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JOINED: July 25, 2010
NamqOh's RECommendations
Backdrop for LRRH. This link will allow you to download a higher resolution (22"w @ 300 dpi) layered psd file that has the complete background and the bed is on a separate layer.
http://homepage.mac.com/artanon/filechute/CottageInterior.zip
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The life of a stick figure is not an easy one. To be thrown onto the margins without a second glance To have a head that is barley a circle and arms that are different lengths He never complains. He would never try to save face, even if he had one. He chats with the scribbles and plays tick-tack-toe with the typos The actual notes always mean well but are not much for conversation It is a good life
While studying one day, he catches a glimpse at the other notebooks Why couldn't his artist be an artist? He will never hang in a museum and even if he did, who would see him? "A five year old could draw that!" they will sneer before moving onto the next picture, a picture with a face no doubt. He stays in the corner of the notebook and tries to be content
Maybe one day his artist will come back to his page, looking for their science notes or perhaps a phone number and they will see him there just as they left him. Maybe they will see him and maybe they will smile.
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BURNING dAN brightly embodied that bold beastly bliss sometimes referred to as "the creative spirit." He was my chief collaborator on the foundational incarnations of hitRECord.org over the years and continues to inspire us ever the more. He would absolutely positively insist that we not let this bad news deter us on our collective mission. That said, I might not feel up to it for a little while. Watching this community blossom into what it has become never ceased to amaze him and me. We would regularly marvel at it and high five. Thank you all for that. There he is now pouring heaping hollowed watermelons full of love over each and every one of us. Let's celebrate him, he's fucking awesome: http://www.hitrecord.org/records/234697 See you real soon, thanks again... <3 |
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natesname's got some really cool zombie footage on the site, and it's even better that he's uploaded a bunch of raw footage as well. And theboxsets has created a really cool beat that I REmixed and integrated into the reading by Joe to add some more layers of sound.
The horror... The horror...
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A tragicomedy . *************************** Act One A small boat in a still ocean. GRENFELL is asleep, scrunched up awkwardly in a foetal position and BURTON is staring out into the ocean vacantly. BURTON (to himself, loudly) aha! I see a ripple. GRENFELL awakes with a startle. GRENFELL: what?! BURTON: a rather peculiar ripple i see. GRENFELL: elaborate. BURTON: bigger than all the ripples we have seen today. Follow my eyes and you will see its aftermath. GRENFELL: stay still. Let me stand behind you. BURTON: I’d rather you not. GRENFELL: and why not? BURTON: You will tip the boat. GRENFELL: ok. BURTON: do you trust my perception at this time? GRENFELL: only 50% BURTON: explain this please. GRENFELL: well, when we were on land, with food in our bellies and some terra under our feet, i would trust your perceptions 100%. But now, since we are at sea and ever so quite delirious, my trust of your perceptions has been reduced somewhat. BURTON: by half? GRENFELL: yes, i would say so. BURTON: should i be offended? GRENFELL: not at all. BURTON: well, i feel offended. GRENFELL: hmm. BURTON: yes. A long pause as BURTON and GRENFELL gaze miserably out into the ocean. GRENFELL: can you still see the ripple? BURTON (using his two hands as binoculars) uh, i cannot see the ripple! GRENFELL: not even a slight one? BURTON: not even a bubble! GRENFELL: oh dear. Can you not adjust the lens? BURTON (looking at his hands) no. GRENFELL: Can i go back to sleep now? BURTON: it’ll be your turn on ripple watch soon enough, so don’t get too comfortable. GRENFELL: comfortable certainly is not the word i would use to describe any mini second of our current existence. BURTON: i concur. And i am close to tears. GRENFELL: be strong my friend, remember the story of Moby Dick? BURTON: no. GRENFELL: damn it, nor do i know much of this story, but what i do remember is that there was a giant sea monster. BURTON: I am scared. GRENFELL: of the sea monster? BURTON: yes. GRENFELL: it does not exist but on a page. BURTON: but what if that ripple i saw was the aftermath of an underwater breath from a giant sea creature? GRENFELL: you mean, from a gill? BURTON: oh yes. GRENFELL: It’s possible. It could be a sea bass. BURTON: let’s hope so. GRENFELL: what else could it be? Long pause. BURTON: a tear from God? GRENFELL: hmmm BURTON: no, that is a silly notion. GRENFELL: implausible, but poetic. BURTON: the ripple is either a result from below or above. GRENFELL: yes, more than likely from below though. BURTON: i concur. GRENFELL: how did we get here? BURTON: well, i don’t know. GRENFELL: and we have no oars either. BURTON: do we have any food or drink? GRENFELL: well, we have plenty of drink (gesturing to the sea) BURTON: are we not delirious enough? We cannot drink the sea. GRENFELL: i am not a big fan of salt. BURTON: it is good with certain fish. GRENFELL: hmm BURTON: i cannot swim. GRENFELL: i can a little. With the help of a buoy. BURTON: we have no boys around here. Why a boy? GRENFELL: they are strong enough to keep a human afloat. BURTON: i do not understand, you are a man, you are heavier than any boy. GRENFELL: but a man does not float like a buoy does. BURTON: and what about a girl? GRENFELL: oh dear. BURTON: what? GRENFELL: never mind. BURTON gets a pebble from his coat pocket and throws it into the sea, creating a ripple. CURTAIN |
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