I was wondering what to write about today when I saw for the second (or third) time today a link in my facebook feed for “Destino,” a short film by Disney based on a collaboration in the 1940s with SALVADOR DALI.
Watch it HERE.
Dali and Disney. Now, Disney has some weird shit going on here and there, but in general you wouldn’t think to connect them. People forget that in some ways, Walt Disney really was a visionary in the world of animation. However, he was also a capitalist and apparently, the project was abandoned because he decided it wouldn’t make enough money. An understandable but disappointing conclusion.
Luckily, some people decided to bring back the project and work off the original storyboards to make something interesting, strange, and beautiful.
It’s a surreal (obviously) and somewhat haunting animation. It reminds me that I need to bring more of the interesting, strange, and beautiful into my life. It is what appeals to me most, and what inspires me. I find that my best writing is WEIRD. And my favorite art is kind of weird. At the same time, there is a sense of beauty and elegance in the type of weirdness that I like.
It feels strange to be reminded of something that should be so obvious. I start to wonder: do we forget and come back to ourselves too many times in life? I never used to forget these things. Until I had to live in the adult, “real” world, and function to some degree like an adult. I find it exhausting, most of the time.
Image: By BBC, Fair use, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=6967852
Coffee is winning the war of spilling vs. not spilling. By this I mean that I’ve been spilling a lot lately. My coffee this morning kept leaping out of the little hole in the lid, as it so often does. With all the advancements in science and materials and engineering, they still can’t make a coffee cup that actually keeps the coffee inside of it. I find this confusing.
Yesterday was SoWa Open Market Opening Weekend, and I brought my mom. We were slightly pressed for time and I was hungry and tired, so we ended up resolving that we would come back later in the summer. I still say it was too cold to be that crowded, because the wind made it feel much colder than it was. The point being that it was crowded: hence, Sunday Madness.
First, I had it in my head to try to grab some lunch from the food trucks, but the whole food truck area was so crowded and confusing, it was almost impossible to tell where the lines actually started, and I gave up without getting any food from them. It was very upsetting. We ended up buying a scone each at one of the food booths, and they were very tasty. Mine was lemon basil. I have never had basil in a scone.
It was a little better once we got to what I consider the main area, which is all the art/merchandise vendors. We strolled and browsed. I contemplated buying some awesome vintage/steampunk inspired jewelry from Emry’s Finery, where over a year ago I got the locket I wear almost every day, and I found one artist who made many pieces I desperately wanted for my walls. His name is Nathan William Murrell. He said he would be back at SoWa later in the summer, so hopefully I’ll have some bucks to spare by then and I can satisfy my need for paintings of anatomically correct hearts.
As we wound our way through the tents and the people walking very very slowly, I saw a booth with a sign that said “black magic coffee co.,” and I really felt the need for some coffee. The line wasn’t too long, so we stood and waited for the coffee artist to deliver caffeine to our mouths. We both got cappuccinos, and I was satisfied. Unfortunately they do not have a brick and mortar store, but I was informed that they will be at the Market on Sundays at least most weekends. I recommend checking them out, as long as you have the patience to wait in line a while.
There was much to see and much to buy, and I didn’t actually buy anything this time, but I intend to go again as soon as it’s feasible, and if I’m lucky I’ll have some money to spend.
Now it’s back to work of course, but before I go back to toiling over manuscripts I have to acknowledge my awesome Saturday night. I went to see my favorite band play at Ralph’s Diner in Worcester. They are The Blackboard Nails and I just love them more every time I hear them. If you’re in Boston, New York, or certain parts of Canada, there’s a good chance they’ll be playing in your area at some point, so check them out.