SHORT STORY IDEAS
I’m not afraid of sinkholes anymore
Ever think. I could be gobbled up into a skink hole right now.
I use too. The feeling of falling until, well until it stops. But it could be so deep I could end up in other side of the world according to Google maps for me that’s in the southern ocean just off of New Zealand, I cant swim so I’ll have my survival pack near by equipped with arm bands, a candy whistle, toothpaste, swimming costume, Nerf gun ( barricade rv-10) too protect myself form sharks of course .my Diana renamed betty to document my journey though the depths of the earth and my marble collection to keep me sane. Until then I know I can sleep easy, hoping one day a sinkhole will happen and I’ll be in the sunny side of the sun. new Zealand. ( as the camera cut to me siting near to the window righting my story i look up and stair outside at the rain.)
prop for one one my short film ideas. door mouse.
Door mouse .
Strange noises at night, the prospect of it’s homed beginnings leads much to my state of still. Not moving. Not unless the hungry fluffed backed ping pong returns.
That cheese cakes mine! I’ll voiced loudly in my head. The beast will look at me and see inside of my mind cave and hear my internal monologue and then it will know my gage.
but on my exterior, I’ve grasped & thrown . on mid flight I’ve realised it was one of my more liked position that was to hand , not my hand woven crouched pillow with felt jelly beans sow in! , and as though I’d been pulled through sand backward a rippling force run though me, my insides where two steps in front of me and my cold howled out self was drifting behind like a dawn out shadow I’d started stepping over myself on my departure, quick glances back and fourth. Door. mouse. Door. Mouse. Door .mouse, my escape . Trapped forever. Freedom. life of no return. the light at the end of the tunnel . the fiery pits of glum. I’m out. ( DOOR SHUTS) resting on the back of the door . recalling away form the door and walking away nonchalantly with a bit of a skip in the step. Make a tea and stair at the door profusely dreading the thought that the fluff balls eating my last bit of cheesecake. Shot my face to door face door face door. The end.
The pictures all funny
â¥â¥ 2013 Fantasmic! Show at Disneyland (in HD)
TateShots: Tony Oursler's Influence Machine
A mix up for anyone who remembers the old disney copyright advert on VHS Much better to listen to loud with head phones on. My little paly around…
sticking with the same theme of dinsney i have reconstructed a sound clip form the copyright advert from the disney video.
i’m thinking of creating a pecie like this for my final piece for black box project.
Brighton Festvial: Figure Libres (Part 3/10) (2013.05.25)
Ghostly presences haunt Tate Modern’s riverside in ‘The Influence Machine’, an installation by American artist Tony Oursler. Conceived as a kind of ‘psycho-l…
I feel as if tonys work projecting onto element, such as fog was very mysterious. i think i would like to see if i could delve into this concept some how. also on another note found his use of objects and range of shapes projected onto a clever but simple technique.
sound and vision
Figure Libres, UK Premiere @ Brighton (25 May 2013) (Information from brightonfestival.org) Can you read my story on my face? A woman appears, on the edge. ‘…
a show i saw in brighton last year. works such as secret cinema, punchdrunk, housewatch, blast theory and a wall is a screen, where all works show in are first lecture for inspration for our installation project (black box). we talk about the death of cinema, changes of tellevision, gallery space such as white cube black box and how people now use the advantages of showning work online.
When the video shows the animation in the show, there was a rendering problem and I was unable to fix this in time.
my video originally was meant to show the animation as one block and not as seen in the show as flashing. the flashing created the feel of panic, where as i was aiming for a soother dreamy hypnotic scenes to capture her content feeling when dancing but still a points hints of feeling drawn away by her mind. As though a way of visualising getting carried away with her thoughts and repeating them because thats all she can remember. my peice is about the mental health of old people and the stigmer asotiated with them. i’m fascynated by this because i have a face -nation in people watching. i’ve four most of my work to be some how associated with them in one way or another.
I USED SOUNDS TO FORM THE PIECE AND ALTERED DETACHING THE AUDIO, IN SOME PARTS REVERSING IT. THIS WAS TO CREATE AN ATMOSPHERE, ADDING THIS ALOWED THE VIWER TO INTERRUPT THE SAD REALISATION OF HER INEVITABLE DECLINE OF MENTAL STATE, THIS IS ALSO ENHANCED BY THE REPETITION OF ANIMATION.
I picked a name out of a Dictionary 'Nag'
More experimental work for the second year show. I have decided on the style and part of the sounds i will be merging into my final piece. Still I am hunting&
Test two . shapes and sound
exprimenting with final cut pro
my first experiments, overlaping and masking on final cut pro