By Patrick Macomber http://www.areyounotpleased.com/
yum yum yum….makes we wanna buy a farm and get domestic;)
Client: Levi Strauss
Project: Go Forth:
“We went on a road trip for 30 days to 30 cities filming stories of people around America. This film is a compilation and summation of that journey.
This film will be shown in San Francisco on October 17th and NYC on October 22nd.
about us: duckduckcollective.com
Cameras: Canon 5D Mark II
Lenses: 24mm 1.4L, 35mm 1.4L, 45mm 2.8L t/s, 50mm 1.2L, 70-200mm 4.0L, 70-200mm 2.8L IS
Editing: Final Cut Pro
Grading: After Effects
Music: John Carl
Scoring: Apple Logic, Propellerhead Reason”
I copied this off http://finallyseeing.tumblr.com/page/6 . It spoke to me. Words are speaking to me today…sorry boys and girls;) just one of those days:“ Do you know the most surprising thing about heartache? It doesn’t actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart, or a head-on car wreck, it should. When someone you’ve promised to cherish forever says, “I never loved you,” it should kill you instantly. You shouldn’t have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn’t know.”
leaving is not enough; you must
stay gone. train your heart
like a dog. change the locks
even on the house he’s never
visited. you lucky, lucky girl.
you have an apartment
just your size. a bathtub
full of tea. a heart the size
of Arizona, but not nearly
so arid. don’t wish away
your cracked past, your
crooked toes, your problems
are papier mache puppets
you made or bought because the vendor
at the market was so compelling you just
had to have them. you had to have him.
and you did. and now you pull down
the bridge between your houses,
you make him call before
he visits, you take a lover
for granted, you take
a lover who looks at you
like maybe you are magic. make
the first bottle you consume
in this place a relic. place it
on whatever altar you fashion
with a knife and five cranberries.
don’t lose too much weight.
stupid girls are always trying
to disappear as revenge. and you
are not stupid. you loved a man
with more hands than a parade
of beggars, and here you stand. heart
like a four-poster bed. heart like a canvas.
heart leaking something so strong
they can smell it in the street.
— marty mcconnell