Putting Up "WELCOME TO OHOWDYO" Billboards In Western Ohio To Add A Different Perspective To The Dialogue.

Putting up "WELCOME TO OHOWDYO" billboards in western Ohio to add a different perspective to the dialogue.

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putting up “HELL IS FAKE” billboards in ohio to start a dialogue

Where Hugo, I Go...

Rewatched for the umpteenth time, the lovely film, Hugo (2011). If you haven't seen it, nor read the book by Brian Selznick upon which it is based, please consider a look and a read.

We rewatch films for a variety of reasons, just as we often do for books. Always something new and different to see, to hear, to learn, to experience.

But that wasn't why I put this film on the blog. With the WGA/SAG-AFTRA strikes, now more than ever, the Martin Scorsese directed piece seems relevant. Here we have the young orphan, Hugo Cabret, living in the train station and maintaining the clocks; the timepieces that make the trains, and presumably society, run on time. Those horological machines are human made and what time represents in the lives of humans is a constant tick tock, tick tock. With every beat of our heart, every breath taken, time passes.

Hugo senses this, as does his young friend, Isabelle. At one point in the film, Isabelle questions the future and what her purpose in life is to be. Hugo thinks for a moment and remarks:

"I'd imagine the whole world was one big machine. Machines never come with any extra parts, you know. They always come with the exact amount they need. So I figured, if the entire world was one big machine, I couldn't be an extra part. I had to be here for some reason. And that means you have to be here for some reason, too."

And during their conversation, Hugo also states:

"Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was meant to do… Maybe it's the same with people. If you lose your purpose… it's like you're broken."

Turning that scene over in my mind and thinking about the plot (w/o spoiling too much, it is a wonderful homage to humans and art and film and history and human connections) and the ongoing strikes...but...

How is it that we humans have so readily turned the machines into the masters and the humans who created them into the extra parts?

This marvelous film would be nothing without the humans who dreamed and created and built and moved and loved it into being along with the original work upon which it was based. The humans aren't broken, the system is. The studios/corporations must recognize the labor that gives purpose to our lives and place the technology in the place wherein it serves the greater good before time runs out.

I could contemplate this film and its themes for a long time, it is a real gem to view and think about in the context of the past, the present, and the future. Hats off to all involved.

Reblogging this because that photo sincericida posted is haaaaunting me and I'm walking around singing new lyrics in my head all day.

ANDREW GARFIELD's (unknown for me) photoshoot.

Owwww babe... 🤩

Sharp. And how in the world does Ms. Stone make crew length hosiery paired with heels look so put together?

She’s the type of talent that one can imagine an entire back story (for a character) from a single photograph.

Hear hear. I reblogged this for a couple of reasons but I'll focus on the one that let's me ramble on in a similar fashion (re: to your tag below your post) because your anon's comment hit a nerve with me.

It is of great benefit to be invested in your local community. Without a doubt. Living, working, volunteering, contributing locally--building relationships, breaking bread with each other, and recognizing each other's special gifts and humanity is essential.

However, it is also of great benefit to expand those horizons. The term 'global' is sometimes used as a dog whistle (not going there), and in addition there are a number of people who prefer isolationist policy but in truth, we humans have been 'global' for centuries. We have explored, traveled, sought goods and services, trafficked in people, escaped desperate conditions, and fought over soil and commodities. Again, for centuries. To ignore the plight of others outside of our communities is to ignore all of us. Does it take time in our busy world to pay attention? Sure. But in ways both small and large, it enriches us. All of us.

The late Carl Sagan, in his essay from his book The Pale Blue Dot, said it quite well and I've never forgotten his words from the first time that I read them. I don't wish to violate copyright so I will only post the link, but when one looks at the photo (taken by NASA from the Voyager spacecraft) of earth and reads his words, it resonates. It resonates because we forget so much more than we will ever learn and sometimes we need to remind ourselves of that and be humbled by it and willing to open our eyes and ears to the world. Here is the link, and if you've never read it, please do. It's a short read; takes much less time than making a cup of tea or even trolling and scrolling on the internet.

The Planetary Society

A Pale Blue Dot

Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us.

As a side note, I am so excited that there is to be a film about *Carl Sagan and his wife, Ann Druyan coming out in the future. It may have to wait due to current events, but the humans who labor and love and create are much more valuable than the final objects we desire.

*Voyagers (Zach Dean, writer; Sebastian Lelio, director; Andrew Garfield and Daisy Edgar-Jones in the titular roles) Looking forward to what these talented professionals can do with this story.

Tag: @ridiculously-over-obsessed

Why do you keep going on about the strikes, they don't affect you, it's annoying you're not even american stfu

Pst anon, I have a present for you, are you ready??

Also if you think this strike only affects American writers/actors etc, then you're wrong. These strikes set an industry tone that will have reprocussions world wide, the ramifications that this will have for the future of AI alone is staggering. Plus, as someone who wants to one day be a member of the WGA/SAG-AFTRA because I recognise that that is where the majority of work in this industry lies, of course I'm watching it closely??

Normalise being interested and invested in the world outside your small bubble of existence

This is an excellent beginning. Puns are the honey on my biscuit, let me tell you. Can't wait to read more!

Golden Hour

Pairing: Professor!Peter Parker x F!Reader

Summary: You are a graduate student working on your master's in journalism to get your dream job. Your adviser convinces you to take a beginner photography class to boost your resume, even though you swear you don't have an artistic bone in your body. Turns out, your professor, Peter Parker, is charming, patient, and handsome. Will something else develop in class besides film?

Warnings: Eventual highly inappropriate professor-student relationship, but no significant age gap, reader is already an established journalist looking to get her master's degree. Each chapter will have individual warnings. This chapter is pretty tame aside from some curse words and mention of wine consumption.

Author's Note: I have crawled out of my depression pit and I bring you this! Many thanks to @loveroftoomanyfandoms for beta reading! Divider by @firefly-graphics

Chapter One: Syllabus Day

“I have got to start using that gym membership,” you panted as you continued hauling yourself and your backpack up the second of four flights of stairs to your class. You weren’t sure what possessed you to sign up for an 8am class on the fourth floor of a building with only a freight elevator, but here you were regretting it. You finally reached your floor and took a moment at the top of the stairs to catch your breath before going to find your classroom. 

“At least today is syllabus day,” you thought as you took a seat towards the back of the classroom. 

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