All I Need......

I am off on another trip. Back to Dharamsala and Mcleodganj after two years. Even if it's for three days, I'll be back on the road with friends. Eager to leave and and eager to come back, with joy and the mountain air in me...to friends, dreams and writing...what else do I need?! 

Home 

i have traveled to lands

and made them home

with people

known and unknown

faces and spaces

have taken me in

when i knew not

what home meant

i yearn for that place

where i can be called 

your own, 

if home is where the heart is

let it be shown 

--Harman, 27-04-09

Of water and underwater.........

Off late, I have discovered a new Love for water, and things that go deeper....into the blue yonder...

I came across an interview with Werner Herzog on filming Encounters at the End of the World. You can read it by clicking HERE.

It takes me back to some brilliant deep-sea shots of a diver swimming in an alternate world of strange creatures that lurk and survive at the end of the world....at the deep end. They are spell-binding. It is a strange existence. Set to out of the world music by Henry Kaiser, you will be awed and maybe it just might reduce that inner fear of a shark-chase! (Are you reading this Sushmit?!)

Oh and this interview mentions a new film that Herzog is working on, which will be produced by David Lynch! Now that should screw my head right up!

Whether Herzog creates the obstacles in his way, or merely films them, the results are the same: there is ecstasy, awe, horror, a kind of bitterly compromised transcendence. "The distinction between fiction and documentary is the last thing I would spend a sleepless night over," he says. "It's all movies for me."

Beautiful Losers (2008)

Tagline: Make Something From Nothing

Summary: 

The greatest cultural accomplishments in history have never been the result of the brainstorms of marketing men, corporate focus groups, or any homogenized methods; they have always happened organically. More often than not, these manifestations have been the result of a few like-minded people coming together to create something new and original for no other purpose than a common love of doing it. In the 1990s, a loose-knit group of American artists and creators, many just out of their teens, began their careers in just such a way. Influenced by the popular underground youth subcultures of the day, such as skateboarding, graffiti, street fashion and independent music, artists like Shepard Fairey, Mark Gonzales, Spike Jonze, Margaret Kilgallen, Mike Mills, Barry McGee, Phil Frost, Chris Johanson, Harmony Korine, and Ed Templeton began to create art that reflected the lifestyles they led. Many had no formal training and almost no conception of the inner workings of the art world. They learned their crafts through practice, trial and error, and good old-fashioned innovation. Not since the Beat Generation have we seen a group of creative individuals with such a unified aesthetic sense and varied cultural facets. The world of art has been greatly affected by their accomplishments as have the worlds of fashion, music, literature, film, and, ironically, athletics. Over the years, the group has matured, and many have become more establishment-oriented; but no matter, their independent spirit has remained steadfast. The story of the Beautiful Losers will be a retrospective celebration of this spirit.

[Source: IMDB]

I read about this documentary in NYT last year. The subject really fascinates me. I'm unable to locate it online. 

"I don't get it....."

"Everything you can imagine is real." - Pablo Picasso

I studied a brief history of art in my Film Appreciation course at FTII two years ago. The first picture was a cave painting. As soon as man could find something to scribble with, he did it on the walls of the caves. He drew animals, human figures and pictorial stories of everyday life. As early in time as cavemen, we have wanted to talk about our situation in this puzzle that is life...to understand our surroundings, it's mysteries and our feelings. Art is but an expression of ourselves. As time has moved, mediums have changed....to photographs or the moving image. 

Art movements moved beyond replicating or recreating life around us, to other levels. Levels of impressionism, expressionism, surrealism and abstraction. According to Picasso, "All children are born artists. The problem is how to remain an artist after one grows up." When we were children, we saw the world through innocence, drawing the sun, moon, mountains and stars as we "thought" them. I still find children's doodles so much more artistic than a perfectly drawn and painted picture of still-life fruits. I enjoyed art class thoroughly in school. Colors, brushes, palletes, dirty cloth, mess.....I loved it and still do. But my art teacher was an inattentive ass. He never gave me high marks and I would just scrape through. In my kindergarten, I still remember how much I was scolded for coloring outside the line of a circle. Why is our education system so immune to children's needs of not just learning but exploring and enjoying art?

This brings me to the point of abstraction. When young, the system wants you to ape and think in line. Once you are out of school and college, and working, the system wants you to "think out of the box" or "laterally" to increase profits for the company. This is where abstraction comes in. To go beyond and think of life in terms of dreams and heightened imagination. "Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth."--Picasso again..... 

Why does everything have to make sense immediately? Take poetry. Not all poetry can be "understood" at one go. You can learn it's meaning, but understanding can happen anytime. I'll give you an example of myself. When I was studying literature in my graduation...I studied, P B Shelley's Ode to a Skylark. I loved the poem...it just spoke to me...and my Bengali Prof was very dreamy. I learned what it meant and gave my exams. But I understood it only some years ago. It's opening verse is, "Hail to thee Blithe spirit, Bird thou never wert....that from Heaven or near it, Pourest thy heart in profuse strains of unpremeditated art." I haven't appreciated unpremeditated art until recently. Films/books/music...which flow effortlessly. A quote from the film The History Boys goes, "You don't always understand poetry? Timms, I never understand it. But learn it now, know it now and you will understand it... whenever."

I look at all abstraction with the same thought. It may not appeal, may not make sense for now....but if it has entered my subconcious at some level, there will come a time when I will gloat in it. I think of it from the creators view. His/her imagination made him/her to create what I am looking at now. They wanted to say something in a way they wanted to....they created it for themselves......for all great art is made for oneself because it's one's own expression. 

David Lynch's Eraserhead and Dali-Bunuel's Andulasian Dog have to be the most abstract and warped films I have ever seen. I do not claim to understand them completely or "get" them. They are a piece of art for me.....to make my own meanings out of it. An artist always has an idea behind his art, but when it's thrown to the public, he opens it to interpretation. No doubt I'd enjoy knowing what was his idea behind it too. While watching Eraserhead, I was holding my head in my hands, and wondering what I was going through. But it left me thrilled! Exalted! I still think of those images and enter an alternate world. That for me, is the escape through art that I love.  

I think abstraction is a challenge. To take the image, the words, the music and store it in your head. It is someone's imagination.... and it might just make sense someday!

"I don't think about art when I'm painting. I try to think about life." - Jean-Michel Basquiat

Space. The final frontier........ 

I've been wanting to watch the Star Trek series for a long time. Some people have told me it's silly while others write great things about it online. But, I would never watch the show on TV when it played a decade or so ago. Though Persis Khamabata appealed in all her baldness, for some reason I was never hooked on to it. Despite me, being a science-fiction fan. 

Hmmm I'll wait for the new Star Trek film.....and hopefully get inculcated into it's cult followers.

Which brings to me the fact that I haven't read Stephen Hawking's - A brief History of Time either. Why didn't I? Sitting on my ass with no work, I'm questioning myself right now, but I don't know. 

"My goal is simple. It is a complete understanding of the Universe, why it is as it is and why it exists at all."

Stephen Hawking 

I think I am a sort of goal-less individual....with no major ambitions at my wise age of 26....of the kinds "I want to be a CEO by 35" or "I want to have children by 28" or "I have to finish my film by 25 because well, so did Orson Welles."  

My goals seem more like dreams...not given complete form, but there at the back of my mind....which I hope will take shape when the time is right. Like doing something....where I have a space of my own...a freedom to create and imagine and get lost. Or learning how to swim, so I can jump into the Ganga in Rishikesh with the white-water rafters...and maybe go Kayaking. Or looking up Eurail pass and youth hostel budgets in Europe while idling at work.

 
So, for now the Hawking quote is good. 

"For you, time is not a system but a flowing of the present." - An FB quiz result

"People who are so artistic, so intelligent -- you are interpreting what they are trying to express. You have taken a trip into this brain, you are a tourist in this fantastically interesting brain. People always say to me that I do such strange films, but it's not that I'm looking for something so different necessarily, it's simply that I meet a person who strikes me as intelligent and interesting and I want to take a trip into their brain."

Isabella Rossellini 

Some random off the cuff musings while sitting bored with a sprained arm muscle.....

Give....

Give me a thought

and I'll fly from there

take you along

To where our mind takes

Give me a drink

I'll mystify

and reflect your

soul in it

Give me you

I'll learn something new

of all that your are each day

and I'll give you myself 

--03-04-09, Harman....for a potential lover :P

Up

Never far

Never near

Roads 

and Destinations

Up and down

Left and right

the Centre

Never far 

---03-04-09, Harman....for Nitin V George

Grow Young with Me

By Justin Case

grow young with me
throw down our canes
and soak our brains
with endorphins
until our joy annoys the McCrap out of everyone around us
among their occasional shouts of
oh get a room, already

let's play like children
sing like drunks
and fill our trunks
with colored pebbles from the beach
and dance like two people with centipedes in their shorts
amid the occasional glances of
people who wish they had some, too

[Source: verybadpoetry]