I heard artist Jonathan Jones talk this afternoon, he seemed uncomfortable and embarrassed speaking to a group of people, but nonetheless he told stories which seemed to be already written in our brains. His stories were familiar, communal. He spells better with his artworks however.
I saw the film Ship of Theseus on Tuesday night as part of Sydney Film Festival. The writer/director gave a brief introduction to the film, and he spoke quietly, he said nearly nothing at all, except for phrases one learns by watching others who are more socially adept "thanks for making it out tonight guys". After which ensued a rich, long, living stream of beautifully articulated cinematography. Some people are very shy when it comes to vocalising their message. Some people just can't say what they mean, so instead meaning flops out of them in funny amorphous blobs which we call art.
Mmm blobby.
I saw the film Ship of Theseus on Tuesday night as part of Sydney Film Festival. The writer/director gave a brief introduction to the film, and he spoke quietly, he said nearly nothing at all, except for phrases one learns by watching others who are more socially adept "thanks for making it out tonight guys". After which ensued a rich, long, living stream of beautifully articulated cinematography. Some people are very shy when it comes to vocalising their message. Some people just can't say what they mean, so instead meaning flops out of them in funny amorphous blobs which we call art.
Mmm blobby.
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