The Selling Is The Art

Ran into my old friend, Katoukas, last night, and we had long chat on a stoop on Christopher Street.

I won't go into all that we covered, but I told him about how Meredith and I love to make stuff, but we need to work more on pushing ourselves.

He said "The art is in the selling, my dear."

We are meditating on that every day for three months.

The Iron Goddess Of Nausea

We are blogging again. Alert the media. Have a parade. It had gotten to the point that we were either going to write again or never write again. Such is the rust in the gears of the creative process that, when you reach this point, you must either pour some liquid wrench on the gears and force your aching bones up into the tractor seat or forever hold your peace and let your voice just fade from the blogosphere of discourse forever.

We don't want that to happen, so we'll call this past two months a break and just never let it happen again.

Actually, when I look at it, there was a death in my family, Meredith went away, and other life events *did* conspire to prevent us from writing, but that is never an excuse. Anyway, enough snivelling.

What does this title mean?

We are drinking the old faithful Yunnan Black again tonight, the tea that always does the job, the tea that's up on the tea billboard in the 13Bit Parking Lot. The tea that don't stop working, yo. We were reminded of our period of drinking Tikunan Iron Goddess of Mercy Oolong Tea and our discovey, confirmed by Tia, that it is a nausea inducer. I suppose that there are some uses for such a tea, but I can't think of any at this moment. Tia says that Japanese models drink it to stay thin. I would think that there are other ways to stay nauseous, but every culture has its thing, doesn't it?

The other thing about coffee, according to my dentist, is that it doesn't stain the teeth at all, whereas tea, well, you know what tea does. And what does Meredith say to this? She says:

"I don't care. I want old, black nasty teeth and I'm going to keep drinking tea."

And to that, I say "amen."

We are also big-time into coffee again here. Anyway, I have to go make another post. See you in a minute.

I'm shushing myself

Tonight we are putting some finishing touches on the script for one of our scenes. Paul was on a roll, typing up a storm, and insulting my spelling of pyjamas. Which he said I spelled like "an old british fart." I was trying to capture the indian heritage of pyjama in the spelling of pyjama. Anyway Paul cannot write when I talk, where as I merely ignore Paul's talking when I write. So I started sushhing. "Dont sush me!" he said.

Not too worry, I'm sushing myself.

I could not care less...

We are having a discussion about English usage. I love these philosophical discussions that we have.

I could care less...

I could not care less...

We present, you decide...

How to focus on an imaginary object

Paul posed this question as we were creating our shot list for the next shoot in quesadilla. We cant elaborate on why we need to focus on an imaginary object, but doesn't it pique your interest?? Don't you want to go and see Quesadilla??? After returning refreshed from our winter hiatus, 13Bit has been hard at work since wednesday preparing for the remainding Quesadilla shoots. Paul needs to watch Boccaccio70. I have never heard about it - but its supposed to be brilliant. So I am going to watch it too.

We also need to tie up some lumia loose ends.

I need to go now because paul is distracting me with questions.

A sighting!

Ah yes, M has surfaced, if briefly, from her expedition. We only retrieved the previous post with great difficulty. It bounced around in the ozone layer and, despite some bad atmospherics and interference from Galactic Command's big rigs, we pulled it in and routed it to the Bit Board. It seems straightforward enough, but we think there is a coded message in there.

Anyway, the perimeter here is quiet. Elko Bit and I may make an inspection tour of the moat now. Time to saddle up.

Ola

Ola from Patagonia - where the the water in the toilets revolve in an opposite direction to that in NY. I wonder if where in the equatorial region this change takes place?

I am hard at work on my non proliferation of bad art treaty. But I am taking a break to do some trekking - so I am going off the grid - again/

I would write more but I being hustled off the computer.