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Drawing Restraint 9

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There is so much to write here. First off if you have a chance to see this film (The Drawing Restraint 9) before its gone out of LA go go GO. It’s at the nuart and we can all thank Meg for the heads up about it. I noticed that I wrote Bjork all over this but its really Matthew Barney who is the mastermind behind this, but he’s not Bjork. But who cares. Bjoney, that’s the combo then. They are both genius, well more so crazy which helps add to their amazingness. Who would have thought that I'd grow up and go to those fancy pants artist seeing a two and half hour movie with barely any dialogue in it. Is that nullified because I was very intoxicated and making loud “what the hell are they doing” comments during the graphic scenes, or only enhance the situation? Hummmmm something to poderoso over with some tea and candy. Anyways it was fantastic. It was like watching a well choreographed ballet then everyone getting shot and turns into ocelots. Actually, a little less morbid but its along those lines. Once the film ended at first I was pretty much what the fuck did I just see. Or maybe I was just sobering up and my body was going into coma mode. The more and more I thought about the film the more enthralled with it I became. I think I liked it more because I actually could grasp onto what Bjoney were talking about. I GOT IT! That makes me smart like tuna. I was afraid because Greg feel asleep half way though film and I would have no idea about it cause he's helps me interpret difficult artsy quandaries which baffle my cabeza at times. Greg remembered some of it and Anni and I talked about it for a bit. But I got it. I'm a big kid now. Hooray for me! I'm quite happy still with my process and processings.

Sacrifice, transformation, restraint, creativity and freedom. Those are big words but were wrapped up in a beautiful little package like the opening scene of the film. The Bjork and M.B touched wandered over many a topic and were quite successful in visually presenting these ideas. I also just recently went onto the website and kinda felt like I was in a lecture being held by Douglas and Kristen. You know those insanely brilliant minded people well if you are reading this you are probably one of those people. And other times when I’m hanging out with the crew and they are talking about some subject matter that is foreign to me like polarity or other words that end in logy. But I picked up a few choice interesting tid bits of info. There was this icon that they used in the film and helped to drive the idea of things/processes being cyclical instead of linear. I enjoyed the idea of restraint in creation, because then you think well if creativity can be anything then why would one restrain in. Is it a form of honing ideas to a discover an outcome? Or is it pussy crack corn and I don't care. Or have Bjork come out and try and pull someone's eyes out and over someone's head? Room for cream! Oh yeah and for the gay comment of the blog well that would be all of them, but the stereotypical gay comment about the film would be Bjork and Matthew Barney's fur robes were fantastic. And especially the sea urchins in her hair too super fantabalous. “What else you gonna wear with your bird,” Miss Cho.

There were so many layers and things that one could pull from the movie. The order and disorder, precision and chaos (or a not as intense word as chaos, the opposite of precision) in creating something so huge and letting it all go after the restrains were taken away. Impermanence and especially with the idea of not having art be so precious that we cannot let it morph or explore its potential. Also finding the special that is inside all of us like a pearl but ultimately letting go of everything. They left a lot of this open for people’s own interpretation and never spoon-fed any of it.

If you made it this far hopefully this all makes sense. Gold star for you!

Comments

Whatever movie you are talking about---I'm sure its briliant, but probably not as briliant as this blog.
The polarity between precision and chaos ("polarity" there's one of thoes words!), the idea of letting it flux and then letting it go. That's beautiful. It seems we are either on the ride or off it, but not both. Can we be both the polatity and the middle ground? Im sure that's not what you're talking about, but its what Im thinking about. I've been thinking about letting go all day today. Reading pages from "Be Here Now" at random. I've noticed that the times that its hard for me to let go are the times when its me who fucked up. Like I can't accept that I'm stupid and accept the consequence. And, in that yogic range---somewhere between thoughts of the triune nature of shit and psychodelics--thinking about the exact way in which I fucked up this time: puttin g truth before not-hurting. They got it the other way in the text--first do nn harm, then truth. That's the hardest bit, I think. Because I want to defend truth as the only way to ultimately not harm. But then I have to ask: what's my truth?---its only my own version. and why did I choose to say it?--to restore my own power------is that selfish? And then I ask, impeccable to what? this second, what am I serving?
You know what?
I think I'm confused right now.
and ranting on your blog.
someone should come hit me in the head with a brick.
Then it would make sense.
I'm thinking it and feeling it too much---oh yeah---that's why I started talking about letting go.

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