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wytchcroft) wrote2012-01-10 11:50 pm
wytchcroft) wrote2012-01-10 11:50 pm
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dashing to join the dots
one of the side-joys of scribbling is that synchronicity feeling of walking a path already covered in helpful breadcrumbs, the moving finger not so much writing as joining up the dots.
so, for example; i had just finished a piece of my 'tunnel' story, a section set in 1943 aboard a train with some German solders on it...
...sitting back, i cast what Sherlock Holmes always refers to as 'a long arm' and did some fic-related but non-pressure googling - in this case of Arseny Tarkovsky*, the poet father of Russian film director Andrei.
the very first hit was a brand new translation of a poem set on a train with some German soldiers aboard in 1943.
holy wow.
pausing only to grab my hat and cigarettes (really, that's all a wytch needs) i legged it to the nearest bookshop to see if they had the magazine with the poem in.
but aha! as soon as i came through the door my eyes zoomed in on a postcard (turned out to be from Boston Museum of Fine Art).
the postcard was a slightly queasy looking image of giant cogs in a bare landscape - exactly the sort of thing i'd been thinking of in connection with the story.
so i turn over the card and discover that the painting is Prelude by Agnes Pelton, Germany, 1943.
Bingo!
i am now busy gleefully rediscovering (and stealing from!) the work of the Transcendentalist Art Movement, a group (of two!) that i sort of forgot about, post-art school.
of course, i am not so jung anymore and i know there are very sound neurological reasons for such things - but the fun, the surprise and the odd deja vu feeling that comes from hunting one breadcrumb after another - well, that really is the magic part.
*of whom more later
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btw
i don't know if you've seen it?
It's interesting because, i mean, it's a very slight tale; time traveller goes to London market in 1980 - but it was very, very popular when it was shown originally and you can totally see the seeds of Peter Davison's AND Colin Baker's Who tenures in both performance and production style.
In fact the lead is played by a very young, blonde, and curly haired Peter Firth (of Spooks!) in some very embarrassing outfits!
Not only that but in the pub and market scenes you get to witness the birth of Eastenders, you can almost hear some producer yell "Eureka!".
All good, dated fun - with a rather mind boggling cast.
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It's odd but there's something very familiar about Peter Firth's look as Dominick Hide and I can't quite figure out who he reminds me off. Unless, perhaps, it's simply his curly blonde hair giving off Colin Baker vibes.
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let me know what you make of it :))