Sheila Maldonado on womenpoetswearingsweatpants

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a-bittersweet-life:

David Fincher on the Responsibilities of Storytelling in Film

The director of Seven, Fight Club, The Social Network, and The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo begins by declaring that his responsibility as a film director is to place your eyes—the viewer’s eyes—where he feels best. This echoes what we learned from Joachim Trier in a previous post: the importance of "where you put your camera, how you perceive things, how you see them." Fincher proceeds to thoroughly explain his approach to filmmaking, how he portrays what the audience needs to know through a precise communication of information. As filmmakers, we need to know where the story is and how to show it, and David Fincher in this video on his film The Game gives us an exceptional perspective on this responsibility of every director—the responsibility towards the audience to present an engaging visual story.

Filmmaking isn’t if you can just strap on a camera onto an actor, and steadicam, and point it at their face, and follow them through the movie, that is not what moviemaking is, that is not what it’s about. It’s not just about getting a performance. It’s also about the psychology of the cinematic moment, and the psychology of the presentation of that, of that window.

David Fincher

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thesmithian:

Lena Horne at the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom

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PISSED

cheeskisrantsandraves:

My name is Charity Thomas and I’m coming out as a broke and angry 38 year old black woman.  It’s taken me a long time to write those words but it’s true.  I’d turned that anger in on myself and have been depressed for a very long time because I was ashamed.  Ashamed of being a stereotype.  Ashamed that maybe I wasn’t working hard enough to get a job (which for a while I wasn’t because the rejection was destroying my spirit).  Selling and liquidating all of the money I’d tucked away over the years.  Selling the life insurance policies that were bought for me when I was born by my sharecropping great grandparents.  Ashamed that all my education had lead me to have to consider food stamps. Ashamed that I chose to follow a passion and followed it half-heartedly.  Ashamed that I couldn’t even get server jobs because I’d never worked in service and felt that I was too old, too fat, too black with only one ACL to stand for 8 hours.   Ashamed that I didn’t have skills I didn’t ever think I’d need or want.

But the shame stops here.  I know I’m not the only one.  And keeping this to myself is isolating.  Because now I’m angry.  I’m angry and I want to use my anger for change.  I’m not even sure what kind of change yet, but I know I’m going to tell the story of change.  From being a debutante to using change to buy food on some days.

I know I could have done better with my money, but I didn’t.  I got a computer so I could keep up with the changes in my industry (film, a whole other can of worms) that now require faster speeds. I got a camera so I could maybe make some web videos and start a channel with some friends so we could at least do our artistic thing. I still drank when I could and started rolling my own cigarettes (another broke/ health shame, but the truth). My friends will come by and feed and water me, but then I’d start to feel guilty about that. 

I’ve been freelance my whole life and figured it was just slow for me.  But I worked one job in 2012 and that was in November/December.  The damage was done.  And my self-worth was wrecked.  My story revolved around my poverty.  But it also included my self-examinations.  I did a lot of soul searching in that time and I am blessed to have a therapist who didn’t desert me when I went broke.  It is forcing me to re-evaluate who I am and how I value myself every single day.  And I’m learning. And today I learned that I AM PISSED! 

PISSED at a systematic breakdown of my nation.  Pissed at the cruelty of those elected to serve but only belittle.  People we PAY a lot of money, but not as much as corporations.  I’m pissed that corporations are people.  I’m pissed that we are still having conversations about blacks that plays in to centuries old stereotypes that I have also swallowed despite my knowing better.  I’m pissed that I did that. 

I want to tell the truth and the truth is I’m scared.  I’m scared that I might get sucked into a system that I’ll never get out of.  That no matter how many times I do my resume or how ever many I send out will never be enough.  I’m afraid of this being the new normal.  And I don’t want to take it lying down.  I don’t know what’ll come of this, but this is what I had to do today.

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oliviagiovetti:

Stop everything you’re doing and watch this right now. Trust me.

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comedycentral:

Countdown to Futurama: Nibblonian Ship

How does the universe’s oldest species get around? As you can see in this Nibblonian ship drawing from the upcoming Futurama episode “Game of Tones,” it’s in a spacecraft as adorable as they are.

New episodes of Futurama return June 19 at 10/9c.

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Charity Thomas: The Everyday People Project Interview

Here are two interviews shot by The Everyday People Project of Charity Thomas [Charity’s Twitter] (who you can also see in the last video in my Kwanza Series.) As always, she is brilliant. She touches on everything from race to creating art to life in…

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Brooklyn New Year’s Fireworks 2013Finally! Here is the footage I shot on New Year’s day. I had totally spaced out about the fireworks…View Postshared via WordPress.com

Brooklyn New Year’s Fireworks 2013

Finally! Here is the footage I shot on New Year’s day. I had totally spaced out about the fireworks…

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