Thursday, January 24, 2008
Lesen: Performance Photos #2
My Boston, 2005, Performance, Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, USA
When I was young, my mother often told me “ You have to study hard so when you grow up you have a bright future. ” But I never liked to read books. Whenever I read a book my mind always wanders off and I fall fast asleep. I tried many different ways to keep myself awake and concentrate. For example, I would bite my hands, stab my flesh with a pen, and in winter I would dunk my head into a pot of freezing cold water. I couldn’t help it, I would forget what I read immediately, so I read again and I still can’t remember, not to mention I couldn’t understand it at all. Later on, I had a great idea. Everyday I’d tear a page out of a book and eat it. The result was I couldn’t digest it at all, and I shit out the exact same thing as I ate. I had many dreams involving books. In one of the dreams I discover all the books that I have ever owned were being blown all over the sky by a mighty wind. Suddenly, in a split second, all the books were floating on the river toward the East. it was very unpredictable.
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Zhang Huan Performance and Photos
Family Tree, 2000, New York, USA
"I have been feeling pain on the left side of my chest for over a year, which lately seems to have gotten worse. I sense an ill omen and am afraid that something unpredictable might happen.
More culture is slowly smothering us and turning our faces black. It is impossible to take away your inborn blood and personality. From a shadow in the morning, then suddenly into the dark night, the first cry of life to a white-haired man, standing lonely in front of window, a last peek of the world and a remembrance of an illusory life.
I invited 3 calligraphers to write texts on my face from early morning until night. I told them what they should write and to always keep a serious attitude when writing the texts even when my face turns to dark. My face followed the daylight till it slowly darkened. I cannot tell who I am. My identity has disappeared. "
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Word of the week
Spoonerism:
noun. the transposition of initial or other sounds of words, usually by accident, as in a blushing crow for a crushing blow.
Origin: 1895–1900; after W. A. Spooner (1844–1930), English clergyman noted for such slips
A reversal of sounds in two words, with humorous effect. Spoonerisms were named after William Spooner, an English clergyman and scholar of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. In one spoonerism attributed to him, he meant “May I show you to another seat?” but said, “May I sew you to another sheet?”
--All this thank you to the lovely, dictionary.com
noun. the transposition of initial or other sounds of words, usually by accident, as in a blushing crow for a crushing blow.
Origin: 1895–1900; after W. A. Spooner (1844–1930), English clergyman noted for such slips
A reversal of sounds in two words, with humorous effect. Spoonerisms were named after William Spooner, an English clergyman and scholar of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. In one spoonerism attributed to him, he meant “May I show you to another seat?” but said, “May I sew you to another sheet?”
--All this thank you to the lovely, dictionary.com
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Homage To Joni
"Down To You"
Everything comes and goes
Marked by lovers and styles of clothes
Things that you held high
And told yourself were true
Lost or changing as the days come down to you
Joni, oh Joni. Since my pseudonym is taken from this Lady's song, I must include her in my posts. Love Actually expresses it best: " I love her. And true love lasts a lifetime. Joni Mitchell is the woman who taught your cold English wife how to feel." One Goal for Passport Smiles' Life: Learn to play Joni's songs on meine Gitarre
Everything comes and goes
Pleasure moves on too early
And trouble leaves too slow
Just when you're thinking
You've finally got it made
Bad news comes knocking
At your garden gate
Knocking for you
Constant stranger
You're a brute you're an angel
You can crawl you can fly too
It's down to you
It all comes down to you
Everything comes and goes
Marked by lovers and styles of clothes
Things that you held high
And told yourself were true
Lost or changing as the days come down to you
Joni, oh Joni. Since my pseudonym is taken from this Lady's song, I must include her in my posts. Love Actually expresses it best: " I love her. And true love lasts a lifetime. Joni Mitchell is the woman who taught your cold English wife how to feel." One Goal for Passport Smiles' Life: Learn to play Joni's songs on meine Gitarre
Everything comes and goes
Pleasure moves on too early
And trouble leaves too slow
Just when you're thinking
You've finally got it made
Bad news comes knocking
At your garden gate
Knocking for you
Constant stranger
You're a brute you're an angel
You can crawl you can fly too
It's down to you
It all comes down to you
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Music
Destination Ailleurs
So Passport Smiles is an ironic pseudonym, for it speaks of travels abroad which she has yet to do. Yet, do no fear, Passport Smiles, it is soon to happen, most likely the first destination will be Germany this summer. In addition, Passport Smiles has talked, dreamed, and attempted so many times to travel abroad, that she feels as if it has already been done. Well, throughout this blog her "Destination Ailleurs (Elsewhere)" dreams will be posted. And, to our wishes, she will eventually come back with grins from other places and post pictures taken herself, instead of from some obscure website in the internet abyss.
Well, here is one country from the many: Kyrgyzstan
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Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
SO, everyone as a child had a character from a movie.book.whatever. that he or she admired and wished to resemble in his or her life. For Passport Smiles, that was Barbara Streisand's character (Judy) in What's Up Doc, minus the extreme bad luck and catastrophic events she causes simply by being, herself. Yet, she embodied a strong woman whom Passport wanted to become: sharply witty, lighthearted, highly intelligent, uniquely styled, oddly beautiful, confident, and extremely quirky.
Judy: I know I'm different, but from now on I'm going to try and be the same.
Howard: The same as what?
Judy: The same as people who aren't different.
Eunice: Don't you know the meaning of propriety?
Judy: Propriety; noun: conformity to established standards of behavior or manner, suitability, rightness, or justice. See "etiquette."
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film
Friday, January 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Favorite Albums of 2007
My favorite Albums from 2007
1) Menomena: Friend or Foe
2) CSS: CSS
3) Wilco: Sky Blue Sky
4) Deerhoof: Friend Opportunity
5) Animal Collective: Strawberry Jam
6) Blonde Redhead: 23
7) The Shins: Wincing the Night Away
8) The National: The Boxer
9) Feist: The Reminder
10) The Arcade Fire: Neon Bible
11) Of Montreal: Are You the Destroyer?
12) Battles: Mirrored
Most expected to be added the List:
1) Radiohead
2) M.I.A
3) St. Vincent
1) Menomena: Friend or Foe
2) CSS: CSS
3) Wilco: Sky Blue Sky
4) Deerhoof: Friend Opportunity
5) Animal Collective: Strawberry Jam
6) Blonde Redhead: 23
7) The Shins: Wincing the Night Away
8) The National: The Boxer
9) Feist: The Reminder
10) The Arcade Fire: Neon Bible
11) Of Montreal: Are You the Destroyer?
12) Battles: Mirrored
Most expected to be added the List:
1) Radiohead
2) M.I.A
3) St. Vincent
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Top (blank) Lists
Gee, I wish I were a Jew, and I'd buy this phone!
From the iht.com, I read this article and it is hilariously cute!
"When Larry Pinczower switches on his cellphone, the seal of a rabbinate council appears. Unable to send text messages, take photographs or connect to the Internet, his phone is a religiously approved adaptation to modernity by the ultra-Orthodox sector of Israeli life.
More than 10,000 numbers for phone sex, dating services and the like are blocked, and rabbinical overseers ensure that the lists are up to date. Calls to other kosher phones are less than 2 cents a minute, compared with 9.5 cents for normal phones. But on the Sabbath any call costs $2.44 a minute, a steep religious penalty."
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Greetings to the abyss!
Well, this will be my third voice on the web: 1) facebook 2) myspace and finally 3) a blog. All this implies that I feel like I need to be heard and that others actually want to hear it. I most likely have mistaken the latter, but, nevertheless, will still pursue to shout on the web with ignorant bliss, assuming someone is listening. I have a quote book that holds collaged pages of lyrics and quotes from my favorite books, songs, and movies. I also have a journal that many times is unorganized and belated. This blog will seek to combine the two books oh so dear to my heart in a more vague fashion. So here it goes, blog number one...
From "Terrence, This is Stupid Stuff" by A.E. Housman
Why, if ’tis dancing you would be,
15
There’s brisker pipes than poetry.
Say, for what were hop-yards meant,
Or why was Burton built on Trent?
Oh many a peer of England brews
Livelier liquor than the Muse,
20
And malt does more than Milton can
To justify God’s ways to man.
Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink
For fellows whom it hurts to think:
Look into the pewter pot
25
To see the world as the world’s not.
From "Terrence, This is Stupid Stuff" by A.E. Housman
Why, if ’tis dancing you would be,
15
There’s brisker pipes than poetry.
Say, for what were hop-yards meant,
Or why was Burton built on Trent?
Oh many a peer of England brews
Livelier liquor than the Muse,
20
And malt does more than Milton can
To justify God’s ways to man.
Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink
For fellows whom it hurts to think:
Look into the pewter pot
25
To see the world as the world’s not.
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