Just as I am struggling with Zahhak which actually is not going very smooth, I suddenly remember this short story named Pumpkins by Francine Prose –translated by a friend in journal year ago. It is the first line which strikes me to go for the rest…it is a car crash..a woman and a lorry carring pumkins..floating pumkins and the head of a woman.Well I have some fixation about cars and crashes but the whole story seems so much like an animation to me.So I am in a state of thinking about two ideas for final film.


One sometimes need to exchange ideas with other people.This has become so rare recently.Some times I really don’t know what as I doing until I get to talk to someone about it.

Haven’t done much for group project.But I will start this week.

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