Allen's Zoo

Playing with shapes
June 20, 2012, 8:09 pm
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Playing with shapes by 9567
Playing with shapes, a photo by 9567 on Flickr.

As I’ve mentioned previously (on this blog) I find this kind of play helpful to me. Not only does it help me loosen up and helps me move into work that’s more expressive, less predictable. Play’s important for learning….I guess that’s generally accepted now.

            Jack Kerouac

The War’s Over
July 23, 2011, 7:57 am
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Taken during a road trip awhile back.

I felt I wanted to revisit this post first published May 3rd of this year.

When I asked my daughter what she thought about the recent news she said some were saying the war’s over at the school she attends. The more sober know it’s not.

Here’s the conundrum. We’re human. Humans are aggressive. If you see it just in the context of nations you’re blinding yourself. The seed of violence is in all of us. Whether it plays out in physical violence in one human and not another is inconsequential.

 Games Without Frontiers

August 12, 2010, 2:06 pm
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Here’s a funny story…There was this guy I’d run into every once in a while going to and from classes at Art Center College. He was friendly, one of the few people who’d say hello in recognition there. One day I turned on the T.V. and there he was being interviewed on the local news in the entertainment segment of the program. As I tuned in towards the end of the interview I could only gather he was an Illustration major (something I didn’t know) and made a short film for a class assignment that apparently turned out well. The film had been nominated to Cannes Film Festival’s short film category. The interviewer concluded the interview by asking him what grade he’d received. I was impressed by his ease in front of the camera. I would have been nervous.

It had been quite a while since I’d seen him the halls again. The next time I saw him coming down the hall he lifted his head, his eyes widened. I said “Hi”, wait, he was looking past me. I heard a girl behind me ecstatic with excitement. It was her he was greeting. I thought, “Oh”, a little embarrassed. Since then every time I see him in the halls people were always around him.

Later I was talking to a teacher, he mentioned this guy who made a film in his class. It was him. Come to find out he’s French, as in Cannes and comes from a well off family there. I thought, “Mmmm”.  I explained to my teacher as I had above. He replied apathetically  ” Fame changes everything”.


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