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October 7, 2005
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THIS BLOG IS AUTHORED BY J. A DESIGNER LIVING & SOME WOULD SAY MEAGERLY FUNCTIONING IN NYC.
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Not all that glitters is gold
7 comments:
blood, i like!
i wish it was white and red on BLACK! make it dark, yet glam it up! HA!
hahahah ...
isn't there something nice about seeing blood tarnishing a pure white butcher's coat?
this guy's looked like he just had sex.
(btw: he's a dj from quebec)
dj from quebec? not eric san (kid koala) is it?? cos if it is... ai!!!
so sexy-sexy. for some reason, i thought it was a pure white coroner's coat.
hmm.
hmm ... good point. could be coroner ... (adds a whole other dimension)
not kid koala ... it's actually akufen. :)
how's LA?
LA feels like the city that never ages. and it enveloped me in the same feeling, too. well, i just enjoyed being under my parents' care. it was an energy boost.
did you digitally share this past weekend? did you???
i scrolled through some of your china blog entries today; you're an effective writer! how much chinese can you read and write?
i can't read or write chinese. well, i can read some, not high level. i understand and speak mandarin.
no, we didn't digitally share this weekend, we're all waiting for you!
interesting observation ... city that never ages. between reading mike davis and all the anti-LA LA-ites, that's probably the most positive characteristic given to the place i've heard in a long time!
ahoy!
i want to lean back and nonpurposefully take a look at all the insights i've received and reciprocated from this blogging industry. :p
i wrote on another pal's blog that, come to think of it, LA and SF both have "fake" and "real" characteristics..
"i've been meaning to" read things by mike davis, but the same goes for 'most any best-selling thing that shows its face in our storefronts. eh! too much, too much!
all this scholasticism, to what end, eh? the night before last, i watched "candyman" at my housemate's uncle's empty house by solano ave. in north berkeley. it was nice. it's not the best movie, but it was enjoyable, and it makes you wonder all sorts of things about what's behind it.
i brought up one part of the movie in "cities & countryside" class the next day... gah! we need to talk about this in person!
in the meantime:
what i brought up:
The grad student protagonist is collecting "urban folklore", and she decides to do so by breaking & entering :p a chicago housing project. one of the residents confronts her about this ("what the hail are you doin' here?!").
The grad student retorts: "it's for a thesis!"
oh, this movie speaks volumes. That the grad student reassured her fellow grad student friend that "They think we're the police; don't worry; they shan't follow us up the stairs...." constitutes volumes in itself.
anyway, ahem. this was all related to class because we were to have read a chinese story (1930s?) about a rickshaw-puller... and we were talking about all the insights that the guy garners on a daily basis. at the same time, we have some discussions of Michel de Certeau's "Walking in the city" stowed in the back of our heads...
in conclusion, the rickshaw-puller (or cabbie, or streetwalker, etc...) and de Certeau (or generic grad student, or academic, etc....)... both reach similar "conclusions" about society, about life. but methinks that academics take particularly arduous, circuitous routes simply in order to COME to understand city life.
and ick! i felt "proud" of myself for having brought it up in class. but it's a good class, with a nice guy for a professor (who's from pasadena and chicago himself, and also shanghai, in a way...)
do you know what i mean? this takes me back (again) to july-2004-with-mom-in-china... we "rode" rickshaws. my mom hated the whole trip.
Back to the subject of LA: you should hear this song called "Life in L.A." by Ariel Pink. it's really mournful. maybe trite, too. mournful & trite, at the same time.
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