Art That Brings Awareness

What happens when one portrait can impact an entire community? Come and see July 2 at Space 15Twenty with the display of M.I.A's portrait done by Plastic God. The portrait will be up for auction to help the Tamil people and others impacted by war and poverty.

Brought to you by The Form and Function Festival and Visions for the Future (NGO).

From Song to Screen

Crazy For you By Adele
I Found myself today singing out loud your name.
You said I'm crazy,
if I am I'm crazy for you.

Sometimes sitting in the dark wishing you were here turns me crazy,
but it's you who makes me lose my head

And everytime I'm meant to be acting sensible
you drift into my head and turn me into
a crumbling fool.

Tell me to run and I'll race,
if you want me to stop I'll freeze.
And if you want me gone I'll leave,
just hold me closer baby.

And make me
crazy for you.
Crazy for you.

Lately with this state Im in
I can't help myself but spin.
I wish you'd come over
send me spinning closer to you.

My oh my, how my blood boils,
its sweetest taste for you
It strips me down bare
and gets me into my favourite mood.

I keep on trying I'm fighting
these feelings away,
but the more I do
the crazier I turn into.

Pacing floors and opening doors
hoping you'll walk through
and save me boy.
Because I'm too

crazy for you.
Crazy for you.

Sometimes there are those songs, such as the one above, with lyrics that would just make the best dialogue, not only in film but perhaps even in real life...

And then, there are those other songs, like the one below, with lyrics that magically do an unexpected replay of a real life experience. An experience that was once only a memory, almost forgotten, until the radio reminded you, provoking a quiet excitement spoken only in a whisper 'Damn that would make a great film'...Suddenly the car then turns right around to the nearest coffee shop...where you breakout that mac-lap and type your heart out (tears and all) with only the boundaries of screenplay format policed by final-draft.....



5 Verses by Jeremy Warmsley
They met in a karaoke bar
Jack was singing "Lola" in a long black wig
The TV screen with the lines from the song
Caught the reflection of a girl

He caught her eye and he went wrong
She laughed while he apologized.
So they started talking to each other
Mary's friends listening from beyond
And shaking their heads

She had on half a smile as she looked away from him
He was falling victim to her every whim
The barman sighed, a tear in his eye.
So they kissed that night and she took him home

Though they were strangers he held her so tenderly
But she thought it might be fun to string him along
She knew it wasn't right; she didn't think it was wrong
She'd stop before he was in love with her

She didn't stop to think she might fall in love with him.
Well it went on for a week, a month, a year
Mary somehow forgot to break it off
Now she felt so trapped and she didn't know why

She was so sure that she loved him though it started as a lie
When she realized she broke down and told him
He already knew -- he'd read it in her diary the day before..

It turned out that he was the same as her
Living a lie on automatic pilot
Now they didn't know what to do
They didn't know who they were
Mary tried to smile, Jack slipped his hand into hers.....
The barman would have been surprised

The Dog Days Are Over

This song is kinda what I felt like shouting out loud recently (last Friday) when the Gypsy and I handed in our last draft... Yes, a draft of a story that began as a symbol of many things- a sense of humour in heartache as well as the oncoming of possible love, the end of a friendship but also the beginning of a new one, growth, resolution, and many other things.

It took us some time, revising those last fifty pages.. Experiences had come and gone. I was no longer the same person with the same thoughts nor was the Gypsy. What or where was this story going? But then it came... that conclusion. It came in our own moments of transition, healing,and happiness... it came in a warehouse filled with loud music soundtracking the paintings of naked Russians crowding the walls, gloved hands gripped on the handlebars of a motorcycle speeding through the city, a voice singing intensely in the quiet of a writing session.

Experiences in life will not often resolve in the way we may want, but sometimes what happens in those very moments can be good enough for what they're worth...lessons, feelings, passion, great sex, excitement, feeling the heartbeat and break. It is all better than a boring day in the kingdom of nine to five, the routine of everyday life and mechanical people..

The Dog Days Are Over..

Her Name is Lynne Ramsay...

Ratcatcher is the film that redefined film. Sometimes you only need to do it once.