Of course there are Tumblr’s made up of nothing but Twin Peaks GIFs! Some better than others, of course, seeing as the endless pop-cultural loop, of finding the perfect edit (will it be a seamlessly smooth loop, or like the above example, will it end abruptly, hauntingly, before relaunching), is not something to be trifled with. Because a really good GIF captures the essence of something and can effortlessly draw you in, it’s like a haiku, so compact and bursting forth, like a firework.
This may have been the best from the several hundred I viewed. From episode 1, no? A video filmed by James on the occasion of his outing with Donna and Laura. Donna’s watching this video on a television monitor at the the police station, still in shock over the loss of her best friend.
Seconds later, Agent Cooper will freeze the frame and see reflected in Laura Palmer’s eye somebody sitting on a motorcycle.
Briefly Megan (Taken with Cinemagram)
Having experienced first hand the joy of jumping on giant inflatables, Megan has vigorously advocated over this past year for a “jump party” when she turned 4. Attentive as we are to the dreams and ambitions of our children, Cathy and I looked forward to providing her unfettered access to those giant, generator fed (the droning din of the giant warehouse establishment housing these things is impressive), germ du jour ridden inflatables when that day at last arrived.
In smaller, more familiar things, memory weaves her strongest enchantments, holding us at her mercy with some trifle, some echo, a tone of voice, a scent of tar and seaweed on the quay. This surely is the meaning of home. A place where every day is multiplied by all the days before it.
—Freya Stark, Perseus In The Wind, 1948
So I finally started making some of the video-essays I’ve been thinking about making for a few years now. I’m hoping to make roughly a dozen 3 to 5-minute long videos exploring ideas about home, place and community over the next year. This first one is a Halloween-inspired piece silliness. The next one should come along in a week or two.
You Know You Like It: AlunaGeorge
It’s October and only now has it become abundantly clear this was my summer jam. The percolating bass line was what first buttered my ears in the early days of June, so by July I had completely fallen for the elegant slink of its groove. The better part of August I was fully under the spell of Aluna Francis’ gorgeous delivery (her lovely English accent is the song’s secret sauce), and by summer’s end, as mid-September gave way to autumn, I was unreservedly smitten by its giant bubblegum hook of a chorus (on the above video, this hook drops at 48 seconds in) and had taken to, on more than one occasion, dancing to the song while wearing headphones. I wish you could have joined me.
Which reminds me. I think the way Aluna Francis dances in this video to be the embodiment of what has sadly come to be known as adorkable. Zooey Deschanel must cede some ground.