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okay, so when we get together with our platypusses we can leave the tv off
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Honestly, if I had the opportunity to ditch the tv from my life... it wouldn't be too hard. Maybe a pang or two but would quickly recover. Or even smashing televisions or blasting them... could be good therapy. But other persons near have better appreciation for tv than I do, so, it's on, and I either do what I can to ignore it or sometimes get sucked in, and hate myself even more for letting it happen. Especially those wife swaps and the couples with five hundred children... maybe it's art that's way beyond my meager mental faculties... entirely possible.
There was this bridge just off main street of the town I grew up in. We used to throw televisions and various electronics off it about once a month when we were 19, 20. Really only stuff we found on the curb on garbage night. It was a very satisfying crunch, a television or computer monitor hitting 30-40 feet below on a road. They even boarded up the walkway we used to launch from, we just climbed over and heaved the nintendo, stereo system, record player, possibly a chamber from a toilet. I'd say go ahead and find a bridge and go for it, you can always buy a new TV, or maybe it's the shows you think you'll miss, you can always DL them or watch them on Hulu.
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Sounds like a fun and healthy outlet. And we have a bridge. Unfortunately such an act would cause unnecessary domestic tensions.
But by golly if we ever do get a new TV... yeah... I have a feeling a little sledgehammer art might offer expressive opportunities. Oh and thanks for reminding me about the bridge, because I really need to get out and walk more, because it's a peachy summer this year... shame to let it go to waste.
Hey, did you already get the good out of your idea or...?
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Well that's not very environmentally friendly is? Who wants to look over a bridge and see the littered mess you left?
No, it's not environmentally friendly, but those town workers would have it all cleaned up the very next morning. Now that I'm all grown up I don't destroy rubbish TVs anymore. Although I found this box of trophies and have been placing them around my friends front lawns.
I've been writing poems recently, but not around my original idea. I think I have to let it sit in the back of my head for another year.
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I do recall an incident of going around changing everyones garden gates .......
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Know the feeling.
Got a few sitting back there too.
It's very frustrating because of never really finishing or barely beginning these great ideas, but on the other hand, there's plenty to dream about and mentally organize or envision, maybe something forgotten will pop out like it was new.
Been listening to some old and failed cd-r's, and like I said before, some of what I thought sounded good, doesn't sound so good now, but some of what I thought didn't sound so good sounds better than I thought I remembered. Wouldn't throw any of it away... but this was from about three years ago, and it was about then that I lost the whammy bar, which I didn't sweat too much about, because I didn't use it much, and since then I kind went in the more stripped down feel... but a few of these have tracks where I'd give that whammy a little touch or tug, and it really adds to the sound. And I was more bold with delays and slides and stuff. But now I'm really missing that bar. Just something to grab if you can't think of what to do; give it yank and buy a couple seconds.
Been feeling a rambly bendy prosy bug crawling close. It's the weather. Pretty sure. Unseasonably mild. Like autumn almost.
I think the common denominator on all this would be Newness. If you can keep something new and fresh running in whatever you do... novelty. Or some kind of rhythm.
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I think there's something in our psyches with makes us want to throw stuff off of bridges.
I remember walking across the river with a briefcase and getting this urge to just toss it in the water, but never did. Just one of those strange urges.
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hey you made me laugh
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hi, guys. It's been an interesting week. My daughter's 17th b-day was this week. It's just hard for me to accept that she is 17. And, here it is, almost time for her to start her senior year in high school. sigh. I just keep thinking that next year at this time, she'll be getting ready to leave for college.
On a lighter note, I got a new toy.. Dragon NaturallySpeaking software. You know, the software that turns your speech into written text. I've been learning it and using it for my freelance work. So far, it's pretty decent. My only issues with it right now is that it has slowed down my ability to Copy & Paste and it won't work in Word for me unless I save the doc as plain text, close it, then reopen it.. which basically means it only works in Notepad.
Yesterday was rough as hell. I had a PTSD-related meltdown in the middle of a grocery store. My aunt separated from me and I got overwhelmed with anxiety and feeling threatened. I started crying and couldn't stop. very embarrassing. The cashier ran to get me some tissues.. REALLY embarrassing...
So, how r u guys doing?
On a lighter note, I got a new toy.. Dragon NaturallySpeaking software. You know, the software that turns your speech into written text. I've been learning it and using it for my freelance work. So far, it's pretty decent. My only issues with it right now is that it has slowed down my ability to Copy & Paste and it won't work in Word for me unless I save the doc as plain text, close it, then reopen it.. which basically means it only works in Notepad.
Yesterday was rough as hell. I had a PTSD-related meltdown in the middle of a grocery store. My aunt separated from me and I got overwhelmed with anxiety and feeling threatened. I started crying and couldn't stop. very embarrassing. The cashier ran to get me some tissues.. REALLY embarrassing...
So, how r u guys doing?
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Wow. Turning speech into written text. Ohhh... that would be heaven, or close to heaven, or a really great section of heaven.
Sorry to hear about your meltdown... hope you're better. Nice cashier.
I got in a mood and resubmitted some stuff, slightly touched up, but certainly open to more improvement, but maybe somebody out there will get something good out of a stray sentence or two. If so, what more could a poor boy ask for... Plus, a few new ideas is cookin... some time ago you mentioned Texture. That's stuck with me... I like it. I keep thinking: textured mazes, funhouses with rubbery stairs and rooms that change shapes and colors... not necessarily story-heavy, more sensation-heavy. Play with opposites. I wish the actual execution came as easy as the ideas...
Good to see ya, hang in there... you have allies out here.
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Funny you should bring up texture again. We just happen to be using texture in art school right now. I posted an assignment last night in which we had to use texture, volume, shading, etc. I wasn't sure about my finished product. I was afraid the design was too simple, and I contemplated adding something. But, anything I could think to add just didn't feel right. It felt arbitrary.
Well after I posted my design with a question asking if it was too simple, and my professor called my design "awesome." So, I'm glad I followed my instinct and didn't add anything to it.
Oh, and remember how I asked if anyone knew about that Google scam? I did a search for info on it and found a YouTube video that explained the scam. Very well done explanation.. I added it to my blog.. along with why the Google scam pisses me off so much.
http://pathfrompoverty.blogspot.com/
See what I mean? People taking advantage of others just really gets to me.
Well after I posted my design with a question asking if it was too simple, and my professor called my design "awesome." So, I'm glad I followed my instinct and didn't add anything to it.
Oh, and remember how I asked if anyone knew about that Google scam? I did a search for info on it and found a YouTube video that explained the scam. Very well done explanation.. I added it to my blog.. along with why the Google scam pisses me off so much.
http://pathfrompoverty.blogspot.com/
See what I mean? People taking advantage of others just really gets to me.
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Oh no, it's funny you mention what you mention. Because inside a brief gap in time between looking over a version of a previous submission I never submitted, and fixing up some breakfast, clarity came.
I know why my stuff doesn't appeal to too many and why it never will. And understanding this, this new clarity, makes it easier to handle.
Because the version I was looking over contained many departures into scenes and info and details completely irrelevant to the story. Well that's no-no numero uno. But to me, that's what makes it interesting. Yet that tendency was among the main things that I was called to task for, at least around here, which I made attempts to correct, but was never really happy doing so.
So, thanks to your inspiring courage, I'm just gonna admit that I love the irrelevant details, and I also love the implausible. When I'm letting them run free, I'm smiling and laughing. When I begin to believe I must exert stricter controls on them, the laughter dies and the smiles disappear.
Glad you showed up, S.
I know why my stuff doesn't appeal to too many and why it never will. And understanding this, this new clarity, makes it easier to handle.
Because the version I was looking over contained many departures into scenes and info and details completely irrelevant to the story. Well that's no-no numero uno. But to me, that's what makes it interesting. Yet that tendency was among the main things that I was called to task for, at least around here, which I made attempts to correct, but was never really happy doing so.
So, thanks to your inspiring courage, I'm just gonna admit that I love the irrelevant details, and I also love the implausible. When I'm letting them run free, I'm smiling and laughing. When I begin to believe I must exert stricter controls on them, the laughter dies and the smiles disappear.
Glad you showed up, S.
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There's a need to feel accepted. For an artist, poet, or writer, this can lead to the urge to tailor one's work for mass approval.
I was listening to tapes of a class in screenwriting, and something the instuctor said hit home. The goal is not to violate the rules of a genre, but to transcend them. He then went on to share ways that a screewriter can transcend the rules for each of the major film genre.
It really got me thinking that if the measure of a really great film is that it "transcends" the rules, why do we even have rules for any art? Then, I remembered Jacob's Ladder. Did you ever watch a movie so far from the rules that it just confused the hell out of you? The rebel in me appreciates the act of being different and breaking the rules, but I sure didn't get anything out of it.
So, I think that's what the instuctor was talking about. If you want people to be able to get something out of it, then certain rules have to be followed so that it makes sense to the audience. Some rules can be challenged and played with. And, I think that even the basic rules can be violated as long as the writer takes care to make the necessary things evident to the audience.
I was listening to tapes of a class in screenwriting, and something the instuctor said hit home. The goal is not to violate the rules of a genre, but to transcend them. He then went on to share ways that a screewriter can transcend the rules for each of the major film genre.
It really got me thinking that if the measure of a really great film is that it "transcends" the rules, why do we even have rules for any art? Then, I remembered Jacob's Ladder. Did you ever watch a movie so far from the rules that it just confused the hell out of you? The rebel in me appreciates the act of being different and breaking the rules, but I sure didn't get anything out of it.
So, I think that's what the instuctor was talking about. If you want people to be able to get something out of it, then certain rules have to be followed so that it makes sense to the audience. Some rules can be challenged and played with. And, I think that even the basic rules can be violated as long as the writer takes care to make the necessary things evident to the audience.
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So I suppose the solution would be, if along the way you come to a place where you're tempted to violate a rule, but you hesitate because, you know, you know it's a violation, then you should go ahead and violate. Let instinct have its way. Then you'll have it. May not necessarily use it, or use it all... something to play with. Put all the pieces on the table and figure out which ones appeal most. You can choose the ones that feel good to you or ones you speculate will feel good to others. Or go down the middle, half self-pleasure, half other-pleasure, 30-70, 60-40, or even ??-??. Or just patch together twenty different versions. Let em all have a go.
Pretty stuff, sure, but this inner violator has been kept down too long. Think this will be the season to let him out and flex and run and leave scattered irrelevances in its wide overwrought wake.
Pretty stuff, sure, but this inner violator has been kept down too long. Think this will be the season to let him out and flex and run and leave scattered irrelevances in its wide overwrought wake.
So I suppose the solution would be, if along the way you come to a place where you're tempted to violate a rule, but you hesitate because, you know, you know it's a violation, then you should go ahead and violate. Let instinct have its way. Then you'll have it. May not necessarily use it, or use it all... something to play with. Put all the pieces on the table and figure out which ones appeal most. You can choose the ones that feel good to you or ones you speculate will feel good to others. Or go down the middle, half self-pleasure, half other-pleasure, 30-70, 60-40, or even ??-??. Or just patch together twenty different versions. Let em all have a go.
Pretty stuff, sure, but this inner violator has been kept down too long. Think this will be the season to let him out and flex and run and leave scattered irrelevances in its wide overwrought wake.
Not to put my nose in someone else's conversation, but art as commodity, art accepted by the masses equaling dollar signs is sometimes, seems often, in conflict with the art/rules accepted by artistic communities. Pop music and popular fiction, popular movies are pretty much all panned by the professionals in each field. So she sets the rules for popular appeal in music, while some other group of artists set the rules for acceptance in that art.
I guess I should give an example. Britney spears is one of the most popular performing artists of the last twenty years and has mass appeal, while there isn't a musician or singer who'd say she belongs anywhere near the top of their respective field of art.
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Jacob's Ladder
Sounds familiar but not sure I saw it. Maybe. Have to check it out.
But I did and do love the Big Lebowski, which does have sort of a story but also a lot of tangents, and if they'd cut out the tangents for the sake of more conventional story-driving, it wouldn't near as interesting.
Another unseasonably cool day. So so sweet it is.
Sounds familiar but not sure I saw it. Maybe. Have to check it out.
But I did and do love the Big Lebowski, which does have sort of a story but also a lot of tangents, and if they'd cut out the tangents for the sake of more conventional story-driving, it wouldn't near as interesting.
Another unseasonably cool day. So so sweet it is.
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Like always you offer plenty to think on.
For starters: there's communities and there's communities, and communities within communities, and some communities are huge and are where many dwell and visit while other communities are smaller and on the fringes. They each develop rules that work for them? And if someone is the sort who is attracted to this or that community, they'd have to decide how far they'd want to comply with that community's rules for the sake of acceptance? Or decline involvement in that community.
And if Lit is a community?
Hm, that'd be an interesting question.
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Ty, bflaggy! This is a point that I meant to bring up. When I consider whether or not I should try to turn my art or poetry into something with mainstream appeal, I often think about the rulebreakers I love. My favorite book is Dante's Inferno. Talk about your rulebreakers! Then, my beloved van Gogh.. who took some from what was popular, pushed it and pulled it and made it his own.
Music is an excellent example in how this plays out. Selling tons of CD's does not say anything more than the person sure knows how to market themselves to the masses.
Dante is one of my favorites too. I wrote a few acrostic poems with some of his greatest lines.
I don't know if poetry has mainstream appeal beyond greeting cards and song lyrics. Painting's still a thriving field, probably more interesting in the commodity vs. creativity pull. There are websites where you can donate money to painters and receive art in return, I can't imagine poets getting the same funding.
I think when we talk about who we want to appeal to in poetry we're really just talking about other poets, the literotica user, the academic poet. For me it comes down to wanting people to read my work and enjoy it, read it again and again. The painter can paint for the appreciation of other painters, but it's not anything like how poets write for other poets. I think I'd rather sell paintings that hang in people's living rooms as opposed to books that they might read once or twice then sit in dust on their shelf(the success of the most successful of poets.)
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So we could say that this stuff ain't quite like kicking a field goal.
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The first time I saw Space Odyssey when I was a very naive teenager (yes we were far more naive in those days!) it completely lost me, but oh the wonderment of just enjoying the film for what it was and the awesome spine tingling music was enough. Many the times I have read poetry on here and my spine has tingled and haven't left a comment because I couldn't put into words just what it was that stirred me often because sometimes I didn't even understand it.
I love Salvador Dali's paintings for the same reason they draw me in always something new to study and find that I never saw before, I wouldn't want them explained to me I'd rather go to my own place not someone elses imaginings.
I hope you are feeling so much better now I hate the thought of you feeling so lost we all feel lost at some point in our lives so ooba hugs from me
I love Salvador Dali's paintings for the same reason they draw me in always something new to study and find that I never saw before, I wouldn't want them explained to me I'd rather go to my own place not someone elses imaginings.
I hope you are feeling so much better now I hate the thought of you feeling so lost we all feel lost at some point in our lives so ooba hugs from me
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The first time I saw Space Odyssey when I was a very naive teenager (yes we were far more naive in those days!) it completely lost me, but oh the wonderment of just enjoying the film for what it was and the awesome spine tingling music was enough. Many the times I have read poetry on here and my spine has tingled and haven't left a comment because I couldn't put into words just what it was that stirred me often because sometimes I didn't even understand it.
I love Salvador Dali's paintings for the same reason they draw me in always something new to study and find that I never saw before, I wouldn't want them explained to me I'd rather go to my own place not someone elses imaginings.
I hope you are feeling so much better now I hate the thought of you feeling so lost we all feel lost at some point in our lives so ooba hugs from me
was the "feeling lost" thng related to my meltdown? LOL I reread my post, and I guess someone who is not familiar with PTSD could have easily mistaken my description of my meltdown as anxiety or fear cuz I was separated from my aunt. Kinda cute interpretation.. I picture a two yo starting to cry.
No, dearest Annie. Everyone is a threat to me in my hellish world. Logically, I know that I was not in danger of being raped again in the middle of a grocery store, but I couldn't stop the overwhelming fear and anxiety. See, whenever I go out in public, I have to be with someone.. either my aunt, mom, a friend, or even my case manager will take me to the store and appointments. People serve as a distraction. It keeps me focused on the person I am with instead of being hypervigilant about everyone around me.
My one therapist suggested that I start to try to go out in public alone, but with an MP3 player to distract me. Not sure if that will work. I wish I felt safe in my neighborhood to test that theory. You can't very well feel safe when one of the men who sexually assaulted you lives across the street and stands in his doorway and watches me if I go outside.
Anyway, don't feel bad for not understanding me and the PTSD. That's the reason I started ptsdcentral.com. It's a very misunderstood condition.
