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Saturday, March 19, 2005
Networking in New Orlenas
My mom let me sleep in late this morning. I have to ask Kurt to take me up to her work place so I can pick up the car. Off to Jennifer's for 9:00. WWNO is playing Kermit Ruffin and begging for money. It seems like the public radio station is always begging for money, which is a shame. It is the city of music.
Jennifer and I talk about editing Tokyo Cowboys, my career, her philosophy on child rearing.
I go back to Chalmette to change clothes and re-group, but as soon as I step out of the car, Kurt attacks me about my lifestyle. I was lucky. My family never attacked my choices. They've always been really supportive. I guess I'm spoiled like that. Kurt thinks I'm wasting my life: "All that education going to waste. You starve. When are you going to make some money? How are you going to retire?" I tell him that I'm not going to retire...that I'm going to work until I die. As soon as I say it, I realize that we will never understand each other.
He also accuses me of being nosey about his business. When people call, I ask "may I ask who's calling?" Kurt says this is nosey. I say it's polite. You say tomato... But I get tired of arguing with him. I'm not going to change my life. He takes a different tact and tries to engage me in a conversation about my mom and their marriage. I tell him that it's none of my business.
I go see my mom at work for a little while...hang out with her and my sister.
At 3:oo I go up to the Bywater to meet Henry for coffee.
he takes me on a speed date with new orleans. i fall in love with the city.
ten hours later, i say good bye to henry.
But, I can't sleep
Jennifer and I talk about editing Tokyo Cowboys, my career, her philosophy on child rearing.
I go back to Chalmette to change clothes and re-group, but as soon as I step out of the car, Kurt attacks me about my lifestyle. I was lucky. My family never attacked my choices. They've always been really supportive. I guess I'm spoiled like that. Kurt thinks I'm wasting my life: "All that education going to waste. You starve. When are you going to make some money? How are you going to retire?" I tell him that I'm not going to retire...that I'm going to work until I die. As soon as I say it, I realize that we will never understand each other.
He also accuses me of being nosey about his business. When people call, I ask "may I ask who's calling?" Kurt says this is nosey. I say it's polite. You say tomato... But I get tired of arguing with him. I'm not going to change my life. He takes a different tact and tries to engage me in a conversation about my mom and their marriage. I tell him that it's none of my business.
I go see my mom at work for a little while...hang out with her and my sister.
At 3:oo I go up to the Bywater to meet Henry for coffee.
he takes me on a speed date with new orleans. i fall in love with the city.
ten hours later, i say good bye to henry.
But, I can't sleep
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
In America and at Loyola
Being in America again is doing my head in. Some people are grotesquely fat. They waddle from Super Walmarts to McDonalds. Some of them, too fat to waddle, ride little carts around the Super Walmart. I saw a Super Walmart the other day that was longer than two city blocks.
Americans spend money on stupid stuff. I guess we've over sold ourselves on the idea that we are living in the land of the plenty. So we have to show that by wasting money on crap and over eating until we pop. I'm shocked.
I wonder what I would have been like had I stayed in America.
Yesterday I went up to Loyola to chat with some of the students in John Biguenet's and Marcus Smith's classes. They wanted me to talk about the film, how I got from Loyola to where I am now and everything in between. I was really flattered as I respect both of them so much. And being in the classrooms in Bobet Hall made me feel so nostalgic. I was quite impressed with the students at my alma mater. I wish they would have asked more questions, though. I think they might have had the Tokyo Cowboys DVD worked in their player. A picture is worth a thousand words.
Left a message at Isis Films as well. I thought I'd try to hook up with a production company here to get the skinny on what's happening in the NOLA film industry. And I'm trying to get in touch with the owner over at the Chalmette Cinema. I guess it was bought out by a guy who has a bug for indy cinema. He's trying to show more of those types of films...and in Chalmette! Hats off to him.
Americans spend money on stupid stuff. I guess we've over sold ourselves on the idea that we are living in the land of the plenty. So we have to show that by wasting money on crap and over eating until we pop. I'm shocked.
I wonder what I would have been like had I stayed in America.
Yesterday I went up to Loyola to chat with some of the students in John Biguenet's and Marcus Smith's classes. They wanted me to talk about the film, how I got from Loyola to where I am now and everything in between. I was really flattered as I respect both of them so much. And being in the classrooms in Bobet Hall made me feel so nostalgic. I was quite impressed with the students at my alma mater. I wish they would have asked more questions, though. I think they might have had the Tokyo Cowboys DVD worked in their player. A picture is worth a thousand words.
Left a message at Isis Films as well. I thought I'd try to hook up with a production company here to get the skinny on what's happening in the NOLA film industry. And I'm trying to get in touch with the owner over at the Chalmette Cinema. I guess it was bought out by a guy who has a bug for indy cinema. He's trying to show more of those types of films...and in Chalmette! Hats off to him.
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