Artemisa Gentileschi, Self Portrait as the Allegory of Painting (La Pittura), ca. 1638-39
|Tyler sat in the living room watching tv when Carlotta entered.|
|Carlotta:||You've been sitting there for days, man. When are you going to do something with your life?|
|Tyler:||Look, I don't need someone telling me what to do. Just get out of the way; you're blocking the tv.|
|Carlotta:||I'm just trying to help you. I don't want you to end up like Gordy.|
|Tyler:||What's wrong with Gordy?|
|Carlotta:||Uh, everything. He's like 38, jobless, and still lives with his mom.|
|Tyler:||So, what you're saying is that if I don't get my act together I'll end up jobless and living with my mom?|
|Tyler:||Does Gordy have a girlfriend?|
One of my favorite scenes!
"I tend to be cynical about a lot of things, but Maya Angelou is somebody that no matter how much I pick her apart, she still has integrity. She was a victim of incest and rape, and she worked as a stripper. And now she’s a literary icon and Nobel Laureate. It goes to show that life is cumulative, and you can’t devalue any type of experience."
Ink AND paper come together again AND again AND again to make a car that is both mighty AND fast. Because you shouldn’t have to sacrifice one thing for another. On the canvas or the road—AND is better.