Conquistador

I attended the grad art show. One short that caught my eye was called Conquistador. The short was based on an interesting twist on the traditional meaning of the word. The short was based on a man who’s main hobby is love making. The film was short yet did a good job at giving you a taste of this man and how he viewed lovemaking. Also how his life style led to a career as a promoter. The filmmaker achieved this by one on one interviews with the Conquistador, his friends and family members. The film was filled with humor. He referred to woman as Chiquita bananas, and that woman’s love gardens are like mangos. They are said fruit because you “need to peel the skin back, and he just wants to eat and eat and eat.” While the director did a great job with including the family and getting a lot of quality of pictures and testimonials from his friends. He could have pried more into the positives of this life style and more of the negatives. He gave us a sense but not a full view. Their was a scene were the conquistador was bothered that a female broke off their 3 month sexual relationship. While this was interesting to see, I would have liked to see him dive further into the negatives. Possibly see what his views were on safe sex. It is an important subject in the swinging world. When asked about this. The director revealed that the subject was his roommate and he wasn’t comfortable with asking such questions. Either way the film was entertaining and well put together.

Walkabout

I spent my 30 minutes walking around one of my favorite places in New York, Cedarmere. Cedarmere is a park that stands on the grounds of former poet, writer and abolitionist William Cullen Bryant. It is located on the North Shore of Long Island and is some of the only part of the gold coast that is still standing today. While I was living in Roslyn I spent countless nights at Cedarmere enjoying the breathtaking view and tranquil settings. During this walk about I really came to understand why I was drawn to the environment. Considering that I was born in Manhattan and spend my childhood in queens. This park truly contrasted most urban settings I was use to being in.
I started the walk about on the south parking lot of the park. Besides the crunching of my feet on the pebble parking lot, the cars that slowly rolled down Bryant Avenue were making up my sonic adventure. I made the first left into the park and crossed over the cobble stone bridge. I spent a couple of minutes standing on the bridge. I could faintly still hear cars passing, but most of the sound here was tied into the wild life around me. Since the bridge has large beautiful trees hanging over it and it is directly over the pond. Birds chirping, krickets kricting, and frogs ribbeting made up most of the sound in this area. As I precided to cross over to the north side of the pond the Long Island Sound took over the soundtrack to my walk. While the sound is very calm, the sound of water rushing was very prevelent in this area. I took the time to cross over the little wooden fence and realized that there is a small irgation system that allows the pond to drain into the Long Island Sound. In the woodsy brush of this park my ears were honed in on the birds and this soothing rushing water. As I completed my lap around the pond I walked closer to the water and stood by the old school house. Here there was almost total piece and quiet. It was here that I came to the realization that besides the breath taking visuals, it was the piece and quiet that really drew me to the place.

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