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Life of Pi Directed by Ang Lee, 2012.  Written by David Magee.  Based upon novel Yann Martel

Twice viewed Life of Pi to understand film better.  I like topics about cats, household or big cats.  In the film the Bengal tiger, Richard Parker looked realistic enough, although all the animals in the film were animated largely.  It didn’t matter to me if the story was real or not. I’ve always wondered if that could happen with a wild animal like a big cat tiger. Maybe it could.  Maybe that’s why. As I viewed the film I looked into Richard Parker’s eyes, the Bengal tiger’s eyes like a household cat.  I am aware a person’s not supposed to stare straight into the eyes of a cat, but I did it once with my cat Ninja Pants.  She swatted me. Cats return the gaze.

Pi Patel stemmed from a family who had a zoo at a park somewhere in a town in India.  Eventually Pi meets a girl he likes. In political turmoil in the town, the family decides to leave and take the animals with them on a cargo ship to Canada or America.  Pi has to leave a girl he met behind. Suddenly during a night on the ship Pi hears noise. It walks to find out what’s it or wrong.  He sees a huge storm full of heavy rain and 100 foot waves.  At the same time, water fills the ship fast.  A zebra swims in ocean through hallway.  Zebra escapes.  Pi reaches higher level. Crew leaves ship.  He sees them. Pi wants to tell his parents to come but the crew won’t let him.  He can’t.  They push him onto a lifesaving boat quickly.  A zebra jumps from second floor onto boat.  Boat moves in big waves, storm and floats away.  Ship sinks.  His parents and brother die. 

Animals still alive swim to boat where Pi sits: tiger, orangutan, and hyena.  Zebra is hurt and lies down all the time.  Eventually hyena kills the zebra.  The tiger leaps and kills the hyena after the hyena kills the orangutan.  Pi likes the female orangutan.  Hyena is meanest of the creatures there, but at same time, if these creatures lived on the land, that is normal to prey on each other for food. 

Eventually tiger is only survivor with Pi. 

He learns to get along with him.  The tiger growls a lot like a wild cat.  Pi uses a whistle to tell him to come over and makes commands. 

Pi looks for food for the tiger. 

One time a bunch of flying fish fly onto their boat. They eat the fish. At last they have many fish to eat.

Pi catches a big fish and gives it to tiger. He says he knows he has to find food for tiger.

Huge storm so big nearly kills both of them.  Big waves throw Pi and tiger around in boat.  Tiger becomes sick.  Pi walks over to tiger at his weakest places tiger’s head  onto his thigh. 

One time Pi’s boat lands somewhere on an island.  He walks on island to investigate.  Right as he walks off boat, he eats something green from the ground. So hungry.

Walks to where a bunch of creatures live who look like monkeys.  He finds a fresh water pond and swims.  Bengal tiger eventually jumps out and eats one of the monkey looking creatures for dinner. He brings blankets to top of trees to sleep at night.  At a certain time, the monkey looking creatures run onto tree branches where Pi sleeps to sleep with him. Tiger runs back to the boat to spend the night.  The animals sense a change.  Parker Tiger senses it too.  They know another presence will arrive or has arrived at night. Monkey looking creatures gather around him to sleep on branches.

At night Pi looks at water and views many fish dead swirling in water.  He opens flower and sees a tooth inside flower of plant.  The whole island breathes.  Pi said it was a carnivore.  The island ate life on the island.  He realized he could not stay so the next day he picked up food supplies for tiger and himself. They left.  Whistled the whistle for the tiger.  Tiger jumps into boat to leave. 

I loved the ending of Pi and Richard Parker.  Eventually reach Mexican coast.  Tiger leaps out of boat.  As so many people do, when you are around an animal, live with an animal; for example a household cat, human beings tend to treat an animal like another human being, imprinting characteristics about being a human onto the animal. In reality the household cat is a cat.  She/he cannot behave like a human.  But unlike the tiger, the household cat is domesticated.  Tigers can be domesticated too, ones who are raised among humans since kitten hood. Those cats feel emotions, are intelligent, react to a person who takes care of her/him like a human being.  For example, a household cat knows very well when she/he is being abandoned as when she/he leaves their home because I witnessed a big domestic cat being given away at the SPA.  I could tell the big cat sensed it.  Their bodies shake. Act scared. They curl up and hide out in a corner of the cage where a cat is placed at SPCA.  Our cat Ninja Pants acted that way when she knew she was out of her home element and in foreign territory.  Pi loved that cat although he was scared of him sometimes.  They made it together through thick and thin from being stranded in nature, the big huge ocean for many months.  Ocean has many emotions from moving silent without waves to creating huge 100 foot waves in rain and lightning. They were lucky to be found. He said, the tiger didn’t look back at him as he was carried off the beach by Mexican men the last time when PI was rescued.  The Tiger, Richard Parker paused but that was it, then he went off into the jungle.  Pi expects Richard Parker to look at him but he does not. He wanted to say, we did it and lived through it together.  The man cries when he said that at the end of the story, he and the Richard Parker, the Bengal tiger.  

Otherwise Pi would have been lonely if he did not have tiger. He lost his parents. No one else in the world to be friends with except the Tiger. I feel the Tiger knew it too. They knew without speaking in English. 

When Pi was a little boy, he believed and said a person can see the soul of animal in the eyes of the animal.

What I liked: the natural life in the ocean such as the whale swimming to eat the plankton near Pi’s boat.  How the plankton sparkled and glowed.

How the carnivore island glowed and looked unusual. How it changed at night he found out. 

How the tiger looked real and acted realistic as a cat and big cat.

Pi didn’t want to kill that huge fish, but he did for food for the tiger.  After he killed the fish he felt bad and prayed to Krishna. Thank you for food for the tiger and I.  It reminded me a lot about praying for food when Indigenous hunt for food.

A tiger is huge. 

I liked the real versus the not real in the same story. 

Blue screen set up.   

Love stories about animals.  My favorite.   There were lots of favorite films seen this year but this is one of em.’ 

 

 

Coho July 7 14

During June and July I applied for a television producer position-Vision Maker Media and a Leslie Scalapino Award.  Both forced me to revise my resume and finish up-revise a drama been working on.

Haven’t taken many still photographs.  I am changing as a still photographer. Not much documentary still photography of things, except I still continue to shoot still photographs and videos of the Coho Salmon.  Never lets up.

Lots of movies I watch to get a better handle about the screenplay writing format.  Many of the feature dramas have different dramatic styles such as Prairie Home Companion, written by Garrison Kellor & directed by Robert Altman.  Also other feature dramas I have viewed and really liked: Fruitvale Station, My Son, Girl Model, Marley, Cog, Mountain Patrol, Muddy Waters and Rolling Stones, 1981, Life of Pi and others. So many I’ve viewed.  Glad to view them.

Life of Pi stood out, a feature drama, a reality mixed with surrealism.  I love stories about animals, especially Tigers.  The tiger animation was very realistically made.  Convincing.  It didn’t matter to me if the story was real or not. I’ve always wondered if that could happen with a wild animal like a big cat tiger. Maybe it could.  Maybe that’s why.

I loved the ending of Pi and Richard Parker.  Eventually reach Mexican coast.  Tiger leaps out of boat.  As so many people do, when you are around an animal, live with an animal; for example a household cat, human beings tend to treat an animal like another human being, imprinting characteristics about being a human onto the animal. In reality the household cat is a cat.  She/he cannot behave like a human.  But unlike the tiger, the household cat is domesticated.  Tigers can be domesticated too, ones who are raised among humans since kitten hood. Those cats feel emotions, are intelligent, react to a person who takes care of her/him like a human being.  For example, a household cat knows very well when she/he is being abandoned as when she/he leaves her/his home because I witnessed a big domestic cat being given away at the SPA.  I could tell the big cat sensed it.  The bodies shake. Acts scared.  Cat curls up and hides inward  in a corner of the cage where a cat is placed at SPCA.  Our cat Ninja Pants acted that way when she knew she was out of her home element and in foreign territory.  Pi loved that cat although he was scared of him sometimes.  They made it together through thick and thin from being stranded in nature, the big huge ocean for many months.  Ocean has many emotions from moving silent without waves to creating huge 100 foot waves in rain and lightning. They were lucky to be found. He said, the tiger didn’t look back at him as he was carried off the beach by Mexican men the last time when Pi was rescued.  The Tiger, Richard Parker paused but that was it. Then he went off into the jungle.  Pi expects Richard Parker to look at him but he does not. He wanted to say, we did it and lived through it together.  The man cries when he said that at the end of the story, he and the Richard Parker, the Bengal tiger.

Planning to go to Everett WA in a few weeks, but I wish I could travel way far away.

Yesterday I went to Newton Library to use the Internet, but I had wait for doors to open at 1 p.m. Sunday’s time.  I always view a woman at the library typing at the computer and using the Internet.  She was dressed in black yesterday. I saw a White woman who said I sighed too much there too.  At first when she asked that I said, You think I’m too anxious.  She said, I can hear you sigh.  Subtext – too much.  I said, well I can sing in a loud volume. I opened my arms wide when I said that, but continued with, but I won’t.  She did not reply.

A bunch of people were waiting for the door to open. I couldn’t stand it anymore so I said to the white woman dressed in black whom I see all the time, Wouldn’t you want to have your own Internet and computer?  She said, Sure.  I said, l hour and l/2 is short. If you do real serious work you need more time.  The white woman who said I sighed too much said, at Semiahmoo Library a person can use the Internet in one room and then go to the next room, use it  (more time).  The woman in black whom I see all the time said, I go to Strawberry Library to do that.  Woman who said I sighed too much said you get too many viruses on your computer.  I said, I had a Mac but it broke down. I never got viruses.  Never.  Ever.  I prefer the Mac over windows.  The woman who said I sighed too much said nothing. The doors opened. We went into our separate ways.

We stand around like that. I see some familiar people show up.  We express nothing to each other?  Why not say something? I wouldn’t have done that when I was 14. I was very shy and not assertive, but I am more assertive.  I never did that.  Too shy.  Mostly because I am lonely in Surrey.  I don’t talk to hardly anybody in Surrey.  People don’t want to talk to me. And it’s not because I am older. No.  It’s because I have something to say now. Also, I am lonely not able to speak to anybody besides Mark. I want to speak to other people.

When I finished the Internet at library, I biked across to 72nd Street.  Near the Newton bus loop, I saw Len one of the Squamish brothers, Indigenous brothers, whom  Mark and I met on Saturday.  Len looks Meti.  Here in Canada Meti is a mixture of French and Indigenous.  I met the other brother, Mike  before I met Len. Mike has dark skin like me, except I have darker skin.  When I saw Len near the bus loop on Saturday walking around I knew who he was.  Their mom and dad are mixed, Meti and Indigenous.  I recognized Len. I stopped him to talk to him.  I have said to people, BC don’t talk much to each other. People in BC are some of  most unfriendly bunch I ever met in my life. He said today’s events in the world causes it. It’s not spoken about on the news. I said that’s true.  About today’s events causes it, I said, I don’t know. I don’t think so. Turmoil has always been here.  I didn’t buy it.  He said, people in Edmonton, Alberta are friendlier.  Even the Americans are friendlier. I laughed when he said that. I said I have more friends in the US than here to know as friends.  I just don’t get it. Why is so difficult to make friends here.  I’ve tried for fourteen years? What gives?  After a certain point a person gives up.  That’s how I talk to everyone now days if I want to know what’s goin on.  How does everyone know what’s goin on? What’s the song? What’s it among people?  I am me.  Small talk doesn’t really do it for me with people, although sometimes I am forced to do it just to get people to talk. I get to the point.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The warmest day yet yesterday in Surrey.  I am resting and relaxing from editing the Locked Doors video which was made through Nothing About Us Without Us art exhibition.  Here is the link for Locked Doors Vimeo:

https://vimeo.com/93426618

Locked Doors was made through Nothing About Us Without Us art exhibition held at Gachet Gallery December 2013-January 2014. It shows at Chicago First Nations Film & video Festival right now. I reedited it at Gachet Gallery with 10.1 final cut pro during April. During March I fixed and reedited the audio track at First Nations House of Learning with their final cut pro 7 and made a dvd but as much as I tried to turn it into a good dvd copy it did not work because originally the Locked Doors video was shot with a new Canon video still photography camera. Dvd version from the 7 looked regressed. I viewed jagged lines in the face and furniture where the reading of the poem took place. In the meantime the Locked Doors edited at FNHL uploaded to You Tube. That copy was used as a viewing copy for film video festivals. I promised director Ernest Whiteman if accepted at the Chicago Native film & Video Festival I would obtain a good copy so I worked hard on the 10.1 fcp to get one. I tried to import the fcp 7 edited file into 10.1 fcp but it did not accept it. All that work done to fix it was not useable so I had to redo it again. What was hard was that I did not know 10.1 that well. I had to learn as I went along. Fortunately I was not green to work with fcp. I knew how to edit. I know final cut pro 5 & & 7 but they different than 10.1. Need to know about cuts, transitions, how to make overlays some things etc. I do not know everything but enough to basic cut. Learned that fcp 10.1 has a different terminology of editing but basically editing is editing. Why Apple changed it? I do not know. Saving is automatic. In the fcp 7 & 5, under file, it says save or save file. No longer is that there. What I wanted most was to see the audio file enlarged so I could insert key frames and change the volume. Cecily was able to obtain Issac to give hands on lessons with fcp 10.1. Thanks Issac it helped. It sped up the process. I was reading the manual but sometimes it did not work. Slower to work on it. I had a deadline. Had to e mail files to E Whiteman by May l. So I worked steadily for 2 weeks in April from 12 noonish or a little earlier. Not much earlier and late sometimes depending who stayed late at the gallery. I wanted to work on it in March but I could not. A play played and took a lot of time. I never travelled much into Vancouver because of that. So I had to get it done in a month.

I travelled all the way into Vancouver from Surrey which is a long way. Rainy days I take the bus to the sky train station. Take sky train to Vancouver. Hop off at Stadium exit and bike to the Gachet gallery which is 10 min. away. As I worked it, I felt tired because I could not sleep. It finished Wednesday, April 30 14 around 4 p.m. 2 ½ hours to upload to Vimeo. This copy definitely looks better on Vimeo than You tube.

 

Here’s the link for the 64th Year video I made for Anywhere Dance:

https://vimeo.com/92875652

64th Year was created for Dance Anywhere Beth Fein’s group from SF, CA. As participants we could dance a dance anywhere worldwide 12 noon on March 28 14. It was shot at a parking lot of an elementary school located nearby. I figured if they did not want me there when I shot it, I willingly would go if they kicked me off their grounds so it was tested on that day. I did not find the location until the night before. I biked over there to check it out. Saw a sign at the school, biked closer and it said, Spring Break March 23-30. I said perfect time for me. The kids will be away. So I appointed Mark J. McLeod to be the videographer. Easy to grab him to help. We set up a tripod quickly and tried not to call attention to us. I tried to do it quickly. Had to work out the outline borders where the camera shot, where and when I moved within the frame of the camera. Best to keep within the frame. I watched the shot right afterwards to see if the shots were okay. Mark in the beginning kept cutting my head off. Then he adjusted to the situation. The shots turned out okay. The shot uploaded to Vimeo was the best without any huge errors on my part and Mark’s. I wanted it done in one take. Always it is more complicated to shoot with two cameras, use crew such as videographer and dancers and coordinate their time schedules. That is why I only use myself most of time for Anywhere Dance. I have done Dance Anywhere only twice. No big complications. Easy to shoot but it really was not easy to shoot. I had to choreograph the dance too.

Choreography started a month earlier here and there. Got to have room to practice dance steps. Practiced steps in different places. Closer to March 28th I rehearsed dance twice after the Newton Library closed on Sunday in the parking lot. Once on a Sunday I rehearsed close to the Newton Library at a parking lot near the back of the Dairy Queen and the Newton Recreation Hall. I arrived at the parking lot first to rehearse. Then 5-10 minutes later, the cops showed up. They parked their car right in front opposite me literally as I rehearsed. Too bad some other videographer did not show up and videotape us. Cops hang around in Surrey-Newton lately more than usual because a woman was murdered near the Newton Recreation Hall at the end of January. Cops suddenly changed their tactics. They do sweeps, act paranoid and victimize people. That was when and where I expressed at a meeting at Newton Recreation Hall February 15 14 to the cops, where were you when the Indigenous were missing and murdered when all that happened. The day before I walked the Missing & Murdered Women March, February 2014 in Vancouver. I view a double standard in regards to Indigenous women in treatment of missing and murdered people. Well you know I love cops and love to zap out anyone who asks me what I am doing when I dance on the streets. I have done it many times, dance in the streets. This is not only the only time. So I proceeded to work and make up dance steps by practicing til memorized in my brain. Once I timed the dance: a minute and ½ total. I didn’t not care how long it lasted. At least I created a dance for a minute. Dance steps happen impromptu as well. Just happens. I tried to perfect my dance in front the cops. They stayed for almost l/2 hour just watching. What did they expect.

This one woman friend said they were expecting someone “crazy.” Hey what’s crazy, man. I was practicing turns learned in dance class and experimenting with steps for the dance. I still can do some of the turn steps okay, but I never get to practice them. In order to do turns okay to real good, a person has to practice the steps to work out okay. I out lasted them. I think they became bored with my rehearsal and left. Now that scene makes me laugh. Now they know someone in Surrey who dances in parking lots.

I retorted to that friend about being crazy. “Hey I can dance man!” It’s not just any dance. I do not know how smart those cops are but if I viewed a dancer like that and the dance, I’d know that person had dance training. I usually can tell. It shows. Personally I do not think many cops are as educated and aware in their lives. They lack information about Indigenous people, women, people of color, what happens in the world, filmmaking, music, art…..dance. I never had a cop as a friend so I really do not know but I view and read many articles about corrupt cops. I can tell they victimize by the way they have treated me. I am dark skinned of color. From that I would say they are racist and sexist. Not all but some. I really have no respect for people who are racist and sexist.

Another reason why I made the 64th Year is I have loved dance since I was 12. Once I wanted to be a dancer. When I was fourteen I viewed West Side Story by Robert Wise. Dances were choreographed by Jerome Robbins. Always I liked certain dances from WSS like when the Puerto Rican gang dances as a trio in the streets. I tried to emulate that. After viewing that film at 14, I asked my mother if I could take dance classes. I called up dance studios in Phoenix to ask about dance lesson fees. I found a place that didn’t seem to charge so high. I asked my mother after I called, may I take this dance class. It costs $4-5 per lesson. My parents paid for dance classes an entire year at 14 years old. I read many books about ballet and ballerinas. As I became older, I learned about modern dance, Martha Graham and all the dancers associated with that. Then there is jazz dance. I use to watch American Band Stand, Where the Action Is, Hullabaloo, Shindig and Soul Train in the U.S. I imitated the dancers and dances. As I said I use to practice dance steps with a girlfriend in elementary school who liked to dance during summer afternoons. That is how we got better. That kind of interest in social dance continued most of my life to the present. At social clubs, if I really liked a song to dance to and there was not anyone to dance with usually I danced alone. When I lived in LA, I observed a few times a few who were brave and danced intensely by themselves such as an Afro young man. That person wanted to dance so much he danced by himself. I have done it too at clubs. Generally the public is scared in their pants to dance by themselves. I know I am a better than average social dancer.

All my life I have taken various types of dance classes, low cost or free dance classes. At UCLA when I was a graduate film student I took dance classes from the dance department. The dance department had mostly modern dance and other different types such as the Capoeira. I took the Capoeira dance from an Afro young guy who knew how to play the gourd instrument. I remember the teacher said he went to Brazil to learn the dance. I have viewed that dance here in Vancouver. Capoeira is a martial arts dance.

From those dance classes I was exposed to, I liked the jazz and Afro jazz dance the best. I have taken some dance workshops in LA & here in Vancouver. I have observed hip hop dance. A person has to be trained in gymnastics to do those physical feats.

For example, idealistically I would like to include another dancer in a Dance Anywhere dance. I thought to try it this year but I know only two people who may do it. Their schedules are hard to deal with than some people. They are not Indigenous either, but that does not matter. I need bodies who will dance this style. I do not know any Indigenous type who would dance like this without pay and attend a rehearsal at least. To make that dance among the other things is hard to do. For example during 2013 I could not do it. I did the Cannibal Women Camp Out play. On the day the troupe left for Kelowna for the play, Dance Anywhere happened. I could not ask the driver of the car to stop for at least a l/2 hour to video tape dance steps. Too stressful and the van had to make it there.

I know two dancer types. I met a woman from a dance class Move It. I took class with her. I know she could do it. Most likely she could create her own dance. The other is a guy actor. I have an intuition he could do it. Either one could dance with me. They could make up their own dances. Prefer to work with people, who are reliable, do not complain about not being paid and about doing a rehearsal. At least to have a dance rehearsal than none at all. Twice is better though.

But I did not do that this year. The edit of Locked Doors dominated over Dance Anywhere project, but I am glad I created a dance when I had important things to do. I manage myself solo better than to include other dancers. I can yank Mark J. McLeod to shoot the video. I taught him videography and I express what to do.

With these two videos, I worked hard on them. It leads me to express yes, making these videos creates creative satisfaction. Yes I would like to show them in places. Videos and films were meant to be shown to people. Yes I am grateful that First Nations Film & Video Festival in Chicago will screen Locked Doors. I am grateful to First Nations House of Learning and Gachet Gallery for letting me edit Locked Doors there. Many people reject what I have done in the last 15 years. I have observed many kinds of reactions from people; for example about Locked Doors. One guy at Gachet Gallery, said I tried to look at it without the audio. In this case the audio matters to listen to it. What is that? What do I expect? I receive all kinds of reactions. Sometimes it is disheartening. Sometimes people totally get it.