patriciathinks

talk is cheap. so i write.

vanityfair:

Aaron Sorkin profiles David Fincher for us, and the results are characteristically great. “David sees dead people—which is to say, he sees things I can’t see,” Sorkin writes. “The  smallest gradations of color and shadow. The positioning of a prop  relative to the composition of a frame. The wetness of a gutter  partially illuminated by a traffic light.” For more.
Photographs by Annie Leibovitz.
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vanityfair:

Aaron Sorkin profiles David Fincher for us, and the results are characteristically great. “David sees dead people—which is to say, he sees things I can’t see,” Sorkin writes. “The smallest gradations of color and shadow. The positioning of a prop relative to the composition of a frame. The wetness of a gutter partially illuminated by a traffic light.” For more.

Photographs by Annie Leibovitz.

Travel

I’ve always thought it’ll come around my corner, you know much like love. The sense of urgency, the willingness to see, to feel and to wander, the intensity of going, the I-can’t-believe-this-beauty, the clash of culture that leads to initial shock to familiarity then finally being home with it.

Most people will tell you that it is the one thing that will change you and one that you must do while you’re young. 

Well let’s see coz finally it has arrive right down my alley, in front of my doorstep and definitely the little bastard didn’t knock—just went right through the zone and erased all ideas of comfort.

Finally, the travel bug has bit, hard and deep, and I am all the better coz of it. 

Hello, world! I’ll see you soon. :) 

I want to learn how to draw because I realized that, or maybe just finally acknowledged what was there all along, just looking at great art makes me happy from just a simple doodle or something digital like a well-designed blog theme. 

And I felt and constantly feel the need to create something visual and it, this feeling, is increasingly and aggressively being at the same level of my passion for placing the right words together to come up with a written piece. 

A scary place to be—it is much like being in kindergarten again, but one that gives me such peace to finally be able to admit to myself—even if I wasn’t born with the talent and yet have all these images in my head. 

This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a shitty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most. I believe you can’t feel real joy unless you know what it means to fail. You can’t know what it’s like to feel holy until you know what it’s like to feel really fucking evil. And you can’t be birthed again until you’ve died.
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