Thursday, March 26, 2009

William Bouguereau Youth

William Bouguereau YouthBill Brauer Salsa DancersUnknown Artist Pink Floyd Back CatalogueVincent van Gogh Wheat Field with Rising SunVincent van Gogh Wheat Field 1889
, Vic.’
‘Places, everyone,’ said Dibbler. ‘We’ll - what is it, Rock?’
‘Er, I was just wondering, Mr Dibbler . . . what is my motivation for this scene?’
‘Motivation?’
‘Yes. And Victor awoke. It was like rising slowly out of a pink cloud, or a magnificent dream which, try as you might, drains out of your mind as the daylight shuffles in, leaving a terrible sense of loss; nothing, you know instinctively, nothing you’re going to experience for the rest of the day is going to be one half as good as that dream.
He blinked. The images faded away. He was aware of
an ache in his muscles, as if he’d recently been really exerting himself.
‘What happened?’ he mumbled. Er. I got to know, see,’ said Rock. ‘How about: I’ll fire you if you don’t do it properly?’ Rock grinned. ‘Right you are, Mr Dibbler,’ he said. ‘OK,’ said Dibbler. ‘Everyone ready . . . turn ‘em!’ Evil-minded Son of a Bitch turned awkwardly, legs flailing at odd camel angles, and then lumbered into a complicated trot. The handle turned . . . The air glittered.

No comments: