Animated clouds
In the month of February, two new films were discovered whilst scavenging for pumpkins in the mind of the Bewildered Cauliflower.
The first film formed after an intense week in January making ten short animations in ten days. I made four of these films to relate on some level, then afterwards, began to explore possibilities and polish them, turning into this!
The second film is a poetic experiment relating to the cloud story, currently in progress. I put together some already created images to some of my notes, read aloud and beautifully put to guitar by my friend, Scott McHenry, who lives here: http://scottmchenry.co.uk/
Here is the film. I think it is a boost to inspire further ideas for this tale, as well as an experimentation into the animated world.
Beneath a full moon tonight, I sit awake and listen to the voices of tomorrow, beckoning me to join their…
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Clouds
I’m blown away by the beauty of this young man’s art. There are also some of his videos on Vimeo here https://vimeo.com/121291772.
The Lancet’s representation on Social Media on 4th March 2015
Yesterday, Pam Das, a senior executive editor on The Lancet’s editorial board accused ME sufferers of being bullies on Twitter. As Ms Pam made such an accusation in the public sphere I have informed The Lancet of posting my letter of complaint to my blog where it can be publicly discussed. Needless to say I am appalled by Ms Das’ behaviour which has caused unnecessary upset. As I have made clear in previous posts I am of the opinion that we need more knowledgeable and well-informed people who engage in critical thinking and compassionate practices. Hateful remarks on social media are not the way forward. I hope The Lancet will dignifiy me with a response in which they clarify their position.
Only Now is Important
Thoughts from a very severe M.E. Sufferer. My heart goes out to her and also her devoted husband too.
My moments are mostly empty, numb, paralysed, noise assaulted, pain filled, agonised; waiting for movement, waiting for thought, waiting for feeling, waiting for something to happen that does not harm or disturb me, waiting for quiet, waiting for pain to subside, even though it will not, does not, can not.
Into this empty void of life comes awareness, just about its only gift. Awareness of being, not doing, awareness of time, awareness of what is important, awareness of life, of breath, of being, of God Himself, being here with me.
Time stopped being linear a long long time ago for me. The future cannot be planned, the past cannot be well remembered, only the present exists. Nothing is predictable, nothing is plan-able, nothing is reliable therefore only being here, now, is important. Only the present is. That is what my life has become. Time has slowed. It seems to flow…
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Feeling broken….
So not wanting to rehash all that has been in the press… I’m left yet again with a feeling of impending doom….. I’m yet to fully understand the true implications of this bit of current new research… but it’s not doing much for the most severe suffer….. nobody is doing much for the most severe cases…. I wonder how many will just give up the fight… the continual daily battle… it breaks my heart when I hear we have lost another fellow warrior….. that they could no longer face this demoralizing existence…. It’s a daily miracle that we manage to survive….. that those of us with the energy to fight on do so for all those who can’t….. there are wonderful kind beautiful people who I’ve the privilege to call my friends ….. who are supportive …. who use valuable energy to help us understand the complexity of…
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