{"id":268,"date":"2008-10-17T12:50:34","date_gmt":"2008-10-17T10:50:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/?p=268"},"modified":"2008-10-18T13:13:29","modified_gmt":"2008-10-18T11:13:29","slug":"the-making-of-scarlet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/2008\/10\/17\/the-making-of-scarlet\/","title":{"rendered":"The Making of Scarlet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><center><a href=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3196\/2949199364_9e8fd908cf_o.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[screens]\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3196\/2949199364_07cf1f5b19.jpg\" alt=\"Scarlet-polaroid2\" width=\"416\" height=\"500\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/center><\/p>\n<p>I feel responsible for her. Someone has to. She is always looking after the others. First born but last made. I think some of my weariness rubbed off on her. She was made in such a lazy way. Forced to grow up before she was ready.<\/p>\n<p>This is not to say that I don&#8217;t find her perfect. I sketched her after being inspired by the films of <a href=http:\/\/us.imdb.com\/name\/nm0000005\/>Ingmar Bergman<\/a>, the mannerisms and characters of his actresses, especially the <a href=http:\/\/community.livejournal.com\/film_stills\/76597.html>lovely Liv Ullmann<\/a>. It is hard to say if what I felt I learned by watching his movies has been injected vertex by vertex into Scarlet&#8230;. but I believe a little bit remains.<\/p>\n<p><center><a href=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3273\/2949191034_2a676e2f4c.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[screens]\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr tt-flickr-Thumbnail\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3273\/2949191034_2a676e2f4c_t.jpg\" alt=\"6_Stern Red-concept\" width=\"67\" height=\"100\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3144\/2949190872_fd81cbe381.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[screens]\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3144\/2949190872_fd81cbe381_m.jpg\" alt=\"sunshineplaysamajorpartinthedaytime\" width=\"238\" height=\"240\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3208\/2948337799_f4002835e5.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[screens]\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr tt-flickr-Thumbnail\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3208\/2948337799_f4002835e5_t.jpg\" alt=\"darkly\" width=\"59\" height=\"100\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3186\/2948337823_6be511c3be_o.jpg\" rel=\"lightbox[screens]\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3186\/2948337823_126568fd96_m.jpg\" alt=\"superhyperworkinprogress-scarlet\"  border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/center><\/p>\n<p>She is a serious young lady. More images of her are shown in the <a href=http:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/gallery.html>gallery<\/a> and on <a href=http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/entropy8\/tags\/scarlet\/>flickr<\/a>. She&#8217;s looking a bit frightening in the <a href=http:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/downloads.html>wallpaper<\/a>, but i think it&#8217;s just her way of dealing with a frightening world.  Let us all wish her well.<\/p>\n<p><center><object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/-SPfJIlkT_Y&#038;color1=0xb1b1b1&#038;color2=0xcfcfcf&#038;fs=1\"><\/param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/-SPfJIlkT_Y&#038;color1=0xb1b1b1&#038;color2=0xcfcfcf&#038;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><\/embed><\/object><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I feel responsible for her. Someone has to. She is always looking after the others. First born but last made. I think some of my weariness rubbed off on her. She was made in such a lazy way. Forced to grow up before she was ready. This is not to say that I don&#8217;t find [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,23,9],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/268"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=268"}],"version-history":[{"count":19,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/268\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":297,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/268\/revisions\/297"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=268"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=268"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tale-of-tales.com\/ThePath\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=268"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}