel something that is not cheaply acheived.
Not to mention, beautifully composed cinematography.
I know the house you grew up in isn’t far from here. I don’t go there because I...
– Violent Femme, I Awoke And At Times Birds Fled
It hit me, like a punch in the stomach. I could go for years and never see her...
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander
May 2010
3 posts
I thought the Madonna episode of Glee was brilliant on every level. The dialogue...
– Madonna on Glee, The Power Of Madonna
April 2010
1 post
March 2010
3 posts
All people dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty...
– D.H. Lawrence
I work in the film business, where schmoozing is an art form, lunch hour lasts...
– The September Issue director R.J. Cutler on Anna Wintour