for the birds

Thursday, 25 September 2003

new to cities, i imagine
the man at the fruit stand
does he know there are places where the time doesn’t change?
where apples grow on trees
instead of carts?
has he ever sat on a porch swing
and watched the moon rise to cicada song?

even in the city i can miss the stars
and sometimes the noise is too much
to remember silence
 — or that life smells like more than a homeless man.

hey you. this is progress.
only some birds are at home here.
so i guess i’ll settle in
in New York City i am pigeon-​colored.

soap opera

Many things need be said herewith.

i was a set p.a. for only two days. they were rather uneventful days at that, and mostly consisted of me running errands for people less competent at their jobs than me at mine. [i suppose that isn’t saying much, because a semi-​housebroken colobus could be a p.a.] then again, the producer told my surrogate family here [the art department] that i made all the other p.a.s look like halfwits. everybody involved in this gig that can actually do their job well thinks i’m great. they say i work hard and can actually think. i’m happy with this praise, and i hope i can live up to it.

now i have moved up a bracket, i’m actually getting paid 350 a week and i’m driving the art truck since the [rumored] coke-​head that drove it quit after losing his wallet and petty cash [the same wallet including the petty cash was later found at Floyd Bennett Field but poor Mr. Ex-​Art Truck Driving Guy has burnt too many bridges.] The vehicle i inherited from this person was even less reliable than his sniffles. it barely made it across brooklyn to the prod. offices and even less barely made it back to FBF the next day. we stopped and noticed a trail of transmission fluid in our wake and a steaming puddle of the same was forming underneath the vehicle.
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the director, Michael Phelan;

Sunday, 21 September 2003


the director, Michael Phelan; the production designer, Steven Jordan; and the 1st Assistant Director, Marlene something or other

Friday, 19 September 2003

Catch-​up

Wednesday, 17 September 2003

i’ve had a busy last few days. each day has been around 16 hours or so, running all over brooklyn and the village doing various and sundry things for many eclectic reasons. it is major fun, but also quite tiring. i haven’t had a chance to check my email for three days now. i’m enjoying myself though. i’ve looked up information for the editor’s guild here, i’m going to call up and see if they can direct me toward a person who is in need of an apprentice editor. membership in the guild is $1000 for an apprentice editor, and that does not include dues, test fees [if any] etc. A full picture editor has the capabilities of pulling in over 100k a year, and that would be my goal, to be a full picture editor.

i’m missing my own space a bit, i have no chance to listen to music, though every once and a while I get the chance to play a song or two. I was disappointed in Andrew W.K.‘s latest, It isn’t nearly as entertaining as I Get Wet. I’ve not had the opportunity to listen to any of the Decemberists stuff yet, and I bought David Bowie’s latest last night and listened to the first song. It was a damn good song, so I have high hopes for the album. When he gets off to a good start he usually keeps on going.

I took my film to Spectra in Greenwich Village and hopefully will get to pick it up this evening. I didn’t get a picture disk along with it because that would have been an extra 12 bucks so then i’ll have to scan the ones i like in before i’ll be able to post them, also, since i don’t have my album generator software with me, it’ll probably look like crap. But stop complaining already!

Several Circles

Sunday, 14 September 2003

Saturday I went to the Guggenheim, where the exhibit was titled ‘From Picasso to Pollock’ and was a collection of Moden Art from those bookended by the timeperiods of those artists. One of the annexes was dedicated to the works of my favorite modern artist Kandinsky. It was absolutely wonderful to see the collection they had of his works. Two of Picassos earlier works ‘Fernande in a Black Mantilla’ and ‘Woman Ironing’ were very effective.

When I left, I bought a hot dog and walked through Central Park from the Resevoir to Times Square where I visited the Virgin Megastore and bought all 3 Decemberists releases, and the new Andrew W.K. On the 16th David Bowie’s newest comes out and as per Phil’s instructions I will attempt to procure the Some Girls CD. Today I have done very little, instead I am resting in order to work well next week and catch up on email correspondence and such. If all goes well, sometime next week I will have some pictures to post.