self discoveries
Mar. 11th, 2007 12:30 pmanother thing i remembered - i love film. i am a huge fucking film geek. i am so used to deferring to the film geekery of filmmaker rooster since that's her art and all. but i forget how much of the film / pop culture brain i have. how many film books i bought on my own. how much of my building star sightings was all movie this and pop culture that. how EXCITED i get about film stuff. i bought a script for pandora's box. how amazing is it to buy a script for a SILENT FILM. that's HISTORY PEOPLE. not dry facts in a book - but how art used to HAPPEN. wow. so amazing. america felt alive for me down there. art felt alive and happening and present everywhere. we weren't in the blonde and white and star sort of areas. we were around the real people. and it just felt so good. i was full of exclamations all over the place but so excited. and hey - i got cat called. and it wasn't icky. "nice legs" hmmm - something oddly validating in that. and it's not a compliment i have ever gotten. it was so far from sleazy - it was strange even if just in that. same tone as someone saying nice coat.
there is a theater there that only and always plays silent films. i almost took a picture of pola negri's hollywood star. louise brooks doesn't have one - but apparently i could nominate her.
i am starstruck by a city.
it wasn't what i expected.
it was so so so much more.
there is a theater there that only and always plays silent films. i almost took a picture of pola negri's hollywood star. louise brooks doesn't have one - but apparently i could nominate her.
i am starstruck by a city.
it wasn't what i expected.
it was so so so much more.