Call Cutta In A Box or I Need A Tripod
This is looking to be one of the highlights of the New Performance Festival. More info can be found here.
Things I Do #1
With the possibility of future unemployment starting to make itself known like the initial bouquet of a cracked septic tank, I thought I’d put online various bits and pieces I’ve made for the TVNZ7 television show Media7. The idea being, of course, that I can easily and with some degree of confidence point prospective lifestyle sponsors (employers) to examples of my work.
Here’s one I was quite happy with …
This behemoth of a track (six minutes!) was for Media7′s 2010 SPADA (Screen Production And Development Association) special, filmed each year at the organisation’s annual conference.
A big part of the show was dedicated to the labour dispute over The Hobbit (now being filmed) and this track was designed to setup a discussion about the fracas.
Watching the track now it seems a little hard on the actors. If I did it again I’d probably couch that a little bit, but their local representatives did seem a bit clueless. However, in that climate of hysteria I wonder how collected I would have been?
And what to make of the email from Peter Jackson to Gerry Brownlee in which he states Warner Bros were more concerned with “grey areas” of NZ’s employment law, than they were with the union action?
In the end there’s still uncertainty over the motivations of the FIA, the MEAA and the studios behind The Hobbit. It’s difficult to avoid the suspicion that the local union members were unwitting and naive chess pieces in a power play by international interests.
The Hamster Wheel
Compare this Al Jazeera English report on the Megaupload arrests …
… with this One News report (from about 50 seconds in).
Although it’s pretty jarring to see two reports worded ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME, I’m assuming TVNZ has a content sharing agreement with Al Jazeera. I mean, surely it’s too blatant a rip to be another one of these?
OH
Lanky British twat in the Russell Brand mold, draped over a chair talking to a British couple trying to eat.
“Should I tell them? I’m not sure if I should tell you this. I’m an internationally (intelligible) DJ producer. I make beats. I have an agent.”
At Home In Tamriel
Such is the awesome pull of Skyrim that if I’m not mass producing iron daggers or eating giant toes to discover their medicinal properties, I’m on several different forums reading about other people doing the same. Unless shit goes terribly wrong I don’t see myself playing another game until well into the new year; there’s simply too many dungeons to loot and fire salts to horde.
Here then is a selection of images which represent my time so far in Skyrim. Behold the adventures of SkyTim, nordic barfly and cabbage enthusiast.
Many things await the traveler in Skyrim ... MYSTERIOUS THINGS ...
Waiting for that potato gun mod.
Melancholia reference incorporating Jack Bauer, Eric Norseman and Mary Jane Watson. Fuck, now I HAVE to start a tumblr.
Some intense shit discovered while mucking around in a dungeon. I slowly backed out and ran back to Riverwood to the safety of a tankard full of mead.
So this is me killing a dragon by stomping on it's head. Pretty boss, no big deal.
With the beastie murderfied I did some dots and got some trails happening.
"It's full of stars."
At home after the kill I like feel to unrestricted as possible while I air dry.
