Wednesday, 4 July 2018
Lame overburn.
Horror behemoths ...
Slowly - it takes me three or four days to manage through it, reading tons of material about the film, watching loads of videos debating them - I'm working my way through the giants of psycho horror... I'm just done with the Shining and have began Clockwork Orange ... (Ye, my Kubrick phase, it would seem, though I never really warmed up to his pompous convoluted opera ... ) The General gets angry with me if he catches me, aware I reap the worst nightmares for stretching my empathy to these lengths - because I really do get invested and these worlds and moments freak me out, but ... I'm exercising dividing my perception from that of a victim to that of an investigator of a wrongdoing. The difference is skin, penetrated. There is a world on the outside of skin and the world on the inside and I need thicker skin.
Tuesday, 3 July 2018
I woke up today with the MOTHER of all headaches ... Even towards noon I was getting a bit heavy-headed, but it's so unusual for me to have one, like, maybe one in three years..., I just ignored it and offed to have our usual nap ... An hour of suffering later I finally woke up to the fullest and was on the verge of tears, sick to my stomach for pain ... No amount of willing it away, breathing, nothing convinced my head to stop twisting itself into a knot of barbed wire ... I barely managed to get off the bed and have a glass of water ... But still it didn't help. Ultimately I caved in and just took a pill, but I hate to be in pain and not know the reason. I am so often able to will it away it pisses me off when I lose a fight to it...
Shoot by the river...
| Barky, finding a soft spot on the expensive reflector cover :D |
Had a rad shoot by the river yesterday, which was simultaneously awesome and awful. Awesome, because the light played well into my hopes, despite the weather, the glitter I bought turned out adorable, the mood was cool, even the crazy dog behaved. Awful, because we were at the part of the river where at times nudists bask, which in itself I don't mind, and the last time we were there to shoot people were very discreet. Alas, the guy who arrived now not only stayed very close but also began to beat the sausage rather blatantly. We tried to move, but then another showed up and when finally three naked men ame there to masturbate, one of the girls walked over and asked WTF, at which point they apologised and fled. Just like that. Sickening, really. And I'm a little bit ashamed for not having handled it more agressively. In all honestly I simply did not want to look, see or comprehend they were there. I just did my thing. Which was applying cold water and glitter onto the model :D
Monday, 2 July 2018
Why, yes, I have added yet another argument onto my list of 'why you should always have coffee before you leave the house' ... Thank you for asking. Oh, why, you ask? Well, it's just because yesterday I managed to pull my summer shorts OVER my indoor-summer-pajama-shorts and didn't notice that until way later in the day. People just assumed it's some weird new style I'm rocking, wearing clothes over PJs in the middle of the summer. I'm just saying. There's a reason why brain invented coffee, admitting it may save a life some day ...
Let's file this one right under the one where I stared at a train schedule for 10 minutes, trying to figure out which train will take me to the uphill castle, before I managed to remember I'm at the station for a taxi.
Hashtag: the list is getting long...
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