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Jujube: /* Feedback on thesis introduction (emails in December) */

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Feedback on thesis introduction (emails in December)

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	your work so far, I'd say these were as follows:		your work so far, I'd say these were as follows:

	~~---~~ Search for form		* Search for form
	~~---~~ Finding a 'home' in language		* Finding a 'home' in language
	~~---~~ The relation between word and image		* The relation between word and image

	Of course there's some overlap between these. I feel that these have		Of course there's some overlap between these. I feel that these have
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	outline) of the chapters to follow.		outline) of the chapters to follow.

	~~>>>>~~ think you can seek some out yourself—if you take Maggie Nelson's *The		think you can seek some out yourself—if you take Maggie Nelson's The Argonauts and Chris Kraus's I Love Dick as starting points, you'll be able to track these down easily enough. But there is a book which I'm going to suggest you take a look at though I've not read it—Han Kang's The White Book (trans. Deborah Smith). It's an experimental memoir which is quite fragmented, and is highly visual, according to Deborah Levy's very compelling review in The Guardian. Given your plan to write about the role of recurring images in your personal mythology, I thought it might be quite interesting for you to look at how images are used in her writing. I also thought it might be useful for you to explore the writing of artists who identify as both writers and film-makers, such as Xiaolu Guo.
	~~>>>>~~ Argonauts and Chris Kraus's I Love Dick *as starting points, you'll
	~~>>>>~~ be able to track these down easily enough.
	~~>>>>~~
	~~>>>>~~ But there is a book which I'm going to suggest you take a look at,
	~~>>>>~~ though I've not read it—Han Kang's The White Book (trans. Deborah
	~~>>>>~~ Smith). It's an experimental memoir which is quite fragmented, and is
	~~>>>>~~ highly visual, according to Deborah Levy's very compelling review in
	~~>>>>~~ *The
	~~>>>>~~ Guardian. *Given your plan to write about the role of recurring images
	~~>>>>~~ in your personal mythology, I thought it might be quite interesting for
	~~>>>>~~ you
	~~>>>>~~ to look at how images are used in her writing. I also thought it might
	~~>>>>~~ be
	~~>>>>~~ useful for you to explore the writing of artists who identify as both
	~~>>>>~~ writers and film-makers, such as Xiaolu Guo.

	= Feedback on Proposal (27/11 skype with Natasha) =		= Feedback on Proposal (27/11 skype with Natasha) =

Jujube at 10:23, 3 January 2020

2020-01-03T10:23:55Z

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			= Feedback on thesis introduction (emails in December) =

			Some general comments:

			I think it's imperative in a project of this kind that you keep a
			clear, strong sense of your main themes in mind. From my reading of
			your work so far, I'd say these were as follows:

			--- Search for form
			--- Finding a 'home' in language
			--- The relation between word and image

			Of course there's some overlap between these. I feel that these have
			been a lost a little in this second version.

			Do also be careful not to compress your writing so that nuance is
			lost. I feel this has happened in the following instance:

			In your previous version you wrote:

			'I have been in search of the form of my practice, just like I have
			been in search of home.'

			I thought this a very strong and poetic statement (below I have copied
			out the comment I wrote about this, which I'd like you to think
			about*). But in your revised version this formulation has been
			compressed as follows:

			'What is form. What is home.'

			I feel this second version is a lot less open, and generous to the reader.

			I'd advise you now to put the introduction to one side if you can, and
			to focus on drafting chapter 1. If you were able to send this to me
			before our meeting on 9 Jan that would be great—I would aim to read
			and comment on it before we meet.

			With best wishes,

			Natasha

			*I think this would make a powerful opening statement. You could then
			step back to talk about the complex linguistic landscape you inhabit
			(material you have shown me previously). You could then (for the
			thesis if not for the publication) expand this to set out the aims of
			your thesis—to consider your film-making practice as a search for
			form, with reference to your writing practice in English, and your
			critical readings of work by other makers—writers, film-makers—who
			operate in a similarly hybrid context, and name the key figures you
			will be considering (if you are focusing on 2-3 specific makers), or
			broad descriptions of the kinds of works you will be considering, if
			there are many you will be looking at. Go on to describe your
			approach—the combination of the critical and the subjective, in the
			mode of experimental memoir—and then give an overview (just a broad
			outline) of the chapters to follow.

			>>>> think you can seek some out yourself—if you take Maggie Nelson's *The
			>>>> Argonauts and Chris Kraus's I Love Dick *as starting points, you'll
			>>>> be able to track these down easily enough.
			>>>>
			>>>> But there is a book which I'm going to suggest you take a look at,
			>>>> though I've not read it—Han Kang's The White Book (trans. Deborah
			>>>> Smith). It's an experimental memoir which is quite fragmented, and is
			>>>> highly visual, according to Deborah Levy's very compelling review in
			>>>> *The
			>>>> Guardian. *Given your plan to write about the role of recurring images
			>>>> in your personal mythology, I thought it might be quite interesting for
			>>>> you
			>>>> to look at how images are used in her writing. I also thought it might
			>>>> be
			>>>> useful for you to explore the writing of artists who identify as both
			>>>> writers and film-makers, such as Xiaolu Guo.

	= Feedback on Proposal (27/11 skype with Natasha) =		= Feedback on Proposal (27/11 skype with Natasha) =

Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T23:50:12Z

Statement

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. I look into this new bareness. I see its core~~. There —~~ weathered, softened, illuminated — the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. I look into this new bareness. I see its core: there, weathered, softened, illuminated — the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and to smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have written with images. I have spoken without words.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and to smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have written with images. I have spoken without words.

Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T23:49:32Z

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. ~~When~~ I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. I look into this new bareness. I see its core. There — weathered, softened, illuminated — the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and to smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have ~~chosen~~ images~~. I have made songs with time~~. I have spoken without words.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and to smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have written with images. I have spoken without words.

	I have become a filmmaker.		I have become a filmmaker.

Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T23:34:18Z

Statement

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen images. I have made songs with time. I have spoken without words.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and to smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen images. I have made songs with time. I have spoken without words.

	I have become a filmmaker.		I have become a filmmaker.

Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T23:33:25Z

Statement

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the ~~podcastModern~~ Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. ~~I have chosen words and~~ I have chosen images. I have made songs with time. I have become a filmmaker.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen images. I have made songs with time. I have spoken without words.

			I have become a filmmaker.

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Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T23:29:39Z

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look at its ~~bare~~ core ~~— dented~~, weathered, softened~~; yet standing stronger than ever~~, ~~more certain than ever — it is~~ the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look into this new bareness, I see at its core, weathered, softened, illuminated: the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the ~~podcast Modern~~ Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen words and I have chosen images. I have become a filmmaker.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcastModern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen words and I have chosen images. I have made songs with time. I have become a filmmaker.

	= Texts =		= Texts =

Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T15:35:10Z

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice — once armored with sureness and didacticism — has shed its skin. When I look at its core — weathered, softened, ~~bare~~ — it is the longing to tell stories.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice, once armored with sureness and didacticism, has shed its skin. When I look at its bare core — dented, weathered, softened; yet standing stronger than ever, more certain than ever — it is the longing to tell stories.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen words and I have chosen images. I have become a filmmaker.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have chosen words and I have chosen images. I have become a filmmaker.

Jujube at 10:48, 28 November 2019

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-I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice — once armored with sureness and didacticism — has shed its skin. When I look at its core — weathered, softened, bare — it is the longing to tell the stories I want to tell.
+I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice — once armored with sureness and didacticism — has shed its skin. When I look at its core — weathered, softened, bare — it is the longing to tell stories.
-''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell the stories of the heart — how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell the stories as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have become a filmmaker.
+''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell stories of the heart: how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell them as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold.  I have chosen words and I have chosen images. I have become a filmmaker.
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Jujube: /* Statement */

2019-11-28T10:19:58Z

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	I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice — once armored with sureness and didacticism — has shed its skin. When I look at its core — weathered, softened, bare — it is the longing to tell the stories I want to tell.		I have been in search of form, just like I have been in search of home. My practice — once armored with sureness and didacticism — has shed its skin. When I look at its core — weathered, softened, bare — it is the longing to tell the stories I want to tell.

	''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell the stories of the heart — how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell ~~them~~ with as much ~~depth, sincerity~~ and ~~humility~~ as I ~~can~~. I have become a filmmaker.		''Stories of love, loss and redemption,'' says the host of the podcast Modern Love. I wonder how many of us stumble across the wasteland of correctness waiting to be moved, understood, waiting for a smile and smile ourselves. Waiting, wanting. I want to tell the stories of the heart — how it aches, weeps, heals, hopes, with its sentience, its sorrow, its wounded kisses. I want to tell the stories as deeply and sincerely as I can, with as much humility and compassion as I uphold. I have become a filmmaker.

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