Monday, April 27, 2009
Le Soleil
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
words words
At BYU I dreamt of having the luxury of just popping into the bookstore and being able to buy any book that I wanted. For some reason this is what would most comfort me on rough days. Sometimes I would let myself buy a book, and then return it a few days later just so I could alleviate that desire. One of the books I picked up was this one, The Book of Embraces by Eduardo Galeano. It was sitting on an endcap, a small special display, because (I believe) the author was visiting the university. After reading a few pages, I thought it was beautiful and imaginative. Enchanting really, like the cover says. I have wished, years later, that I kept this book, which I never even read all the way through (I wouldn't return a book if I had read it all, I'm not one of those people.) I'm sure I just felt like I needed that $15 for more practical things. Years down the road I couldn't even remember the name of the book, nor the name of the author. While browsing the Latin America section at one of my favorite bookstores, I found it! Fate! And here it is, in my home, fresh from the library. I think I will buy it though eventually. Here's one of my favorite anecdotes so far:
"Their hands were tied or handcuffed, yet their fingers danced, flew, drew words. The prisoners were hooded, but leaning back, they could see a bit, just a bit, down below. Although it was forbidden to speak, they spoke with their hands. Pinio Ungerfeld taught me the finger alphabet, which he had learned in prison without a teacher."Some of us had bad handwriting," he told me. "Others were masters of calligraphy."The Uruguayan dictatorship wanted everyone to stand alone, everyone to be no one: in prisons and barracks, and throughout the country, communication was a crime."Some prisoners spent more than ten years buried in solitary cells the size of coffins, hearing nothing but clanging bars or footsteps in the corridors. Fernandez Huidobro and Mauricio Rosencof, thus condemned, survived because they could talk to each other by tapping on the wall. In that way they told of dreams and memories, fallings in and out of love; they discussed, embraced, fought; they shared beliefs and beauties, doubts and guilts, and those questions that have no answer.When it is genuine, when it is born of the need to speak, no one can stop the human voice. When denied a mouth, it speaks with the hands or the eyes, or the pores, or anything at all. Because every single one of us has something to say to the others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others."
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Monday, April 20, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
even more?
We like how it almost looks like I am worshipping in this last one, or like it brought me to my knees. I was really just taking a picture. But nicely shot, Sarah!
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Freedom Tunnel Part II
I love how this one almost looks black and white. The tunnel was very dark in some places.
Translation: No More Hate.
My favorite shot.
The entire tunnel is somewhat surreal with its chiaroscuro lighting, creating a gallery for the paintings on the wall.
A glimpse of the outside world.
I like how it looks like she's disappearing in the light in this next one.
And then my camera died. And let me tell you I was not happy because the best graffiti was coming up. Graffiti that is truly art. Sarah and I will be returning so I can shoot that soon. Keep your eyes peeled.
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Freedom Tunnel Part I
Trains periodically roar through. They are somewhat silent until they're very close to you, so it's a little dangerous.
We were expecting people to be living down there, but this gentleman startled us nevertheless. We spoke with him for a few minutes, his name is John. He's been living down there for 14 years. He lived in the Park for 7 years before that. He was very informative, and very nice. I was in obvious need of a tripod since I refuse to use a flash.
Some cautionary words.
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some Reasons to look forward to summer:
in no particular order
I am actually watching this one tonight, a friend had a copy of DVD. I am generally vehemently against film pirating, but he had it... right there... and it was free for me... (yes I am ashamed)
The Time Traveler's Wife. Guuuuuuuuuuhh!!! THIS HAD BETTER BE GOOD!!! I wish it were Rachel McAdams and Paul Bettany, but whatever casting director...
Have you seen the latest trailer for this? IT LOOKS DELICIOUSLY AND BACK CRAWLINGLY DARK. I. can't. wait. I shut my eyes already just thinking about the end. The trailer looks pretty effects-heavy, which I am generally against, but it does look like the director was influenced by Alfonso Cuaron's exploration into and interest in creepy under-water movement. I approve of that.
Oh why hello Hayao Miyazaki, another delightful film for us to feast on? Why thank you!
My favorite part of the trailer is a tie between Maggie Gyllenhaal and Allison Janney.
Guuuuuuuhh!!! My toes curl!!!
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