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but i HAVE been blogging here and there...

In my life, there aint nothing like a standard.. so chaos rules EVEN in my bloggin.  I'll try to combine a bit of both the other blogs here.  This blog is for MOI.  I try to keep it real.

sooooooooo

what have i REALLY been up to?

Wheeelllllll.   I got three new playhas on my Board of Directors.  Two of whom are mega big old freaking fish.  So big i cant name em.  When it is all signed i will, on my web site.  But not here.  No, not here.  Here is for MOI

Now, one would THINK that having big old playahs on my board would translate directly and immediatly into money.  But it dont.  I am looking at the longest, largest patch of unemployment i have ever ever seen.  Okay, so it is self imposed, and okay so i am not going to be sitting on my ass or anything like that.  But i sure as hell aint gonna be getting paid.

Been shooting with my Focus on Film kids doing "A Girl's Life" film ANA.  Our two day shoot turned into a seven day shoot with as many locations.  Ah Ya!  I really didn't think they would write a script as ambitious as they did....  Live and learn folks.

We have been beavering away at proposals for grant money.  But we will see, we will see.  (who is We you ask?  Focus On Film is we... www.focusonfilmhk.com)  I think it will take six to nine months for things to kick in.  In the meantime, i am going to write, produce and direct Y4.  A fantasy  sci fi esque short shot on RED.  Then i am directing a show reel in 3D... what AM i thinking... i HATE 3 D.  Well, i will try to make it palatable folks.  I promise. Oh, and then i'm going to Cannes.  Yes Dahlings, Cannes as in the south of france, lots of fab people dressed to kill taking themselves awfully seriously, lots of networking and lots and lots of drinking and eating.  God i miss France.

Oh MAN... me me me me me.  These blogs DO go on dont they?

On a lighter note.  I got sick this 'vacation'.  I was so damn tired and cramped up and in pain that i couldnt move.  I felt and looked about eighty years old.  But I get sick fast AND well fast so when my kids came for vacation for two days i just lay about and slept.  It was heaven.  We watched a bunch of movies in only two days:  Tropic Thunder we watched twice and i guarantee you there is on other family on the planet that can quote it after two viewings like we can.

On the viewing list:  The Assasiantion of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford.  In my book,  a masterpiece.  Watch it

Oh yes, and i finshed up a sound mix with sound designer extraordinaire Mr Ben who cooked us up a surround sound mix.  So  when "Memoirs of a Bitch", a homoerotic art house short, actually gets shown ,the audience will get blown away by they wont know what or from they wont know where!!!!!

Okay, you have had enough of me.

Ta ta and Happy Year of the OX

         

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Crazy, but true... this Battle Star Galactica thing that Jac has me addicted to is totally bringing out the lesbian in me.  Holy shit the women are hot!

I didnt dig the last episode though.  It was all like:  you are a cylon,... no YOU are a cylon... hey, i can PROVE you are a cylon... just hold still a minute... no.. no... the XO's drunken floosy wife MUST be a cylon.

Oh hell, why cant we ALL just be cylons.  I mean, they are hot, have great sex and are closer to God.  What's not to like?

But i digress

I really wanted to blog about getting back to dance class.  Specifically Ballet.  I can still jump, even at my age.  I can jump and travel and do all the big stuff.  Lot's of power in this little body still.  But , but , but...  the legs dont go up anymore, and i cant turn to save myself.  So tragic.  It is fun to have a sence of humor about it all.  I dont think the teacher has heard that many happily muttered explitives in a while.  Well, i get a lot of people smiling when i take class!

Threw together a few shots of.. well, yes, of the BSG hottie... but also of dance.  The company i used to dance for is here in a piece i used to do....  I dont have any photos of me dancing back in the day.  Not many pics were taken of the co when i was around.  It is weird.  There is archival stuff from the sixties and sevenites and then, in the eighties (when the company was in financial trouble) there is hardly anything.

Well, enjoy.  I am off for another episode of the BSG gals

Oh, the photo of the guy flipping the bird... that is what came up in the search for 'modern class'.  I was looking for photos of a modern dance class.... but i figure there is some truth in the mood of the sequence of the photos by leaving him in there...

Fuck dance!  Fuck life!  Love dance!  Love Life! 

Any of the above... done with passion... and it is all the same thing!

Been looking into concept for an event i'm doing.  Came across this poster for Cabaret.  I have never seen this before.  Loving it.  I guess i am into the vaguely creepy and disturbing stuff at the moment. 

God help the audience

Or maybe it has something to do with the focus on my leg since friday night.

Oh, yeah, friday night....

After being sworn to not go out, there i was, swept along by the crowd (well, okay, it was more ME that was sweeping the crowd along).  I guess seeing 'Dirty Blonde' at the Fringe got me going.  Play about Mae West and Cross Dressing.  Boy oh Boy was Miss Mae ahead of her time.  Did you know she was arrested for indecency?  Miss Thing had quite a rack, and the balls to shake it whenever she wanted.  Can you imagine: in those times?

Well, the mood was festive post show and off we went to dance a bit.  Actually, more like dance the night away as it were.  Near the end of our debauched evening someone walked past me in Gecko and their bag brushed my leg. I thought for a minute i had been burned by a cigarette.  Now i dont know what the hell was in this bag, but it sliced up my leg pretty bad.  I probably should get a stitch or two.  My friend Kin said:  'she was probably jealous'

Bless

Jealous... of me!!!  LOL

I think that Kin, an ex Disney performer, is REALLY an undercover Triad infiltrator.  I will HAVE to get his shirt off and check his tats.

• Project title:  Y4

• Project description:  Short narrative.  MAN takes his life.  In the other space  I, HE, SHE, IT, and THEM interrogate.  Through their questions MAN learns about his journey and where he is going.

• Test Shoot: Dec 08

• Principal photography:  Spring 09

• Format:  Pro HD/Red/Super 8

• Writer:  Ben Robinson

• Director:  Elissa Rosati

• Cinematographer:  Jacqueline Donaldson

• Sound Design: Ben Robinson

here is Chris Cunningham's work, providing some inpiration for the above project

Early Works by Chris Cunningham from cinnabar on Vimeo.

Whoa nelly....  i cant believe i am just discovering this artist.  What an original voice.

Aphex Twin - Windowlicker from ray.y on Vimeo.

this stuff is soooo weird, so satanic, so lost, so bizarre, so felliniesque (if fellini was a crack whore)

If this is what Mr Vix was on about then i am all for it. Let's bring this crazy side to Memoirs of a Bitch.  Just remember to make the main character gorgeous when you are not messing with it Mr Vix and Voila!  One more extraneous art house short film will be born. Now that i have figured out how to post on this thing, there will be no stopping me

 

Hey!  Put the computer down and FeeD ME

this is so random.  just mailed myself the first picture i found....  couldnt see what the actual picture was so i was taking quite a chance, let me tell you.

it happens to be a pic of a mosaic taken in the nyc subway from a trip, oh, about two years ago.

i'm gonna leave it

sometimes random = beautiful which as a statement would mean also something like: contrived = ugly

Huh?

I still need help figuring out how to embed the vid... oh, i just thought of something to try

brb

bloggin is like any new habit:  painful at first, but once you get rolling you just cant stop (what AM i on about)

I suppose the idea is:  write less, more pithy,  more frequently

That kind of arrangement only works if people actually read this thing. 

And dont, like, people have better things to do? (yeah, i'm talking to you)

Today i ventured (or adventured) into the great city of Boston to the Science Museum.  Interactive exhibits.  Yes, buttons can be pushed.  Oh and of course Imax films.  Man, schools of fish fly past your head- you almost feel like you are in the water with them.  Well, you would if there weren't scores of unruly children and adults seated around you yapping for the entire screening as though they were in their own living room....

The true adventure today was the driving.  Jeeze, i haven't driven in years.  God i miss it.  Makes me want to get a car in Hong Kong.  Something cute and cuddly and of course- stick shift.  At least Hong Kong is an island and you cant really get lost.  Not like Boston.  I figured out the reason that every single person's directions went something like:  "It's right over there!" or the other standby: "... just keep right...".  And this whether the directions were given conspiratorially at a toll booth, or suspiciously at an intersection from a pedestrian, or grumbled by a traffic cop, or screamed from a fellow driver's hastily rolled down window.

The reason being: it is frankly impossible to describe the why's and where fores of Bostons roads.  It takes too long to explain that even though you can see, smell and TASTE the fucking museum - there is no way in HELL you are gonna get over to it without going through several tolls, two bridges and a tunnell.

My kids faces were priceless.  At first it was disbelief.  Morgane managed an almost silent:  'so close' as we drifted by the museum and onto a major artery that took us, oh, about a half hour to find an exit off of.  After that it was soft giggles or gut busters all the way to the parking lot.  Ah, my kids are saints.  Good thing my dad wasnt driving- it would have been an agita fest to scare the likes of any Soprano's regular.

Oh, speaking of agita.  I found my accent back.  Full on Staten Island Italian American Princess stuff.  True, i never really spoke like that- but who cares.  Television has made it oh so cool to 'tawk like dis'.  And mine is kosher.

And speaking of kosher:  tomorrow i introduce Sebastien to a real bialy.  Say no more

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