Skip to main content

The white box called MIT

13th Feb 2012

Well sitting here within this white box called MIT has been extremely limiting. It's DRAB. It's super hard to stay creative in such a boring environment. Often we look around, hoping to find something inspiring. I thought of buying a yellow lamp and making my own corner in the class with my paints and everything kept ready for me to just make heaps of sketches, but there are thieves in MIT. So I actually considered working in the confined tiny space my room provides. I will definitely try it out tomorrow - whatever works.

'The Mailbox' is going slow and directionless. The process of film-making is fun, but very scary indeed!! Today I talked to Chandan sir, asking him for help. He gave me a few good suggestions and I pinned them down. I guess I'm gonna have to go home to collect photos for my environments and make a HUGE-ASS resource library so that when I come back I have something to keep going back to.

Occassionally when En and I are in a fun mood a funny conversation comes up that lightens me up for the rest of the day. The other day Ishan was talking about this film - 'In the mood for love'. En was jolly and overheard, so he goes like this:



I'll soon color my sketches tonight and upload them on The Greedy Pencil. Check them out later.
Okay see you blog! May the force be with me.

--

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Be the change you want to see.

18th April 2016 Arvind and I recently read about the 19 year old who is solving the world’s ocean pollution crisis. Boyan Slat is a Dutch engineering student single handedly developing the gyers (floating booms and processing platforms) which would potentially clean up 20 billion tonnes of plastic from the world's oceans; the plastic which kills millions of animals and damages thousands of cargo vessels every year. Arvind stressed on the fact that he was 19 – he was exceptionally impressed by a kid who showed that much drive, determination and hard work at such a young age. For me, regardless of his age, this was so commendable. The age didn’t matter to me, infact I disagreed with Arvind, and mentioned how adults have it harder to do something for the greater good. Not only are they in a pathetic zone (they have full time jobs!), they also have responsibilities towards their families and are less imaginative and courageous than the youth since they are aware of the hindrances li...

La La Land Review

23rd Jan 2016 I watched La La Land today.  I’m not really one for musicals, but the story completely overpowered the ‘genre’ of the film. The trailer didn’t excite me much, but I was curious to know why it won SO many Golden Globes, and besides – it was directed and written by Damien Chazelle, the same man who made ‘Whiplash’; another film I was awed by.  I still have first-screening frenzy, but I’ll try to look at this as clearly as I can. This was not just a musical. It is an honest and heartfelt film about dreamers; a subject which is very relatable to us all. Emma and Ryan are so cute and charismatic, and it’s lovely to see how their ambitions unfold and how one makes the other push forward and become someone more. I don’t think it’s a love story, but a story about the honesty and drive with which the characters dream. However you do root for the two of them, and the love story is beautiful to watch at parallel. I was left speechless choked up by the end....

Life's Hard

It's funny how at one moment, life is heaven. Bliss. And a few days, it's hell. You hate living it, it's frustrating. As you grow, u realise everyday, the complexities of the world. How friends live for each other, how parents treat their children, n how they're misunderstood. How some people are not fortunate to have a good family, some who are deprived of love. Some who need you, and you only, and some who you need, but cant get. Some who hang on, even after they're thrown off cliffs by life. How each day brings a new lesson, how time passes, with happiness and sorrow everyday. How one lives for another, just to see a smile on their faces. Faces that hardly experience joy, or the feeling of being loved. And somewhere, in your heart, you love them for needing you, and being so weak. Yet, you can't bear to see them that way. Life gets harder when you're living for someone other than yourself .