2015

Summer Vibes: Everyone by Tees (2015)

Full disclosure: this one is super catchy and will make you want to dance . Without feeling like a throwback, something about it makes me want to listen to some of the songs on Primal Scream's Screamadelica or Happy Mondays or Stone Roses or other madchestery acid house tinged tunes of the early 90s. The love-everyone-positive sunshiny lyrics contribute to that sentiment, I suppose. All I know for sure is I'm failing miserably at resisting the strong urge to hit repeat every time the song ends. Hashtag Infinite feedback loop. 

Video https://youtu.be/ACQXL1I0Xxw

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Summer Vibes: REALiTi by Grimes (2015)

Obviously, the perfect song to herald Independence Day weekend In the good ol' U.S. of the A is a j-pop-tinged electroromp by a young, iconoclastic Canadian bedroom synth maven. Duh! Actually, we still have a ways to go before living up to the testament of the Declaration of Independence, but it's reaffirming to know that we are making progress towards ensuring that's not just a bunch of pretty words on paper, but an accurate description of how life is for all in this country.

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Summer Vibes: Le lac d'or by Moodoïd feat. Melody's Echo Chamber (2015)

This woozy psychedelic melody featuring Melody's Echo Chamber is  an excellent guilty-pleasure for trippin' la lumière fantastique.

BTW, the ï with the umlaut or dieresis in Moodoïd, sounds like 'ee' in English. Ergo, it's pronounced Mood-OH-eed. It's good to know things like that so when you're trying to sound all savvy and cool, you actually DO sound all savvy and cool.

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Cine Gazing: Early Spring by Yasujirō Ozu (1956)

DoP: Yûharu Atsuta

Preceding Malle's «Ascenceur pour l'échafaud» as well as Truffaut's «Les Quatre cent coups» by two years, Early Spring foreshadowed the move towards the intimate, quotidian microcosmic film narratives that would become the keystone of the European "New Wave" cinematic movements of the 1960's; effectively washing over the traditional storytelling styles and themes; and moreover, quintessentially redefine the quality of acting, the type of stories told, push the boundaries of the medium and renew the visual presentation of mainstream films from then on out. But every fire has a spark. And watching Early Spring as well as other later Ozu works, it doesn't take much to see that they provided many sparks of brilliance that helped feed that nascent, revolutionary fire. 

The use of gaze, how it is averted, how it is cast, is outstanding in its complexities and how beautifully it's used to add another layer of narrative and emotional conveyance. The phrase "subtle yet palpable" best describes these visual cues. It's a thing of beauty, like witnessing an harmonious, impromptu dance, or a seemingly-perfect asymmetric composition. Yasujirō Ozu is one of my favorite directors and Early Spring is a good example as to the stories he chooses to tell and how he chooses to tell them that is so special and touching in the beauty.

N.B.: Running commentary captions included. May contain spoilers. 

 The morning after their illicit rendezvous, she gazes at him bewitched by the gauzy glowing blur cast by post-coital bliss.

The morning after their illicit rendezvous, she gazes at him bewitched by the gauzy glowing blur cast by post-coital bliss.

 He gazes, realizing he has lost the enthusiasm of her admiration. 

He gazes, realizing he has lost the enthusiasm of her admiration. 

 Here, a loveless marriage where the parties cannot even bear to face one another. 

Here, a loveless marriage where the parties cannot even bear to face one another. 

 The death of wifehood is welcomed, staring blankly upwards, on a lonely night full of doubt, suspicion, and resentment. 

The death of wifehood is welcomed, staring blankly upwards, on a lonely night full of doubt, suspicion, and resentment. 

 A conclusion of sorts is established by looking at one another; signifing the split of two separate individual lives bridged by the unspoken bond of shared memories.

A conclusion of sorts is established by looking at one another; signifing the split of two separate individual lives bridged by the unspoken bond of shared memories.

Playlist: Mentí... Sentí.

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A few good tunes currently in heavy repeat mode. Take a listen or two, and you're sure to find something that stimulates you or sets your heart a flutter as much as mine. 

FYI: In Español castellano, "sentí" is the 1st person past participle of the verb "sentir" meaning to feel, and in some contexts to care. "Mentí" is that same tense, but of the verb "mentir", meaning to (tell a) lie. 

Sentimenti also refers to feelings or sentiments, in Italiano. The name of the playlist is a little play on all of those terms, reflexivity and mirroring, and the sometimes deceptive nature of emotions. Syntax matters, I suppose.

Color & Pattern Sketches

I tried to get what I 'see' in my head down as quick, inaccurate, sloppy expressions while waiting for precious French dyes to arrive and confined to 'rest' due to a silly cold.

 

Because I was trained in illustration only, I don't really know how to use only one medium to express color, texture, line, depth, etc. Here I used Staedtler color pen and Pelikan gouache palette.

I indulged in the pleasures afforded by this playlist as well as this one.
 

This is not necessarily to be taken as a sign of things to come. It's mostly sharing the process and the prettiness of colors.