I'm in a funk and need to get out. I have no problem watching a movie a day, but find it more and more difficult to get my video projects done. Work or scheduling issues seem to keep getting in the way. An artist I know set out on a project to make a drawing a day as a way to deal with these problems. I've decided to use a Flip camera and iMovie to make one short video sketch a day. Some narrative, some not, hopefully some interesting.We'll see what happens when there are no excuses.
Kent and I decided to experience the last bit of the holidays, and something where I wouldn't have to experience crowds or screaming children. We went to the Sharon Woods holiday display in Sharonville (http://www.holidayinlights.com/). It was a little pricey for holiday lights, but quite enjoyable. You stay in your car and drive through the woods, and thanks to the holiday, there was very little traffic. The soundtrack is courtesy of the CD I bought last week at Biltmore of their pipe organ.
If asked what impressions Scotland left with me I'd be lying if I didn't say rain, but foxglove would also be there. These beautifully vibrant colored flowers would seemingly pop up out of nowhere along the road everywhere we went in Scotland. There'd be fields of them near our cottage, along the coastal road and the M77, as well as the train tracks. One of the few things I bought in Scotland was a scarf that was in that same color, in fact the label even called it Foxglove. Even when things w...
Sadly this was our last day in Scotland. We had to return the rental car to the airport by 11:00 a.m., which we were a little late for due to missing our exit and ending up in Glasgow center city. The guy at the return desk luckily let us slide saying he'd worked in the Glasgow center city area and it was crazy. He also let us know, a little too late, that for 10 pounds more we could have had a GPS (or Sat Nav as they called them) in the car, but the agent (and online form) did not let us know...
I was still bummed out for having nothing really work out on our day in Glasgow on Monday, so I felt I needed a re-do. Also, we decided to go our separate ways for the day, giving each other a little space. Kent went to the Isle of Arran, while I went back to Glasgow (he's still tweaking his photos, but you can check out his photo stream on Flickr). He dropped me off at the Ayr station where I took a train with a mother whose son kept asking her who was making her drink and that she was fuckin...
After a day in Glasgow, a day in London (oh, the blisters from walking), and a day in Edinburgh, it seemed a good idea to take a bit of a respite (at least for me; Kent, sweet guy that he is, drove). I was also beginning to feel the effects of the cold/sinus infection/virus/whatever I had caught, and that I'm still getting over. As the rain began that morning in Dailly (what a shock), we, after sleeping in a bit, drove north on the Ayr coastal drive up to Largs. I had spotted this pencil-like ...
Rain, rain, go away. The rain first started as we left our Glasgow airport motel. We were told there would be a fine if we didn't return the key, yet a half hour before breakfast would begin, there was no one in sight, so I documented our leaving the key. We then drove in to the city center, parked our car, and caught the train to Edinburgh in order to shave off some time on our journey. We were greeted by a beautiful ceiling light at the Waverly Station and the disconcerting taxi ramp inside ...
Rain, rain, go away. The rain first started as we left our Glasgow airport motel. We were told there would be a fine if we didn't return the key, yet a half hour before breakfast would begin, there was no one in sight, so I documented our leaving the key. We then drove in to the city center, parked our car, and caught the train to Edinburgh in order to shave off some time on our journey. We were greeted by a beautiful ceiling light at the Waverly Station and the disconcerting taxi ramp inside ...
Oh, glorious day, and it was! No rain in London! We had a bit of a bumpy start getting up at before the crack of dawn, me still being upset from yesterday, and someone with a medical issue that had to be taken off our EasyJet flight from Glasgow to London, but we got there. This was the first day I really felt I could breathe. I'm not sure whether it was the somewhat familiar territory (although I was only there for a week in 2003) or just my love of London. We had been a bit concerned when th...
This was not the best day on our trip, even though the skies were blue, it was windy, but warm, and no rain. I was still experiencing jet lag and couldn't quite get up as early as I would have liked, which if we had been staying in the city center wouldn't have been much of a problem, but the far distance between where we were staying and the things I wanted to see caused a great deal of problems. We left late morning to go in to Glasgow and didn't arrive until late lunch at Bellahouston Park....
I'm not sure if we were experiencing jet lag or just exhaustion from the flights, but we slept in on Sunday morning. Of course this threw us off my not-very-realist schedule, but it couldn't be helped. Once up, fed, and caffeinated, we headed to the lounge to check e-mail (there was only WiFi in the lounge and only limited hours) and planned to stay a bit close to home, visiting Culzean Castle and perhaps venturing to the nearby beach of Girvan. With directions in hand we were off for our coas...