My words
Travel is my one religion, history its one deity. Photography the one ritual.
Today was special seva day, for me.
Cartel payment
As a full member of the cartel, I have certain privileges and rights that are mine to exploit. For instance, making fun of other bloggers. Exercising my alleged-clout to stifle discussions. And above all, to laugh, derisively when somebody tries making PJs. For I know, as only a true blue cartellian would, that no one aspires to the levels of PJishness that a cartellians achieves.
In return, as my payment for these special privileges (what, you thought it was a right without responsibility? A free-lunch?) I need to write ever so often a bad-ass PJ that gets your ears bleeding profusely. The Chief Poo-Bah of the Cartel and the second-in-command Bah-Poo informed me last month my payment was due.
And before they send out the chef-collector and his collection of knifes to extract the payment – here it is.
Q: What do you call a leather-clad, pot-smoking chess piece?
A: Hardcore Pawn
Chandrachoodan’s Paradox #45
When bucking the trend becomes the trend, do you buck the trend by sticking to it or stick to the trend by bucking it?
Portfolio Night
For a long time now, I’ve been following I have an Idea – a blog/website/resource-centre for advertising professionals. And for a while atleast, I was cursing everybody in Canada and the US who could walk (or drive or train or ship or fly) to any of their special events. I soon overcame the jealousy and wished them all the best.
But no, jealousy doesn’t die. As I’ve already said, Jealousy is the definitive emotion. And now, it has come back to haunt me. For IHaveAnIdea has just announced its popular Portfolio Night.
Portfolio Night is a special I Have An Idea event where aspiring creatives, juniors and other professionals take part and get their portfolios reviewed by industry veterans. Here’s more information
Portfolio Night is not an event. It is advertising history in the making.It all started four years ago when a group of unemployed juniors with absolutely nothing more than a dream took it upon themselves to unite the industry and to break down the wall between advertising hopefuls and advertising leaders.
We believe that it is the responsibility of the leaders of this industry to make sure that the next generation becomes the best generation.
Everyone that participates, everyone that sponsors, everyone that reviews portfolios, everyone that works on this night is taking the future of advertising into their hands.On May 4 we will make possible the impossible.
What’s more, they have goodiebags and stuff. Plus the big-cheeses from the industry come around. And bless random creative people with a job. Or a calling card. Oh man! I wanna go!
But since I can’t, I will spread the word. I am not sure how many of you are in the 9 cities of San Francisco, Vancouver, Calgary, Chicago, Toronto, New York, Montreal, Boston and Halifax. More importantly, I am not sure if you are in advertising. But if you are, and if you are. Go! Like immediately.
How apt
I always knew politics was where people fucked around, screwed the people and masturbated each other’s ego. And I found proof (The headline)
Empty – By Robyn’s Nest
Jealousy is what I most feel going through Christy’s photostream (and that is almost daily)
If there’s one person whose opinion of my photographs matter, it’s hers. She has been a subtle guide in my own attempts to capture colour and light and if I’ve done it, it’s to her credit.
(I wrote this about Christy/Robyn’s Nest a few months back. I am repeating it, for it still is exactly what I feel about her photos)
About
Chandrachoodan Gopalakrishnan is a copywriter, photographer and goofball from Chennai. He is also an archaeologist, historian and a city lover. He is currently a documentary film-maker and desk-monkey for a film production house.
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