"What happens when the story involves suicide, murder, crime, war, death, incest or rape? What if these were part of our family stories? And as writers, what do we ‘do’ with these difficult memories?" (Guntarik et. al 2015)
"If you don't ever reflect, you just stay an idiot".
"Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences" Sylvia Plath Sylvia Plath lived a short life decorated with vibrant but dark emotions, before she succeeded in her second attempt at suicide. Her later pieces, written from a freezing cold flat in London, often between 1am and 4am whilst her young children … Continue reading Autoethnography and the Power of Stories
"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep" These two lines were extracted from a favourite poem of mine, The Breeze at Dawn, written by Mewlana Rumi. They've been speaking to me as I have drafted this post over the past several days. I read an incredibly moving blog … Continue reading The Antagonist was a Good Man
Depending on what one desires and what they have experienced, their definition of value and any ideals attributed to it will be diverse. Of particular interest to me is the conflict between the deserved value of something and the numerical amount assigned to it, as defined by Oxford Dictionary.
The way in which we partake in any attempt at research on a group we are a part of holds a necessary bias known as reflexivity. This week in DIGC330: Digital Asia, we became familiar with this idea through making sense of the film Gojira (1954). This film is the original Godzilla. It’s Japanese, black and white, and extremely different in content and structure to the Hollywood blockbusters we see today.
Before the darker themes of the film became clear, the #DIGC330 Twitter feed was a lit platform of banter. Once the WWII references became more recognised, a (slightly) more formal and in-depth discussion occurred. (source: Twitter)
Although I did not realise this at the commencement of the film, Gojira was heavily influenced by the events surrounding World War II. Prior to this realisation, I was pretty confused at the story of the film. This is…
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I like triangles. If you cut one in half, you have two triangles. If you cut both of those in half, you have four. You can do this forever and ever, getting tinier triangles each time. If you try to do this with paper, you will have to stop at one point because your fingers … Continue reading On Triangles, Fate & Divergence