Just listen to what she is saying
Thursday, January 29, 2009
blue man
For all of you fans of stop-motion animation, this is the bomb! and I SO do not have the patience to even consider the amount of time that it took
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
50 people
I have alot to say about this video, it may take more than one post. I may need to let it percolate.
For now, the concept is so fabulous that I wish I had done it myself. I guess if I came up with my own question it would be plagarism?
Lets begin at the beginning. The sound of the guy with the mike, to me this is completely intentional as is the accidental shot of the mike a little later. The rapid shifting rack focus is occasionally distracting as is the music. I think the level of the music is a scosh too loud. I think that maybe there could be lass camera movement, panning etc. and the obvious focussing and refocussing is also a little distracting. All that aside, I found this film to have a pathos that I found very affecting, not in a bad way. I think that its amazing that one can get so many different people to be so honest in front of a total stranger with a camera. As far as the editing is concerened, I think it was spectacular, in some spots it even matched the rhythm of the music. I also really enjoyed the smooth title work at the end of this film.
For now, the concept is so fabulous that I wish I had done it myself. I guess if I came up with my own question it would be plagarism?
Lets begin at the beginning. The sound of the guy with the mike, to me this is completely intentional as is the accidental shot of the mike a little later. The rapid shifting rack focus is occasionally distracting as is the music. I think the level of the music is a scosh too loud. I think that maybe there could be lass camera movement, panning etc. and the obvious focussing and refocussing is also a little distracting. All that aside, I found this film to have a pathos that I found very affecting, not in a bad way. I think that its amazing that one can get so many different people to be so honest in front of a total stranger with a camera. As far as the editing is concerened, I think it was spectacular, in some spots it even matched the rhythm of the music. I also really enjoyed the smooth title work at the end of this film.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
new day
It's a new day
many thanks to Stacey for turning me on to this. Today was a day that I have been thinking about and praying for for my entire conscious life. My paternal grandparents are not here to see this, but I know that they are as full of joy, hope and pride as I am. I remember marching for the civil rights movement as a small child. I rememeber my grandpa, the first African American man to become a General as well as a Judge Advocate in the U.S. Armed forces, being asked b a Chicago Ppolice officer if he could read. I remember the extrordinary grace of my gradpa as he took the name and badge number of the officer. I remember my grandma telling stories of how the KKK would come to her house when she was a child, how she used to throw tacks along the ground in front of her house thinking that they would protect her family. I remember the day my brother and I first realized that we were considered different than the other children we went to school with. I remember being spat upon in school, I remember a boss of mine throwing a fit when I sat my dad and my aunt at a window table in the restaurant, my boss didn't want those kind in the window of his establsihment. I gave myself a good laugh while watching the inauguration, how ironic that I was on my hands and knees scrubbing a bathroom floor at the Strater Hotel, just as the world was becoming a new, more open, more wonderful place to be!
many thanks to Stacey for turning me on to this. Today was a day that I have been thinking about and praying for for my entire conscious life. My paternal grandparents are not here to see this, but I know that they are as full of joy, hope and pride as I am. I remember marching for the civil rights movement as a small child. I rememeber my grandpa, the first African American man to become a General as well as a Judge Advocate in the U.S. Armed forces, being asked b a Chicago Ppolice officer if he could read. I remember the extrordinary grace of my gradpa as he took the name and badge number of the officer. I remember my grandma telling stories of how the KKK would come to her house when she was a child, how she used to throw tacks along the ground in front of her house thinking that they would protect her family. I remember the day my brother and I first realized that we were considered different than the other children we went to school with. I remember being spat upon in school, I remember a boss of mine throwing a fit when I sat my dad and my aunt at a window table in the restaurant, my boss didn't want those kind in the window of his establsihment. I gave myself a good laugh while watching the inauguration, how ironic that I was on my hands and knees scrubbing a bathroom floor at the Strater Hotel, just as the world was becoming a new, more open, more wonderful place to be!
Friday, January 16, 2009
foggy drive
What is it about fog that always adds so much atmosphere? Other than the obvious, you know, the sense of mystery, of not knowing?
glenn gould
Glenn Gould is a crazy person who can play a piano like no one else on the planet with the exception of perhaps Chopin, who is dead.
color theory
hey hey, are you okay? i've got to get more video up! How about this one, eerie feeling with the soundtrack, the images remind me of the old time psychedelic stuff from the Fillmore West in San Fran. when I was a small child. For some reason I tend to like things that are out of focus. Hmmm, that could mean something deep about my inner self. Or not.
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