It's not impossible.
Having spent the long day with my darling wife, sheltered from the snow, drinking increasingly diluted pastis, and working endlessly on a new music video about Pablo Picasso, it is now late at night, and for the first time I am willing to admit:
This will not be finished tonight.
I make this concession to reality by saying to myself:
"I am only halfway done."
Which, though said seriously to myself, also makes me laugh.
I am not halfway done. I am maybe a fifth of the way done.
It's fun though.
If you were the sort of person who gets excited about what's coming up on clerkmanifesto I would tell you about some of the intriguing pieces I have of this video.
Oh, you are?
You are!
I feel all melty!
The song is all done. I think it's three minutes or so. The first verse goes:
If I could dance,
Just like the,
South of France,
Hat in hand, glass of wine,
It's not impossible,
Just look at Pablo Picasso,
Just look at Pablo Picasso,
Just like that,
Pablo Picasso.
Uh huh.
I also have an elderly Pablo Picasso in his studio singing the first verse and the second, though I guess it's more of a lip sync, but a very good one. I have Bob Dylan in a library lip syncing the second verse. And I have almost four Picasso paintings in motion, sort of coming together and coming apart.
There is a lot of neat stuff in there!
Yes, I am a tenth of the way through.
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