I'll be uploading the many photos I took over the weekend onto my Flickr account (http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessdenham), but below are five of my favourites. I was lucky enough to secure a photographer's pass which allowed for some up close and personal shots.
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Villagers: 'The Pact (I'll Be Your Fever)'
This song played repeatedly on the main stage at Green Man in between acts and hence will always remind me of a wonderful weekend of first class music, chai tea and ginger ice-cream.
Monday, 22 August 2011
Experience
'If I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling.
If I asked you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus of your personal favourites. You may even have been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.
You're a tough kid. If I asked you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? 'Once more unto the breach dear friends'. But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help.
I'd ask you about love and you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable, known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms 'visiting hours' don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much.
When I look at you I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presumed to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right? You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fucking book.
Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in.'
Quote from Robin Williams in 'Good Will Hunting', one of my all-time favourite movies. Image taken from www.tekartist.org.
If I asked you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus of your personal favourites. You may even have been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy.
You're a tough kid. If I asked you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? 'Once more unto the breach dear friends'. But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help.
I'd ask you about love and you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable, known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes that the terms 'visiting hours' don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much.
When I look at you I don't see an intelligent, confident man. I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presumed to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right? You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally, I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you I can't read in some fucking book.
Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in.'
Quote from Robin Williams in 'Good Will Hunting', one of my all-time favourite movies. Image taken from www.tekartist.org.
Thursday, 11 August 2011
Move, Eat, Learn
Three guys, in 44 days, travelled 38,000 miles to create a trio of inspirational mini-movies for STA. Their six week adventure took them on a whirlwind tour of the the world, encapsulated below in three magnificent clips based upon the concepts of movement, learning and food.
MOVE
EAT
LEARN
As if I didn't already have the travel bug.
MOVE
EAT
LEARN
As if I didn't already have the travel bug.
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
Angus & Julia Stone: 'For You'
Exuding girlish charm with honeyed vocals and a flower in her hair, Julia Stone's irresistible vulnerability proves utterly disarming.
Tuesday, 9 August 2011
From 'The Catcher in the Rye' by J.D Salinger
'What I think is, you're supposed to leave somebody alone if he's at least being interesting and he's getting all excited about something. I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It's nice.'
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