Eugh. Morning tutes are unpleasant enough without a lack of sleep generally complicating things. Nothing beats feeling like a zombie. Except perhaps feeling like a zombie and having to learn how to use a statistics program. It wasn’t terribly complicated in itself, but nobody should have to think about numbers on a Monday morning, least of all when they have decimal places. Eugh. Decimal places.
After a tedious hour at the gym (having accidentally left my ipod at home), I spent a while putting together some of my photos into an online “folio”. I thought it might come in handy if I ever need to show a sample of my photography, especially across various themes/subjects. So now that that’s done, I can put together a sort of photo-related CV (now how to spin no training and very little work into something impressive?) and reply to a photographer wanted notice I found for a function in October. Maybe I could put together a physical folio at some point…
Another lecture and a vegan burger (the Lord of the Fries “beef” isn’t quite so convincing as their “chicken”) later, I was home. A shower to get rid of the smell of gym, and then James came over for dinner and Simpsons (which I haven’t watched in ages!). Alex was meant to join us, but got held up at a train station, and so went to eat in the city instead. Never mind. We did meet up with him for coffee, by which I meant that James and I had coffee, while Alex sat there and told us about the film projects that he’s involved in and how early he has to get up to hold the boom mic.
We then went to the movies (cheap tickets at the Nova on Monday!) and saw a somewhat curious scene on the way. Outside the cinema, there was a busker (pictured) singing lounge tunes (“The boys watch the girls while the girls watch the boys…), while a hobo (complete with wine bottle in brown paper bag) sat on a milk crate next to him and made strange mumbling/cackling noises.
The movie was also good– incredibly bleak. It was a German/Austrian film called The White Ribbon, set in a pre-WWI German village and largely about the evil that lurks in humanity (or something like that). Child abuse, religious repression, suicide, guilt, deception and awkwardness not your thing? Go see something more cheery. I highly recommend renting a copy of Up. But if you’d like to watch something a bit depressing and quite well made, then this might do the trick. The cinematography was great and I liked the way it didn’t wrap up neatly. It felt more real being a depiction of people over a period of time, rather than the simple conflict-resolution plotline. It’s too late at night for me to adequately explain what I mean, so just go watch the movie, and come have coffee with me at some point for a chat about it.