Author: Claire

  • Genius

    As you already know, I’m in TV school, learning the tricks of the trade. Over the past couple of weeks, I watched these videos. The first I learned about in class…

    The second showed up while I was doing research for a project.

    Both speak volumes about the writing process.

    Tell your truth–no matter what it is. Don’t worry about convention. Don’t be discouraged by what “they” say. Just be honest.

  • I love music.

    I especially enjoy listening to it while I write. Since Saturday was supposed to be devoted to writing like a motherf*cker I was in my glory. Here are a couple of tracks that made me dance as I typed:

    I can’t find the studio version of “When I Fall…” on iTunes. I might have to acquire it by…Other means.

    This next song is, however, a part of Apple’s collection.

  • So, I went to Nuit Blanche.

    Yes, I know this post is late. As the kids say, I’m “Sorry/Not sorry…”

    How was it?

    People were everywhere. And if you don’t believe me, well…

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    Note the two guys on the right in the third photo. My camera just…Did that. I didn’t use any filters or FX in these shots.

    My adventure began when I exited Queen Station. The farthest I got along Queen was John Street. In fact, that’s where I found this woman:

    Shortly after seeing her, I decided to go home. My night ended much sooner than I’d anticipated. (Earlier I’d had visions of pulling an all-nighter.) But it wasn’t disappointing. Not by a long shot.

    I remember tweeting after I saw those guys that I’d captured them at Queen and Bay. But it was probably Queen and University.

    No matter, though. The music meant more to me than the location. In fact, it’s what made the night worthwhile.

  • Thought of the day.

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    Human beings are teaching me more about God than religion ever has.

  • Last Friday Night: Forever Friday

    Earlier this week I “liked” what I thought was merely a Facebook page for Nuit Blanche. The next thing I know,one of my classmates invited me to hang out with her.

    I didn’t realize that I’d given the thumbs up to something called Forever Friday. When we arrived I had no idea about the lineup. But it was a wonderful event.

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    “The rose is without why, it blooms because it blooms, it cares not for itself, asks not if it is seen.” – Boris Achour

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    When art and activism come together, it’s the best of both worlds. Friday night’s focus was on Chinese artist Ai Weiwei. Light was also shone on the plight of Tarek and John–two Canadians who are finally coming home after being detained in Egypt.

    Indoors, there was a concert and presentation. George Stroumboulopoulos hosted. Roger Petersen, Wei Lee, and others spoke.

    The music was mesmerizing. Here’s a snippet from a performance by LAL. If you can’t feel it, TURN IT UP!!:

    Whitehorse also took the stage. I shot some video of their performance, but it was only a few seconds long. This photo doesn’t do them justice.

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    In the midst of everything, there was also a trio from a band called The Samba Punks. And Gene Pendon created a painting of Ai Weiwei right before our eyes.

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    The evening ended with k-os DJing.

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    Once again, I owe Friday night to one of my new friends. She gave me some great insight into Ai Weiwei and his work. In hindsight, I wish you could’ve been there to see and hear what I did. There’s so much that I know I’m not saying…But by the end of the night, my heart was so full, it was ridiculous. In the presence of live music, something truly wonderful comes over me. Friday night was no exception. And knowing that the event took place to shine a light on others was even better!

    As an aside, I found myself overcome with thoughts about what I want to do with my media-minded self. I want to take my talent and DO GOOD. I need to. It’s the only way I’m going to have any peace in this world.

  • Night Music, redux.

    I used footage from my previous video in a short project.

    Capturing people honestly means a lot to me–I can’t wait to improve my skills.

  • Night Music.

    On Friday I dragged a friend out with me to run an errand.

    When we were finished, we ran into these guys:

    You have no idea. I could’ve stood there forever.

    Dear God. Music is what I’ve been missing. Let me grab my copy of NOW…

  • On Dreams: Morning Motivation

    If you’re not a church person and you skipped my last entry, check this out:

  • “We did it! We did it! We did it!”

    “Yay!”

    College Humor has been killing me softly with their Dora the Explorer videos.

    And who knew that a live-action Diego would be so hot?

    I mean, this…

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    does not normally equal this…

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    Not that I’m complaining. 😉

    FYI: Web series now have IMDB pages.

  • Thank God.

    Sometimes I feel as though God is the King of Last Minute Gifts. But it’s all good. Mainly because He is.

    In spite of all of my grumbling about how some believers behave, I’ve realized that I am still very much in love with the core of my faith. I can’t let it go. None of the things that people may do can nullify God’s infinite grace and love.