A Role Model

According to the caption beneath this photo from the book Home Work: Handbuilt Shelters, this young man is no more than fourteen years old. To my eye it would appear he's in the advanced stages of keeping it real, and for this reason Mickey is my role model of the week.

Found at an honesty-box stall selling a local variety of citrus called the Ponkan.

Janokuchi

From the disposable camera I used in Yakushima, southern Japan.

Tale Of Tales

I decided to revisit this animation the other day, and did not regret it.

"Tale of Tales, like Tarkovsky's Mirror, attempts to structure itself like a human memory. Memories are not recalled in neat chronological order; instead, they are recalled by the association of one thing with another, which means that any attempt to put memory on film cannot be told like a conventional narrative. The film is thus made up of a series of related sequences whose scenes are interspersed between each other. One of the primary themes involves war, with particular emphasis on the enormous losses the Soviet Union suffered on the Eastern Front during World War II. Several recurring characters and their interactions make up a large part of the film, such as the poet, the little girl and the bull, the little boy and the crows, the dancers and the soldiers, and especially the little grey wolf (Russian: се́ренький волчо́к, syeryenkiy volchok). Another symbol connecting nearly all of these different themes are green apples (which may symbolize life, hope, or potential). Yuriy Norshteyn wrote in Iskusstvo Kino magazine that the film is "about simple concepts that give you the strength to live."- Wikipedia.

Why Mexico Is A Lucky Bastard

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Flatten

An interesting short film I chanced upon:

Flatten

George's Exit

Cranes

Took a very long walk this evening round the harbour lookin' at cranes.

 

2B2

Save Richard

Help a crab save Richard.

Festivale

                                      

                                      

Photographs from the two festivals I attended in Shikoku near the end of May- Hatafes in Shimantou and Tanbo De Arto near Zentsuji.

KBBMT

Starting to decompress my head with the help of some kitchen bread-based mole theatrics. 

Return

Well, as sure as the rivers run- its guaranteed I'll never be able to write up half of the stuff that happens over here- like that two hours running down the highway in the sports car talking about woodturning with a craftsman from Yamaguchi. Had a great final two days in Fukuoka and Nagasaki courtesy of Mochizuki and I'm now at the airport preparing for my twenty-seven hour trip home. See you all soon enough, might do a retrospective write up on the crazy tanbo antics I witnessed at the weekend,there are a few photos on flickr for the moment.

みんなーさん元気だね。