avery

This is the finished poem. Desiree might cut it down for her film, but this is the whole thing. Might adjust some small bits/edits, but this is the whole structure and solid thing. Captain Soul drives the ship Spinning the Wheel aimlessly He takes no notice but one day turns and says: ‘Look into the Silver Screen. Tell me, do they love you?’ Carried away by the Silver Stream The stars – they will direct you. To be Somebody; it’s a pain that they see me Oh – to be perceived Oh – how daring to be. If the ship keeps sailing How much can change For it to still be the same? Rebuilt and replaced with the same exact face. Staring into the mirror Its oh so blue Falling into the Silver Screen Do wolves howl truths? Falling into the Silver Screen A flower blooms. ‘To be reborn!’ Left you tired and sore Washed upon the soup-y bank where trees begin to speak. Alas! The Philosopher! “Nothing thicker than a knife’s blade separates happiness from melancholy

......... idk when i thought of this idea, but its only a Small One and i thought it would be funny. inspired by steve reich its gonna rain:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vugqRAX7xQE used loops in audition to loop two tracks with the same audio but one slightly shorter. also made image on photoshop.

For this project, i was originally intending to do a few designs and go from there, however i fell into another research pit and became really interesting in makeup and how it reacts on screen and on stage and also into the importance of colour. I know this is a film, however from reading the script and looking at the visuals, it seems very theatrical. VELVET GOLDMINE: MAKE UP MOODBOARDS: KANDINSKY:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wassily_Kandinsky "This inner necessity is the right of the artist to unlimited freedom, but this freedom becomes licence if it is not founded on such a necessity. Art is born from the inner necessity of the artist in an enigmatic, mystical way through which it acquires an autonomous life; it becomes an independent subject, animated by a spiritual breath. The obvious properties we can see when we look at an isolated colour and let it act alone, on one side is the warmth or coldness of the colour tone, and on the othe