a letter to the interweb

dear interweb,
sometimes you make me really sad about my past. i know it's slightly stupid to look at things i know will upset me, but some times you just make it so darn easy [read: tempting]. also, i wish i knew more about how to control you without having to spend half my time during these beautiful sunny days trying to figure out how. as a resistance my website is still an outdated mess.
love/hate,
-e.

woods, rain, silver ions to silver metal

i learned so much about chemistry and photography and filmmmaking in the mountains in the past week that i don't even know what do with all this new knowledge. phil soloman told me stories about abraham ravett in grad school. i met two filmmakers with a new film arts collective in montreal, a girl who lives on a boat with her girlfriend (who happens to be a hampshire grad) on a canal in brooklyn, a girl from fargo who knows matt newman from media services, a woman who works with artificial intelligance, a high school teacher, a guy who's family moved from canada to florida, a mad scientist filmmaker and his family ran the whole group, and we ate amazing gormet vegan food the whole time. we also hiked up a mountain to a basin with pristine lakes and snow to fill our water bottles with. i know how to process all kinds of film, make my own emulsions and cameras, as well as tons about chemistry. all and all i'd say it was a well worth it experience (pictures to come). i can tell it's going to take a while to let all this information ferment while i figure out what my next step is going to be. all i know is that i'm in a for an exciting experimental adventure.

in the next few weeks i have to get ready for indian market yet again. i've read about 300 pages of harry potter in the last two days. i've been sitting at the santa fe baking company all after noon. it's too rainy to ride my bike unless i wake up at 6am. this is my little life. great things are coming, i can feel it as much as i can hear the thunder outside, but for now i have to just wait for it.

hand making films

for the next week i'll be in the rocky mountains in colorado making films by hand.

http://www.handmadefilm.org

a dog was the first astronaut

Laika
Dog / Astronaut

Born: c. 1954 (?)
Died: 7 November (?) 1957
Birthplace: Russia
Best known as: The first dog to orbit the Earth
Laika the dog was the first living being to orbit the Earth in space. She was aboard Sputnik II when it was launched by the Soviet Union on 3 November 1957. (She was a mutt, probably part husky, who had been picked up as a stray.) Laika proved that animals could survive the rigors of space travel; monitors attached to the dog sent biological data which Soviet scientists used in planning later manned flights. (The first manned flight was made by cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin in 1961.) In a cruel twist, no provision was made for Laika's return to Earth; as planned, she died in space. Original reports were that Laika was put to sleep or died when life support batteries died after a week in orbit; more recent reports from Russia say that Laika died when the capsule overheated after four days or less in orbit.
Extra credit: Laika means "barker" in Russian... Though Laika is generally given credit as the first animal to visit outer space, other animals (including American mice and the Soviet test dogs Albina and Tsyganka) had earlier been sent on brief suborbital trips into space... Laika is also the name of an alternative rock band founded in the 1990s.

this has the proof:



also:
if any one has any suggestions for inspiration let it be heard.


also:
for some reason Ken Kesey has been popping up everywhere for me right now. I just turned over "Choke" (the booking i'm reading now) and the quote on the back said that Chuck Palahniuk is his heir. Strange.

also:
if we are all just satellites in our own individual orbits, only traveling side by side for a while, then is there ever really a cure for loneliness? or do we just pass it all off as "being put to sleep" after a few orbits? is it a coinsidence that we feel safer when we go to "sleep" with another person, because then we aren't alone even when we're most vunerable?

also:
for another wonderful example of our [in]justice system see the documentary Paradise Lost: the Child Murders of Robin Hood Hills. Three 8-year-old boys were horrifically murdered and three teenagers who wore black were convicted with no evidence, just some satanic panic.
for more info check out: http://www.wm3.org/splash.php

Also...

All my friends are brilliant.

really.

I'm amazed at the people I know most of the time. Not always because many of them make stupid mistakes as we all do, but they are brilliant none the less.

Hopefully I'll be inspired to brilliance soon. But for now, back to his couch, back to the next book for the next few hours.

then a train ride.

this is a wonderful little book.

ramblin'

we drove across the country on backroads and two lane highways.

part 1:
blue ridge parkway from start to finish.

omg i'm on imdb

http://imdb.com/name/nm2601110/

two film screenings you should not miss

1. Trey and Josh's Division III Screening (this Thursday, April 26, 9pm, in Franklin Patterson Hall Main Lecture Hall at Hampshire College)





2. The Five College Film Festival: my piece "The Wanderers in Wonderment" was accepted and will be playing at Amherst College in Stirn Auditorium, Friday April 27 at 7pm


Be at these screenings or be a lame-o