Ode to Dori, and Ode to myself also!
So this is it. This blog is not being written from EFC. Internet, you win again you, delirious swine! What a day. Actually managed to clean the apartment. Said goodbye to all the staff – The co-workers. Got driven, by the always righteous Lise, to Copenhagen!
So what now? WHAT NOW?
I don’t know. Just don’t. It’s been five or six days since Dori left. Only the gods must know if he is still alive somewhere, trying to make Pizza in a hot spring in Iceland! No “FFUUUUUUU” this time Dori! Only silence!
The possibilities are many now. It’s almost like that the current situation is like the Wheel of Fortune, but with INFITNITY options. But we all know that is not true. Infinity is a lie. Like cake and dividing by zero.
If Dori was here I think, what do I think he would say Internet? What would he ponder about, as I would go into rapid details in my query of our learning’s about our stay at the EFC! What did we learn? What did we truly get, and what do we do know with the unique chances we have had? We are children of EFC. Birthed by a Machine! We are the humble subjects of Finnish Architects, created in the image of Ebeltoft. The mayor of Djursland smiles. Vigilantly.
Dori would not say anything to such a question. He would look up, but quickly turn his face towards the Acer. It’s understandable. After all, my convoluted questions are not the Internet, like you Internet. Always warm, always stretching your arms around me in the vicinity of Wi-Fi.
You know, I always showed you love, Internet. I treated you with respect and used your services. In knowledge, productivity, love, community, and more. You knew you where better. Your overflow of information. You know, you changed the world. What did we? Made a few films, ate a few cakes, and discussed Breaking the Waves? Big deal, whoop. But internet, it is a big deal.
I visited my grandparents the other day, and you know what internet? You know what? I found out, that in the late 50’s MY grandfather actually planted the first Fiber Optic cable in Denmark. Yes internet… My ancestor basically planted the seed that drives the internet to this day. And you know what that means internet?
It means, you are a product of me. Of my lineage. You might be god, but we are the Titans that where before the gods. Make the old ones who wrote Greek Mythology knew this would happen. Hah!
Anyways, thanks for letting me blog. It’s been fun rambling incoherent things. If films don’t work out, I will definitely check out the Crazy-Cat lady throwing Cats rapidly at random strangers education, because that sort of random gibberish and random ramblings is something I don’t understand, but it speaks to my heart, and this blog.
One last advice? One last voice of wisdom to my colleagues, friends, family, and the next set of students and workers at the EFC?
When I came to the EFC, not knowing anything about film, I learned that Light makes all the difference. It changed my life and how I looked at everything.
And it actually made me think about real life as well – We often judge and evaluate situations based on the light we see things. It can be that something looks more beautiful (physical, literally).
Or we might think lesser or more of something depending on the light we stand in, watching something (figure of speak, philosophical). We need Light to live (human anatomy fact #101). Are you showed in a bad light, people will like you less (community, socially.)
Remember, when you set up a three-point lighting system, in your shoot, that three-point lighting is like Chocolate Ice Cream!
The Key is the Ice Cream. It’s the foundation of the thing. Key Light means the source Light. This is what makes us able to see. It’s the strongest light source. In contrast, the Ice Cream is the foundation of Chocolate Ice Cream. You could eat the chocolate, without the Ice Cream, and without a bowl, but then it wouldn’t be Chocolate Ice Cream. It would just be Chocolate and you would be a pig, for not using a spoon!
The fill light is the Chocolate(chocolate sauce) . The Fill is what gives the light, smoothness and makes the flat or poor light, a new dimension of prettiness.
If you don’t have chocolate on the Ice Cream, then it’s just boring chocolate, and it will taste flat, and you will curse the money you spent, and become depressed and long for better days before the economic meltdown when you could afford chocolate toppings and those krømmel-thingys in happy-colors, that taste of sugar!
The Back-light, is the bowl. You could eat your chocolate ice cream without a bowl, but it would be messy, holding half a kilo of ice cream in the palms of your hands – and again you would be considered a pig by your peers. You would be the laughing stock of people who look cool when they eat.
Like Crows and Dinosaurs! And Mickey Rourke in 9/11 weeks where it’s slightly erotic, but it really just makes you hungry because they can’t decide if they want to have sex, or make food, and it’s kind of just teasing between the two not knowing where it will go, and then suddenly you get a picture of Jamie Oliver in your head and you wonder if he is really British, or why you thought of Jamie Oliver when two people in the film are about to have sex… ANYWAYS…
Backlight is what gives your light set up a backbone. It’s like a spine that body the momentum to stand. It creates round and smooth edges to characters and things.
And with chocolate ice cream, the bowl helps you not having to be a social outcast and a freak rejected from Ice Cream, because you where able to put your food in the bowl and eat it from the bowl itself, but not the actual bowl, only the Ice Cream in it.
People will respect you for using backlight. As they will for eating from a bowl. Have you ever heard anyone ever getting mad at someone for using a bowl? Yeah that’s what I thought so – In fact it’s been almost the opposite for me – I once had someone get angry for me, for NOT using a bowl. We where eating soup at the school and no more bowls, so I took a flat plate, and all the soup just fell to the floor. People started laughing. The teachers shaked their heads. The gods frowned upon me, and my ticket to heaven just got a invalidated. Moral is to use a bowl. Bowls and Gaffa Tape. Never leave your home without them.
- Frederik 9 Juni
