holiday has passed and all good food has been eaten during
the two to three week long sparetime you get in December to
get on a spree of shopping for the next year during the
mellandagsrea - between holidays sellout - from stores that
you just the week before bought expensive Christmas gifts
from.
Then comes February and you get slowly back into working
mode as the darkest night has been in December,
Vintersolståndet - winter solstice has been over with and the
darker times turn lighter again. Isn't it weird? oO
C --
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science and so fort.
Art school
We have begun working at Final Cut pro and or le premiere from Adobe. It´s to learn how to make art
film project which is interesting so far. Hard to make a short film with all the process of the
filmmaking singlehandedly on every aspect of a film oneself. We had a woman from Gotland Film to
teach us about storytelling, how to write a script and tomorrow there will be a lecture in animation.
She mentioned Fårö and Bergmancenter and I feel like it's so close but far away, couple of hours bus
and the ferry, well in the springtime when it opens I will be going there. There something to look
forward to this year.
My free time
I thought I was looking forward to Mello 2015 the saturday last but as the young boys started singing
about taking a groupie instead of a selfie I turned the telly of. Maybe I have grown upp from that
music fest thing. Although I probably will turn into the Eurovision in May, it´s happening in Wien
and Australia will be attending to it which feels awkward. That´s a whole other continent I mean.
Eurovision is supposed to be for the European, ah well good to have some more participans soon it
will be Euro world vision? Music for the people. Yey
Ye salted icecream. I had never heard of it before but know I know. thx JD. Looking forward to see
Mordecai if it is as funny on screen as the actors that made it had doing it behind the scenes
according to interview.
Dreams
I dream in color and hear sound sometime, but it is rare that i remember the dreams as I wake up but
some of them are worthy of writing down and I sometimes wonder how it can be a dream and not
something that happened to me in real life, like some dreams are like memories others are
adventurous stories probably my mind taking a tripp into a Indiana Jones film I saw long time ago
mixed with the reading of Dalai Lama mixed up with the Maya indians and a hidden golden city in
the jungle. I can hear voices, spoken words in my dreamworld but I have never heard music.
Although I listen to an awful lot of music during daytime, never that it goes into my dreams..
Wonder why that is so? Maybe I ought to be a writer more than musician then.
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