I watched the most amazing documentary today, even though a very short one. We had a presentation today in which we had to present our proposal for the next documentary that we will be working upon and we came across these amazing Mumbai rappers from the area popularly called Bombay-70 during research for the same. I was blown away by the amount of talent that these people have. Their music is now being produced by SONY Music so trust me, they should be taken seriously. Their raps are based on their lives, the lives that they have lived in these slums. It is so adorable how as a kid he fell into bad company and once even went to jail but then one day he realised that he could do better and he started writing. They grew up in slums and had almost no access to resources and yet were dedicated enough to do something for the society through their art. When he got hold of an I-Pad, given to him by his father, he started shooting and putting up videos and then there was no looking back for him.
Here is the short documentary about the rapper Naezy followed by some raps by him.
P.S. (Spoilers Ahead): After watching the movie, I was just lost for words. The part where her mother tells about his son writing rap and how people confused it with rape was just hilarious. Now, since we are working on a movie around carrom clubs, which are an integral part of Mumbai, we look forward to doing something like this for our movie as well. The use of the language is just spectacular. The part where he talks about the change in language from English to whatever the common lingo was so thoughtful. I am in love with Naezy, I am sure you will love him too. 🙂
In the five years since the series launched, Everything is a Remix has been viewed over two million times and produced a popular TED Talk. Amazingly, Remix continues to change the way people think about creativity, originality, and copyright.
To celebrate the five year anniversary, I’ve polished up the original four parts and merged them into a single video. For the first time now, the whole series is available as a single video with proper transitions all the way through, unified styling, and remixed and remastered audio. Part One has been entirely rebuilt in HD.
Most of you might not know it but when I started this blog I made a mid-year resolution to write atleast one piece everyday. I was on a loss these last few days as to what to write. Sometimes I think that the amount that a single person thinks in a day multiplied by the number of people must just be infinite. Does it mean that every thought has already been thought? Nothing new has been left to discover? Maybe whatever I am thinking and writing has been framed in exactly the same manner in someone else’s blog, journal, mind, etc.
The method I employ to write everyday is to choose something out of the ordinary that happened during the day and pick up that thread and start writing. This works most of the times bit sometimes it is just too random to make sense. The best part now is that when I write all this on a public blog, I have people who can guide me towards making more sense. Earlier, whatever I wrote was for myself but now I want to reach out to more people. I realise it is more effective as a method of introspection than writing for myself and definitely more productive. Also, the number of likes and follows I get for a particular post also tells me what kind of writing is good and what is not.
I am in the process of writing a dissertation and guidance for me, is extremely helpful.
This intriguing documentary shuttles from New York to France to Chicago as it traces the life story of the late Vivian Maier, a career nanny whose previously unknown cache of 100,000 photographs has earned her a posthumous reputation as one of America’s most accomplished and insightful street photographers. (Credits: http://www.vivianmaier.com/)
You must visit http://www.vivianmaier.com/ to see her amazing work and be enchanted by it. It has everything that a good photograph wants. Good framing, a little humour, tragedy, uniqueness, sense of lighting, in short, just everything. The mystery of Vivian Maier’s died with her but thanks to John Maloof, her art was preserved. It took him so much effort and hard work to get her work recognised and the extent to which he went to find out her history was truly appreciable.
Here is one of my favourite photographs from her collection.
Credits: Vivian Maiers
There is a story that every photograph tells. I cannot repeat enough. You must must check it out!
Before going any further I would like to suggest that you go watch the documentary “Cutie and the Boxer” because otherwise, maybe, nothing that follows will make sense. Believe me, even if you’re not a fan of documentaries, you will love this one.
Brief synopsis: A candid portrait of a 40-year marriage between Japanese “boxing” painter Ushio Shinohara and his wife, Noriko. Even if you’re not particularly fond of contemporary art, this doc shines a light on the anger, sacrifice and confrontation involved in an aging relationship. And you can’t help but fall in love with Noriko. (Credits: Huffington Post)
The title credits are displayed on the blank canvas that he is painting, while he is painting it. Amazing.
The cute little duck slippers that she gives to him as a birthday present and the candle shaped 3 even when it’s his 80th birthday. Little things like these make it special.
The fights they have and the misconceptions he holds, maybe. 😛 “The average has to be the assistant of the genius.”
Animated rendering of Cutie’s comics. Yay!
“You always say that your first work is the best.”
The tagline for his art show. Wham! Pow! Vroom! Such a kid at heart. ❤
Cutie on encountering Bullie’s bed when he takes her home for the first time: “What a dirty bed. . ., there is no sheet. . ., but art and love are more important.”
Virginia Woolf said “Female Artists need a little money and a room of their own to succeed.” My dear Noriko. ❤
Noriko tenderly placing cherry blossoms on Ushio’s forehead.
Norika while ordering supplies for making a bigger version of her artwork: “I need big brush because I am making big Cutieees.”
How she tells him outright, because they have that comfort level after 40 years of marriage: “I feel so free when you’re not around.”
Ushio, a few years back to a friend: “You’re so negative. You’ve got to be positive. Life is wonderful. When it’s blown to pieces, that’s when it becomes art. Art is messy and dirty when it pours out of you” Way to go Ushio. So aptly put, tragedy gives birth to inspiration and inspiration to art. And who gets to decide what is art. Whatever you think it is, it is that.
It comes out so clearly in their art, their personalities. Ushio is spontaneous and crazy, while Noriko pays attention to details and focuses on her work.
In the end its a combination of both their titles that makes it to the catalogue: “Love is a roarrrr.”
U: “Cutie hate Bullie?” N: “No Cutie loves Bullie so much.”
“Maybe being opposite helped us to accomplish something in the end.”
A Japanese world view or aesthetic centred on the existence of transience and imperfection.
There’s so much in the world to know and yet instead of using our time to discover all these beautiful things, we instead waste it in mindless activities. The most mindless of them being war and violence. Easier said than done, I know. But we are allowed to voice our opinions at all times aren’t we.
Coming back to the world. I am a big fan of Haruki Murakami and Kazuo Ishiguro, as well as Japanese Mangas. At the same time I have seen a documentary called Sans Soleil (which means Sunless in French). I really wonder what kind of a world it really is. It seems too far to relate to at any level. One of the items in my bucket list is thus a trip to Japan.
This is just a random rant about things unrelated. So I am going to a book I read long back – ‘An artist of the floating world’ by Kazuo Ishiguro. I always wondered what the world was. Was it like the floating island of Laputa of Gulliver’s Travels or something else altogether. Turned out it was the famous woodblock prints of Japan known as ‘Ukiyo’ or ‘pictures of the floating world’. This culture developed in the red light district of modern day Tokyo in the days when it was called Edo and thus it often depicted scenes of kabuki actors, prostitutes (inspiration for modern day hentai?), geishas, samurais, etc. Funny how art begins at improbable places.
So, here was a trailer to my bucket list and a preview of my dreams of being a traveller to satiate my curiosity. Sayonara.