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礼拜一看了部5分来钟的动画短片文森特,之后便又一次深深着了提姆大叔的魔,一发不可收,哥特黑色迷幻诡谲的格调叫人分外着迷进而迸发十足快感。看文森特的时候让我不禁想起深植在孩童记忆里的那只绿色怪鸭D伯爵以及大学听力原版教材中那些个诡异故事的录音片段,于是那个黑色异想世界开始蠢蠢欲动。
今天扫掉了目完豆友辛苦整理的提姆大作牡蛎男孩的忧郁之死故事集(The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy and Other Stories),童话此解正中我怀。故事里那些勉强可以称作生命体的小孩无一例外都是怪胎,而且一个比一个freak:
与火柴女孩相爱却惨遭燃烧的木棍男孩、与人越靠近便会针刺入心的巫毒女孩、全身锡皮头上遍布电线管子的机器人男孩、双眼死盯任何东西的女孩、眼睛里戳着钉子的盲男孩、很可能被自己眼泪淹没的满脸眼睛的女孩、不停留下脏污的男孩、最后被爸爸活吞来解决性能力的长得像蛤仔的牡蛎男孩、某天突然变成一张床的女孩、喜好所有毒气毒液而在新鲜空气中窒息而死的毒男孩、被灰熊抓伤却在圣诞节得到泰迪做为礼物的男孩詹姆士、幻想圆圆脑袋变成薄薄一片的奶酪男孩、吃谭钠叶子头颅里装着甲壳虫的木乃伊男孩、一个由垃圾做成的女孩、坐上王位针就会刺穿脾脏的针垫女王、一心寻死的蜜瓜头、爱嗅胶水的女孩苏、丑陋的企鹅男孩吉米、圣诞节被当作壁炉里的脏炭灰扫除出街的木炭男孩以及随着铁链脐带降临于世最后和母亲一起沉入深海的锚婴。
看看吧,提姆的想象力不是盖的。但那些光怪陆离的形象并没有引发多少阴森可怖的联想反而让人伤感不已,他们通常在还没有搞清楚这个世界是什么状况的时候便遭遗弃、受折磨或是残酷致死,他们的孤独又有谁懂?于是无辜的眼里便泛着最深的忧伤。提姆,你是不是也是这些小孩中的一个?
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2007-07-03
诗人气质是怎样炼成的 - [悦读。]
今天闲来无事整理资料的时候发现一张上次Devil内部小讲座的讲义。记得当时Devil大人说与新闻标题写作最接近的就是作诗,旨在从简言中流露深意。所以在成为称职的编辑之前我得先成长为优秀的标题拟写者,而在这之前我得先让自己变成一个合格的诗人,鉴于这个难度颇高而彻底的诗人又多半等同于疯子,我还是先让自己沾点诗人气质好了,小疯癫是可爱大痴狂可就未必了。Devil给出了Lawrence Ferlinghetti饶有趣味的诸多建议,虽然有些实践起来尚需让自己变神经质的足够胆量,不过,各位大可将这些建议当作午后甜点来消化~
Lawrence Ferlinghetti: Advice to would-be poets
© Invent a new language anyone can understand.
© Climb the Statue of Liberty.
© Reach for the unattainable.
© Kiss the mirror and write what you see and hear.
© Dance with wolves and count the stars, including the unseen.
© Be naïve, innocent, non-cynical, as if you had just landed on earth (as indeed you have, as indeed we all have), astonished by what you have fallen upon.
© Write living newspapers. Be a reporter from outer space, filing dispatches to some supreme managing editor who believes in full disclosure and has a low tolerance level for hot air.
© Write an endless poem about your life on earth or elsewhere.
© Read between the lines of human discourse.
© Avoid the provincial, go for the universal.
© Think subjectively, write objectively.
© Think long thoughts in short sentences.
© Don’t bow down to critics who have not themselves written great masterpieces.
© Resist much, obey less.
© Secretly liberate any being you see in a cage.
© Write short poems in the voice of birds. Make your lyrics truly lyrical. Birdsong is not made by machines. Give your poem wings to fly to the treetops.
© Cultivate dissidence and critical thinking.
© What’s on your mind? What do you have in mind? Open your mouth and stop mumbling.
© Question everything and everyone. Be subversive, constantly questioning reality and the status quo.
© Wake up, the world’s on fire!







