=>Sex in people over 40 – decadent, as in, to what purpose? As if the purpose of sex in one’s reproductive years were reproduction!
=>The bean in the nose myth – growing roots into the baby’s brain…
=>The magazines shout from every street corner “Look how well I survive!”
=>What little technical thing that irks common folk could I recognize and lampoon in delicious irony?
=>Gods
We want them to be something total.
Celebrated for their modesty
Rewarded for it with $$$
And Adulation
For their humility
And their knowing how
Frivolous all this is,
To be lauded for that and
Revered and
Remunerated,
To be quite circumspect
About their scorched earth,
To be wise about it,
And maybe even tearful.
=> What the word “garish” does to the word “love” is either irreparable or delicious
=> Young nubile Turkish woman at the Coop said Sevi meant “lover” in Turkish. With legs astride a chair she received massage from an angular fair curly-headed adulator.
=> Sevi: “Do you want to know how to whistle Bunnies? You blow from the end of their tails!”
=> A few weeks ago Sevi bounded up the three flights of stairs ahead of me, by herself for the first time, thrilled to get to the top ahead of me.
=> A few weeks ago, after a day of computer hell, out to the park with Sevi to fly a kite. String tangled horribly due to the interlopings of the little French boys last (and first) time we flew it. Sevi made up many games during the hour or so I worked to untangle the string. Mostly one in which she was trying to hide her kitties from the Gruffalo. Finally I cut the Gordian knot and tied the string together, by which time we had to head back for dinner.
=> The more you undertake things at half measures, the further you will be from art and fulfillment.
=> Ben Kingsley’s remarks about taking away the prerogative of the audience by, for instance, a character crying when he is sad. Always being ahead. Also, two actors admiring and respecting eachother so as to divest of ego and tell the story as storytellers. Otherwise, if for instance you cast two actors as enemies simply because the are enemies, then you’re just filming a neurosis, again depriving an audience of its prerogative. Of the death of his son in “House of Sand and Fog”, it was all the child actor giving it to him. Kingsley told him always to keep his eyes on him–nothing of Kingsley’s personal life came into the role, he insisted. It was all a response to the other actor.
=> Sevi, of taking down her pants in public “I like it, it’s my way.”
=> Highlight of day: dispatching of all the mail as junk.
=> Sevi, while we were in the bathroom doing ablutions: “Papa, don’t close the door. I said it two times. I should only have to say it once.”
=> Directing: The profession most conducive to self-love–having your decisions confirmed, your intuitions amplified by the fawning attentions of those who rely on you for their livelihood.
=> Dream– SARS test, long ride to other locations…dripping into auditorium–cutting up lungs, awaiting answer.
=> never liked to face up to inabilities.
=> A. B. Gill – like character out of Henry James – bright ambitious attractive canny American girl destined to be prey or be preyed on, to turn malevolent or attract malevolence. Not a chance of any middle ground being found–an ineluctably dramatic destiny.
=> the noet or gnoet — gnoetall
=> Sometimes some people just feel the need to flex their “asshole” muscles as a means to assert themselves and win respect.
=> When we look at water
We can’t get over the fact
We don’t know what we’re looking at.
=>”Metamorphosis are called when they’re going through a big change.” Sevi, 5/9/04
=> bald as an old dandelion
=> widowsmilk.com
=> blowing dandelions with Sevi, finding whole patches of them and hunkering down grabbing fistfuls – sending of drift streams of fuzz.
=> Nabokov, for all of his vigor and polish and impishness: fine constructions, but not, for me, perceptions.