Friday, October 29, 2010

Deep Blue Sea (and Co)

roughcut of my stopmotion film for 4D class.
hope this works.

It's also a sound editing project, but this was saved before I started the sound-editing part.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Sock-fish

Started my first stop motion today. It is about a wave that eats a ship. And there are fish made of socks.
I got 6 seconds into it, and then class was over. But 90 pictures in about 90 mins is absolutely fine. Plus, the timing is fine (if not a little fast), mostly because I don't understand 30 fps. Every book I've ever read has been about 24 fps. I wonder if my movie would be better if it was lowered to that speed. I bet final cut can do that.

Monday, October 11, 2010

urban life

Midterms are coming. Next week? The week after? I'm not sure, but hell I need to find out. Most of the classes have portfolio reviews, which are fine, but that means I have to redo and rework some of the homework i've done over the last weeks.


I've started keeping a journal of vignettes about some of my experiences. It started a few weekends ago, when I visited manhattan. A couple of children were running down the street, they crossed my path, and the boy ran into the street. The girl stopped herself, and made a primal screech of danger, which caused the boy to stop, look both ways, see that he'd run at the right time anyway, but turn around and come back. It was a wonderful moment of primal expressed within a metropolitan setting.


I've been watching, carrying this book with me, trying to figure out how to live here. Urban Life. It needs a new title, but that is the gist. Maybe if it's in Latin. Vita Urbanus. What about Vera Urbanus? True/truth [pertaining to] Urban. I wonder if I could teach myself Latin.


I find that I need to write more, to balance my visual expression.

Monday, October 4, 2010

reading

In English, we're reading Autobiography in Red. It's a retelling, in verse-novel, of the story of Geryon. As one of Herakles's tasks, he had to steal or kill the red bulls that were herded by the red monster Geryon. But this one ancient greek poet retold the story with Geryon as a sympathetic character who meets his death at the bow of Herakles. The book is a retelling of the retelling, modernized, as a love story between Geryon the red monster boy photographer and Herakles. It's interesting, I've never read a novel written in verse. Every word is used sparingly, everything has been edited hundreds of times over to reveal a perfect result.


We started painting color-shapes in LCD. I didn't realize how fast I paint, or how accurately I can mix color. It's interesting, because I don't think I'm a very good painter.