At least I was able to get on to blog this morning in a reasonable amount of time. But that was after I was told my cookies were dysfunctional. They weren't, of course, and the problem was cured by starting all over. That is, after I was told the page expired. Complain.....
Anyway, one of the things I like about being able to keep a creative focus is it makes me think about the diverse forms of expression. And sometimes I get to see really neat juxtapositions. The other night I did my usual thing when I stop work which is to simply cruise the TV channels. I have this on-off switch which means I am either totally on or totally off and when I go off I want passive entertainment and I definitely don't want to think.
So, I was cruising when I came upon The Umbrellas of Cherbourg from 1958. It is a sentimental favorite of mine. I know, it is pretty sappy and very French and very 50s but it stilll holds a certain allure for me. It is a simple story, tres tragique often with pretty weak voices as operas go. If "opera" can be applied. But there is a primitive romanticism in it which it is good not to forget.
Then when it ended I cruised further and on the gay and lesbian channel I found Moulin Rouge. Dark and disturbing as always but extremely well done. How nice it is to be able to move between such extremes amidst such diversity. Both of them fulfilled me in their own way.
They again reminded me of the richness of various forms of art and the fact that as I get older I see worth in more and more forms. When I was a lot younger I think I was often attracted to word driven literary offerings but as my life has gotten richer with age I find richness in feelings and the images. But not all images. We happened on a painting exhibit at MOMA in New York which featured dark post World War II images. An interesting exercise to be able to see the link to the tragedy which had just occurred. Interesting but not attractive. Nothing I would want to live with. Tragedy can validate feelings but it is usually best taken as a new beginning or an opportunity. Not to be dwelt upon. From it can come an opening and at least the search for beauty however it chooses to manifest itself. I think in the end that is what attracts me to straightforward romantic stories. That is the central theme in A Dream Across Time. Look what you can have if you will stick by your dreams and have faith in your future.
Come visit us at www.annierogers.com
Anyway, one of the things I like about being able to keep a creative focus is it makes me think about the diverse forms of expression. And sometimes I get to see really neat juxtapositions. The other night I did my usual thing when I stop work which is to simply cruise the TV channels. I have this on-off switch which means I am either totally on or totally off and when I go off I want passive entertainment and I definitely don't want to think.
So, I was cruising when I came upon The Umbrellas of Cherbourg from 1958. It is a sentimental favorite of mine. I know, it is pretty sappy and very French and very 50s but it stilll holds a certain allure for me. It is a simple story, tres tragique often with pretty weak voices as operas go. If "opera" can be applied. But there is a primitive romanticism in it which it is good not to forget.
Then when it ended I cruised further and on the gay and lesbian channel I found Moulin Rouge. Dark and disturbing as always but extremely well done. How nice it is to be able to move between such extremes amidst such diversity. Both of them fulfilled me in their own way.
They again reminded me of the richness of various forms of art and the fact that as I get older I see worth in more and more forms. When I was a lot younger I think I was often attracted to word driven literary offerings but as my life has gotten richer with age I find richness in feelings and the images. But not all images. We happened on a painting exhibit at MOMA in New York which featured dark post World War II images. An interesting exercise to be able to see the link to the tragedy which had just occurred. Interesting but not attractive. Nothing I would want to live with. Tragedy can validate feelings but it is usually best taken as a new beginning or an opportunity. Not to be dwelt upon. From it can come an opening and at least the search for beauty however it chooses to manifest itself. I think in the end that is what attracts me to straightforward romantic stories. That is the central theme in A Dream Across Time. Look what you can have if you will stick by your dreams and have faith in your future.
Come visit us at www.annierogers.com
posted by Roger | 8:14 AM
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