A fictional character got fired from a movie. Because of producer dispute.
This fucking world.
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A fictional character got fired from a movie. Because of producer dispute.
This fucking world.
Sanctuaire des Solitudes (Sanctuary of the Solitudes)
This is not an uncommon view in the mountains. Shepherd cabins on improbable spots, and in this case, I'm not even sure how you get up there, on a narrow ridge, facing the biggest mountain in my home region.
I've always been fascinated by these little spots of human presence, the effort it must have required to build them there, and their mountain-like principle of being always open to shelter anyone when it's not occupied by a shepherd. They're assumed dwellers of a nature bigger than us and an allegory of the contemplative loneliness the mountain compels to experience.
Yeah, and the rest is BLOWN OVER FRANCE AND WE GET SAND ALL OVER OUR CARS WHEN IT RAINS GODDAMMIT
True. Which reminds me of another fact in the same leaflet, about the Sahara desert. It used to be called "the green Sahara" 6,000 years ago because it was partly covered in forests, and there was farming and fishing.
But what do forests do? They absorb water in the ground, and give some back through evaporation. And that evaporation would help with rain. So basically, the forest in the Sahara was keeping itself hydrated.
Plankton play a huge part in cloud formation.
In order for water vapor to condense into droplets (of which clouds are made up), it needs microscopic particles suspended in the air (aerosols) to latch onto.
A liter of seawater holds on average over a million of these little guys. And it has been found that they release large amounts of aerosols in the form of organic matter and sulfates. In fact, they may boost cloud formation by 60% over the course of a year.
(I read this in a scientific leaflet in my bathroom. Mind - blown -.)
Ffffuuuuuuucccckkk.
Checks out.
But seriously - life is so fucking cool.
Roche Close
Same day as the previous pictures. This one's a case of being deeply uninteresting in color, and I actually noticed it only last night. I nonchalantly set it in b&w and it suddenly spoke to me. Grading it took me a solid five minutes. Sometimes that's all it takes. Not that it's a masterpiece, but I like it.
The title is actually the name of the part of the mountain shown here. Translates as "Closed Rock", which I found intriguing. Could be a Tolkien place.
It's quite apparent I have an instinctive rule of not listening to a commentary for a film I haven't seen (unless I really have no intention of watching it... like Twilight or Transformers). In the 8% of the list I claim I've seen but not listened to the commentary for, at least half of them may simply be me not remembering it. I'll check.
Thanks Abbie, cool spreadsheet! It's making me realize I haven't listened to several commentaries for films I've seen. Time to bring back the friends in my head once again.
EDIT: Regan, you crazy bastard.
Calling
From the same day as the previous picture. It was at the start of the hike, just after the storm had stopped, and the clouds started breaking up suddenly, creating this scene that resonated with me as some sort of calling. I knew I was on the right path, even though the feeling could stop the next second. But my ascent would only be accompanied by incredible atmospheres.
I'm at that stage where whenever I'm offered a glass of good whiskey, I'll never decline, but at the same time don't really feel like I'll enjoy it. I can have a good time with very smoked ones, and probably peaty ones though I'm not quite sure I identify what it refers to exactly.
I'm naturally curious to try things so we'll see where whiskey leads me. Right now I'm finding I have a taste for very good amber rums, but other than that red wine remains my favourite drink when it comes to looking for subtle, complex flavours (did I mention I'm french?)
*googles*
Sold.
Edit: to be honest, I already knew about his work but didn't remember it as vividly. Thanks for making me go back to it, really expressive stuff.
I'm now on Instagram (which is somewhat ironic since I've also quit all other social media), you can follow me for shits and giggles at https://www.instagram.com/sebastienfraud/.
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I'm in the process of allowing myself to spend more active, productive energy on my expression. This is how about two weeks ago, I drove to my home region in the southern Alps and hiked up a mountain and slept there alone.
Getting there, I originally postponed it because weak storms were surrounding me and I walked a good 300 feet from my car before hearing thunder. I drove a bit around the area to capture some stormy atmospheres, and as the storms died in the late afternoon, I went back to hiking.
After about two hours of painful ascent (heavy bag + lame physical state due to a huge VFX deadline the week before), I reached a pasture area, still empty from any flocks and their associated patous (stupidly aggressive sheepdogs).
This is when the clouds born from the storms started breaking up and the huge mountain barrier I was coming to see revealed itself in the late sunlight. It was very cinematic. A turning point, between shrouded everything and clear evening. This is when the mountain resonates most visually with how I see it inside.
Le Trône des Abîmes (Throne of the Abyss)
I saw this kind of battle between the elements for a throne. But the storm is a temporary power. The mountain gives it birth and death all the same, and always wins in the end, magnificent and still - infinite also, to us humans at least.
After shooting lots of inspiring sights, I chose a right spot, put up the tent, and contemplated the solitary evening, filled with awesome atmospheres to bring back.
Sleeping alone in the mountain was a first, but nothing I did there was unknown. This is one of those instances I've waited a long time for in my life, where I felt actual trust in myself, enough to actually do this and never really question it. Everything felt right to me. I was as happy to be there alone searching for expression, as I was going down the mountain the next morning to go back to my loved one.
This picture may be the most speaking, but I have lots of other things to say about that experience.
You made some author very happy I reckon. Well done!
I can't take care of the whole shots, but I'm 80% sure I can 3D track the 3 live shots and get a CG camera out of them without any major trouble.
I can try it, if it can help.
(sorry. Had to. Love you.)
No.
Just wait till Sonic hits the theaters.
Hey, both our countries are falling apart, at least let me have my cheap wordplay!
(for what it's worth, it wasn't meant to be snarky. Sorry if it ended up looking that way.)
How is your May?
Don't ask the British.
That is all.
I love you so much, Trey.
Get some metal plates in there and go full Deus Ex, man!
I had another kidney stone a couple weeks ago, so I went to the ER. They gave me a CT scan — "yep: I see a dot; he's not lying" — pushed two doses of some opioid into my IV, and gave me five hydrocodones for home.
After insurance, my bill was $4,000 — or £3,063.
How has your country not simply collapsed yet?
That sounded pedantic. I'm just... appalled by this. Can't wrap my head around it.
The only way is up from here!
That's what his doctor said.
amirite.
k.
Hang in there bud. You'll be done with this whole thing soon.
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