Sunday, November 14, 2010

Lordy Lordy

Trying to figure out a good defensive "Roadblock" robot design for a fight scene I've been storyboarding. The only one that makes practical sense (extrapolating from today's technology) is the lame-ass one on the bottom right. But fuck that, it looks stupid.

No wind on the water today - a low mist in the forest made the treetops fade into grey silhouettes. The sky was like a giant grey-white lightbox casting down a completely diffuse light, so there were no shadows and no sense where the sun was. Perfectly quiet and still.

Swam in the ocean for the first time in a few days.

I recently learned that a lot of the indigenous people of this coast submerge in the water as a means of prayer - a way to commune with the spirits, and the Universe.

If you ever go out into a wild body of water and jump in, alone, you'll know that this kind of prayer isn't some hokey-jokey bullshit that requires any kind of faith or traditional culture to understand. It's real. You will feel it.

Break the surface of the water, stand up, breathe deeply, and look around you. You are an animal, purified, emerging from a bath like billions of other animals have bathed. You belong there, with the birds flying overhead, rain falling on your shoulders, water lapping around your feet.

As they say in Newfoundland, "Lordy Lordy, that is somethin'."


  1. Sounds like it's time to make a spiritual trip to Salt Lake City to see, as the Newfoundlanders say "The Gormons" (if I recall your story regarding your Grandma's boyfriend correctly).

  2. ha ha ha! You remember that, eh? :)