shilby
28-07-2004, 01:48 AM
In keeping with my usual sardonic and irreverent style...
As requested by the newly incumbent editor of the ASE newsletter, I offer up the following news. (And later, a recipe for Latkes - excellent editor food - yummy hot or cold - just like that tea that's been sitting on your desk for 45 minutes.)
A vision editor am I. Film, video, words, dreams. Also booze.
I have something that I do outside of work and family that gives me pleasure and a sense of achievement, albeit small and insignificant to anyone outside of chosen hobby.
I brew my own beer, mainly because I'm cheap.
For a laugh I enter the result of my labors annually for extreme critique by fully paid, full-time internationally accredited wine/beer judges at the Samford & Districts Show.
The last two years running, I have won Grand Champion for my efforts, which is rather amusing as my palette was knocked out of commission somewhere in the early '90s courtesy of Southern Comfort and a pack of Winny Blues every weekend, so I'm hardly in a position to judge my own efforts.
But a win is a win and if someone doesn't like my beer, I've got other mates that do.
However, before I enter my cruddy pathetic local show, I am given a cruddy pathetic entry form with minimal details as to Class and Requirements, and thus am I judged along with my peers, a level playing field. Sometimes I win, and often I loose but the exquisite satisfaction from picking up a gong, even at the country bumpkin local show is the dialogue.
Taste is subjective, but method is form. The chat and sharing of technique is one of the most enjoyable rituals that goes along with county shows.
So another year passes and I get to hang the perpetual trophy on my wall. Well, for just a couple of weeks, I do like to show off but so does the sponsor, and he wants the trophy back in his shop.
BUT - Every year that passes, less of my entrees pick up awards.
GOOD - I like competition. It keeps the lifeblood flowing.
10 years plus of home brew and Latkes (I'm getting to that!)
10 years plus of editing and like every other unrecognized button pushing troll, I beg for the day that someone would sniff the aroma of my work, swill the subtle juxtaposition of shots that marry the story together in an emotional rush of meaning, thus rendering my worth in an explosion of.... of... of... a massive invoice, or at least a listing on www.IMDB.com.
I AM happy I'm an editor, I like not having to wear a tie, my corporate clients like that I understand their message (wink) and my retail clients think I'm "Creative" (nudge).
The best part about being an editor is that after 10+ years it's all starting to pay off.
Only now am I really getting to know my craft, my real contacts, few that they are, have given me the opportunity to work on some extraordinary short films recently, and like my home brew beer, those films will probably only be consumed be a very small audience. Though similarly, the rewards through the sharing of skills and ideas has been the most exciting part.
Also it's all about taste, your own that is, you have to like drinking your own brew. If not, Stop.
Now for the best bit:
LATKES
Shredded Potato cakes
450g potatoes, shredded
225g onions, finely chopped
1 egg
1 Tbls corn flour
175g plain flour
1 Tspn ground white pepper
1 Tspn salt
2 Tspn sugar
Vegi oil for frying
1: Scrub and peel potatoes, then grate by hand. (don't use the machine you lazy sod, Oi!)
Rinse in cold water to remove starch.
2: mix all the other stuff - EXCEPT THE OIL! (Wait till your father get home..sheeze !)
with a little bit of water if needed to form a stiffish paste.
3: grab a lump if the mix, about the size of a squash ball and squish it between your palms
to make a raggy oval shape.
4: fry those suckers in batches of 4 turning 2 / 3 time till golden brown
Good?
Ask a NY taxi driver.
WAZ.
As requested by the newly incumbent editor of the ASE newsletter, I offer up the following news. (And later, a recipe for Latkes - excellent editor food - yummy hot or cold - just like that tea that's been sitting on your desk for 45 minutes.)
A vision editor am I. Film, video, words, dreams. Also booze.
I have something that I do outside of work and family that gives me pleasure and a sense of achievement, albeit small and insignificant to anyone outside of chosen hobby.
I brew my own beer, mainly because I'm cheap.
For a laugh I enter the result of my labors annually for extreme critique by fully paid, full-time internationally accredited wine/beer judges at the Samford & Districts Show.
The last two years running, I have won Grand Champion for my efforts, which is rather amusing as my palette was knocked out of commission somewhere in the early '90s courtesy of Southern Comfort and a pack of Winny Blues every weekend, so I'm hardly in a position to judge my own efforts.
But a win is a win and if someone doesn't like my beer, I've got other mates that do.
However, before I enter my cruddy pathetic local show, I am given a cruddy pathetic entry form with minimal details as to Class and Requirements, and thus am I judged along with my peers, a level playing field. Sometimes I win, and often I loose but the exquisite satisfaction from picking up a gong, even at the country bumpkin local show is the dialogue.
Taste is subjective, but method is form. The chat and sharing of technique is one of the most enjoyable rituals that goes along with county shows.
So another year passes and I get to hang the perpetual trophy on my wall. Well, for just a couple of weeks, I do like to show off but so does the sponsor, and he wants the trophy back in his shop.
BUT - Every year that passes, less of my entrees pick up awards.
GOOD - I like competition. It keeps the lifeblood flowing.
10 years plus of home brew and Latkes (I'm getting to that!)
10 years plus of editing and like every other unrecognized button pushing troll, I beg for the day that someone would sniff the aroma of my work, swill the subtle juxtaposition of shots that marry the story together in an emotional rush of meaning, thus rendering my worth in an explosion of.... of... of... a massive invoice, or at least a listing on www.IMDB.com.
I AM happy I'm an editor, I like not having to wear a tie, my corporate clients like that I understand their message (wink) and my retail clients think I'm "Creative" (nudge).
The best part about being an editor is that after 10+ years it's all starting to pay off.
Only now am I really getting to know my craft, my real contacts, few that they are, have given me the opportunity to work on some extraordinary short films recently, and like my home brew beer, those films will probably only be consumed be a very small audience. Though similarly, the rewards through the sharing of skills and ideas has been the most exciting part.
Also it's all about taste, your own that is, you have to like drinking your own brew. If not, Stop.
Now for the best bit:
LATKES
Shredded Potato cakes
450g potatoes, shredded
225g onions, finely chopped
1 egg
1 Tbls corn flour
175g plain flour
1 Tspn ground white pepper
1 Tspn salt
2 Tspn sugar
Vegi oil for frying
1: Scrub and peel potatoes, then grate by hand. (don't use the machine you lazy sod, Oi!)
Rinse in cold water to remove starch.
2: mix all the other stuff - EXCEPT THE OIL! (Wait till your father get home..sheeze !)
with a little bit of water if needed to form a stiffish paste.
3: grab a lump if the mix, about the size of a squash ball and squish it between your palms
to make a raggy oval shape.
4: fry those suckers in batches of 4 turning 2 / 3 time till golden brown
Good?
Ask a NY taxi driver.
WAZ.