Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Treading into New Snow

Trying out some new things with Dreamweaver, in a haphazard guess-and-check sort of way for the blog. It's amazing how exhausting the last few days have been considering that I am in class for a few short hours every day. My video class is going well and I think I have some good ideas, although working with a literary mind that prefers words and a class that seeks to express emotion pictorially - perhaps there's an obvious obstacle there. I am starting to think more seriously about the prospect of writing a graduation speech, as I must submit a draft by Friday. Lots of meetings, reading through some texts and exhibit catalogues about video art, it's snowing again. Kristin's visit has been pretty lazy. That's about it really - longer oration planned when inspiration strikes.
posted by lmjasinski at 1:41 PM