What got me to thinking about this — what always gets me to thinking about this — is my BFF. She is an eye person. No big surprise that she did graphic art for a living for most of her working life. Eye people are visual. It’s all about shapes and colors and patterns for them. My BFF is an inveterate film and TV watcher. She watches way more films and TV programs than I do. Her downtime is spent watching films and TV; she goes nuts over the visual images in them. I will grant you that she is as into “story” as I am, but she sees storytelling in terms of visual imagery. I am much more ear oriented, (and, by extension, word oriented) than she is. I see a film, and if it is based on a book or short story, I immediately want to read the source material. (I read way more books than she does.) She, on the other hand, will want the DVD and watch it eleventy twenty times, microfocusing on this and that, and could care less about the book. I just don’t react to visuals the same way she does, especially if it’s based on something readable.
For example, she went nuts over Avatar. She’s got the video and has watched it twenty eleven times. I have yet to watch it, partly because of the plot. She gets utterly lost in the visual imagery to the point that the plot doesn’t have the same impact on her that it would on me. I’m more sensitive to certain plot lines and to certain kinds of imagery than she is. I deliberately won’t watch things because I don’t care to go to the places the plot goes, and/or I don’t want certain images in my head, thank you very much. But then, I will occasionally go to a film with her because it’s something we both want to see (for different reasons, of course).
Recently, I turned her on to the sound track to the Journey video game. (I’m the one who will wait through the closing credits to find out the what/who of someone on the soundtrack.) I showed her the YouTube video with the song lyrics and translations, and predictably she went nuts over the visuals. I will grant you, the visuals are captivating, but the English major responds to them so differently than the applied arts major does. (We could both so easily get sucked deep into the game, but for such totally different reasons.) Although we come at things from different directions, we’ve been friends for over 50 years (since 7th grade) because our attention has pretty consistently been attracted by the same things. Even though I’m an owl and she’s a scarlet macaw, we’re still birds of a feather.
So what brought this on? I saw this video on Twisted Sifter, and it’s an OK video — parts of it are even pretty cool, in fact, (the wall mural starting at 3:45, particularly), but the sound track — the soundtrack!
Predictably, I watched the credits to see where the sound track came from, managed to find an album by him on Rhapsody and have ordered the CD based on listening to it. The song on the video is not on the album, unfortunately, but that’s OK. There are fifteen other songs on the album equally as nice.
As I was writing this post, I got to thinking, if my BFF and I were 14 today, what with digital everything and the world more open to women than it was when we met 50 years ago, where would we end up 50 years from now?