Showing posts with label calm life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label calm life. Show all posts

Monday, 11 January 2010

不明白

暗示的力量真的那么强大吗?

自从上次之后,我不停地对自己说,没有任何事情可以再让自己如此难过,这已是最糟的境况。既然我能挺过这一遭,那么将来所有的难过都相形见绌。我的心到过了一个低谷,就不可能再去同一个,是我自己不允许。——这也算人生的一种做作。

所以这次,我每每有那么点心悸的时候,一种压抑便自然生成,将所有情绪浇灭。我有些许不舍,一点心酸,但泪终久没流。

我不明白这是为何?我同样深爱着他们,他们是我生命中多么重要不能重复无可替代的音符,和我一起谱成了这一章。

有位朋友在离别赠言上说:18 months ago, I couldn't imagine meeting you... but we have formed a friendship that is beyond "place" and "space".

也许这就是原因。

曾经拥有就是幸福,朋友可以永远,而我也仍在自己的旅途上寻找另一个可以为我停留的幸福。

Thursday, 24 December 2009

千年之恋

谁在悬崖沏一壶茶
温热前世的牵挂
而我在调整千年的时差
爱恨全喝下
岁月在岩石上敲打
我又留长了头发
耐心等待海岸线的变化
大雨就要下
风狠狠的刮
谁在害怕

海风一直眷恋着沙
你却错过我的年华
错过我新长的枝丫
和我的白发

蝴蝶依旧狂恋着花
你却错过我的年华
错过我转世的脸颊
你还爱我吗
我等你一句话

一生行走望断天崖
最远不过是晚霞
而你今生又在哪户人家
欲语泪先下
沙滩上消失的浪花
让我慢慢想起家
曾经许下的永远又在哪
总是放不下
啊轮回的记忆在风化
我将它牢牢记下

——by 信乐团

Monday, 21 December 2009

如果我清楚

这么多年来,我如果什么都没有长进的话,有一件事我还是学会了,就是不要让自己受到伤害。特别是在雪下这么大的时候,雪球很容易越滚越大,然后吃力地举起来,发现砸到了自己的脚。是不是很shitty。Anyway,我开始进入自己冬眠的老年生活。

Merry Christmas!

Thursday, 17 December 2009

My Dear God

我的眼泪不是白流的,一分钟后修理工到达,30秒内拯救我们的黑暗世界。
个人认为长得像George Clooney的准房东是可靠的。毕竟他不只是一句fantastic。也许在他看来我们俩个外国女孩儿这方面比较逊,但是我没有理由一定要不逊,对吧。
感谢上帝让我们如此久经考验,终于白骨修成,幻化成仙。

Sunday, 13 December 2009

尘世•爱情

突然觉得那一回,应改作:
尘世•爱情

Thursday, 10 December 2009

城市•爱情

朋友说这样的题目很cliche。我完全不否认这种的可能性,但同时告诉他们,我是绝对不写cliche的,不仅是自我不允许,更重要的是cliche不在我的词典中。关于“老套” “俗气”的定义,本来就是老套俗气的。

我打算告诉他们内容,结果让自己十分纠结于如何简明扼要出一个“中心思想”...最后还是挑了一个最不典型的情节说:在相遇n小时候后,他企图用做爱的方式去了解她,而她却孩子游戏般的躲闪掉。她让他明白复制后便失去了aura。

接着朋友问那城市呢?我答,不知道,没有城市,抑或更恰当地说city invisible。

其实,严格意义上,这首先不是一个典型的爱情故事。没有你浓我浓,主人公甚至没有心跳加速,只有平淡的交谈,甚至是一种不平衡对话。知道的永远比被知道的少,而渴求永远不能被满足。在这也正算是某种人与城市的关系,以为自己身临其境,却往往不得要领,却往往犹抱琵琶半遮面。企图居高临下,试图洞穿心腹,殊不知曾看到的所捕捉到的早已失去。唯一存在的,便是那一刻无法复制的切肤之感。

够了,这就是故事,没有中心思想,不是爱情,无关城市。
生活,城市中,爱情仍是爱情。

Saturday, 31 October 2009

Happy Birthday

Present 1: From M, a pack of carton stickers
Present 2: Housemate S wrote "Happy Birthday" on the mirror in the bathroom and it is the biggest surprise ever when I saw it the moment I went into brush my teeth. Also a silver envelope is next to it. (Though it is one day ahead)
Present 3: Call from my father. He said his birthday is on 30th, so he thought mine is one 30th. I told him I thought his birthday is on 31st because mine is on 31st.
Present 4: Dinning out with S.
Present 5: The letter from housemate S: a tear-triggering letter, a Buddhist protection, a pair of earrings she has worn before
Present 6: Birthday wishes from Ben & Sal.
Present 7: a painting from Sal to come based on questions below:
- favorite color: navy blue
- favorite artist: Salvador Dali
- favorite painting: Melting clock
- favorite pastime: reading
- favorite animal: piggie
- favorite place:dessert/Bristol

Thanks for people above. You made me treasure my life.
There should always be a thanks for my dearest MOM. I love you. It's because of your bravery that I can have my life.

Monday, 19 October 2009

Forever Fred Astaire



心情不好的时候,居然放上了这样一段视频,估计是物极必反吧。。。

Wednesday, 7 October 2009

Barbican

终于去到了传说中的Barbican,朝拜了那个神圣的地方。下决心还是11月要去看Ulysses, 于是被人说我geeky...可这正是电影的精妙之处。

p.s.:前天看了Billy Wilder的 The Apartment ——是楼下那人自称的 favorite (当然不知道有没有Carlsberg作祟的成分)。不过确实是一部很sweet的电影,里面的男主人公也的确是我见过的one of the sweetest boys.

最近很想看的电影导演或演员的作品摘录如下:
Jacques Demy
Afred Astair
The Hungarian Cinema

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

喜欢

喜欢上一个认识六小时的人;
喜欢上这个相见却不相识一年的人;
喜欢上这个将永不相见的人。

Monday, 5 October 2009

Auld Lang Syne for "The Apartment" (1960)



Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne ?

CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !
and surely I’ll buy mine !
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine† ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

CHORUS

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.

CHORUS

On

The theme of this upcoming week: waiting...

Thursday, 17 September 2009

Upcoming one

Last night I dreamt about you (maybe again). After all those pretensions we put on as if "I don't know you and you don't know me," we watched fireworks together, we had a party together, we laughed together, we watched a film together, and we sat side by side. Then, someone pushed me to you, but you ignored everything, looking into an unknown distance, saying:"yes, she is the one. We were together XX years ago."

"You know me?"
"Of course, I know you. You are the one XX years ago. And why are you following me?"
"..."

I cannot say anything, but look at you. I have been longing for a look at you, just a pure good look at you.

"We were together," are you saying
"We used to be in love," are you saying
"I used to love you," are you saying
"You did love me."

I know you don't like it, neither do I. But the only thing that can stop me
is just a pure look at you, if it is true that
"We used to be in love XX years ago."

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Anew

搬家后的第一天,一个生活从此在脚下走。
A life begins in transit, without me without you.


Monday, 24 August 2009

得之我幸,不得我命。

Monday, 10 August 2009

迫不及待地想要这个星期过去,我要抛开所有关于理论写作论证的关心,写一个剧本。
想了很就的一个没有故事的故事,依靠先锋派的暧昧画面和模棱两可的空间表现,我需要一个极端的关于place/space的故事。也许相关命运,也许相关宿命,更也许什么都不相关,因为所有最被期待的事情从来都不会发生,所有的意外从来不会落空。

这是一个关于期待所不能期待的故事。我告诉外面行走的路人,请你小心,也许你这一步不小心就相关了一只蚂蚁。它正挣扎着要从泥土中脱身。我应该安排你带走它送它一程或者安排你随带一粒沙压在了可怜的它身上,于是它要从头再来。

这是一个不需要排比的故事。重复着重复,所有的强调和刻意让画面的韵律沉重。一笔划过,一抹酒红,笔尖一点,翠绿一滴。将这油纸首位相接,一把牛毛雨中鲜艳。窄巷的两壁送来谁缥缈半空的裙边,是低吟的童谣还是一个撩起回音的符号。

这是没有开始的故事,你请落笔,只写不出诸侯,描不出红颜,不忍死别,更不胜生离。
画面里的两脚在历史的那一秒停住,我听你说一段生色不一的书:


Monday, 3 August 2009

When nonsense is making its way to meaningful discourse...

Chapter 2
2.1 Bodily Measurement
- streetwalking
- repetition / absence
- confrontation

2.2 From Inhabitation to Intimacy

I'm not making sense, am I?

Friday, 31 July 2009

Friday, 17 July 2009

reading list

其实不止一万遍地对自己承认说读理论过多绝对是要精神空虚的,于是我现在就空虚了,即使是面对着自己热爱的理论。如果那天我真成了某个理论的successor,我相信一定是non-place.

很可怕地发现从电影开始的第一个镜头我就告诉自己,这个establishing shot做作了,这个pov没有达到效果...最后的结论是这个导演的镜头感太平平,且都不说narrative了。(观Frozen River后第一感)

突然觉得自己离来的那个文化太遥远了,怀念用自己母语表达出来的思想、哲学、和牢骚。不知道non-place翻译出来是怎样的一个模式,如何的变异是无法想像的,就如同Yi-fu Tuan我都是花了10分钟才能确认这家伙还正是个中国人,还存活着,还继续影响着。

不过,还是请有心人给我个reading list吧,拯救拯救我理论化的灵魂!