yay. yay. yay.
My aunt Jody took a pic:
(my ma on the right)
The camera will acompany me to Wellington, New Zealand -- which is here:
I'll be working for Weta Digital on a James Cameron movie called Avatar. I'm leaving behind Blue Sky Studios and the project Horton Hears a Who. Click here and here for a sneak peak at some Horton images. I'll also include them here:
ps: click here to find me on IMDB.
Here's a poem I wrote two years ago:
juicebox frog
I stomp on my juicebox
and glare at the frog.
A juicebox holds one square breath.
(slowMo) Pressed, with unfolding paper lips,
the glue parts and gives up the ghost.
Imagine your mom blowing a timelapse kiss.
(speedItUp) My sneaker is the trigger;
bang!
An itty-bitty soul rides for dearlife a galloping echo
up-up away.
Does that soaking, stupid frog
also square a ripe breath?
Now, when your mom blows a kiss
her lipsticky mouth parts to allow a bullet
to unseal the tupperware top of the sound barrier,
lets out the quick, killing hand.
So, who is responsible
If your mother blows a kiss the instant
you pull your sneaker trigger?
3 comments:
I bet Milo wishes he were a CAMERA so he could go along with you to New Zealand. But I think the only pictures he would take would be of mice, insects, and cat food.
And then of course...he would risk being sold on Ebay.
Alternatively...Maybe you could get a Nikon Camera Strap, the ones with the giant self-important, my camera's better than yours, straps....and tie both ends around his body. Then you could just caually sling him over your shoulders as you walk through airpost security. You just need to teach him to say "Click" instead of "Mew".
You and Mom almost ave the same haircut. If you had your glasses on and your hair was a little longer...you'd look the same, except she's prettier!
I'm jealous! New Zealand is one of my favorite countries! Wonderful people! I hitch hiked solo across the North Island about 17 years ago. Wonderful experience. Very stupid. I may just have to come visit you!
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