so u guys kind of made me psychologically unload what i unconsciously hid in my piece. it made me reflect about the past and yeah, the underneath meaning of it all is probably more "escape" than "death". i still want to stick with some of my ideas of how to make the video, but perhaps i'll add another more subtle layer. however, i did kind of want it to be grandiose and nonsensical. we'll see....
escape.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Update
Filmed hardcore on Saturday and Sunday. Filmed hardcore yesterday. Gonna film hardcore again on Saturday.
I have two different themes working right now and I plan to fuse them together.
1) return to fantastical childhood where dreaming in waking isn't crazy, weird, and is entirely possible. looking for that door to take you somewhere else. death without actually having to do the act. just leaving to someplace else. living in innocence and beauty internally. never having to lose that every lifetime.
2)my concert piano past. the torture. being killed by music. being consumed by the fire. launch into madness. instead of conquering it the alternate reality is losing to it and being consumed completely. death by music.
fusion: the tragedy of that loss of magic, in passion and music the death and remembrance of innocence and ease, a haunting.
we'll see what it ends up as when i make it. things might change.
yup.
I have two different themes working right now and I plan to fuse them together.
1) return to fantastical childhood where dreaming in waking isn't crazy, weird, and is entirely possible. looking for that door to take you somewhere else. death without actually having to do the act. just leaving to someplace else. living in innocence and beauty internally. never having to lose that every lifetime.
2)my concert piano past. the torture. being killed by music. being consumed by the fire. launch into madness. instead of conquering it the alternate reality is losing to it and being consumed completely. death by music.
fusion: the tragedy of that loss of magic, in passion and music the death and remembrance of innocence and ease, a haunting.
we'll see what it ends up as when i make it. things might change.
yup.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Insight into Assignment Trois!
OK, so thanks for all the crit about the titles and timing and cheesy effects and all that good stuff...it will be noted for the future. In case you guys wanted to know more about what I tried to accomplish and just what was bubbling around in my head when i made this...I'm going to write about my piece.
OK, my title was Revolutions of 60 and as I explained it was about ways we break time despite being biological creatures that are bound to an existence with time. At the beginning, I breifly titled each haiku in the theme they portrayed about time....bound, infinetly, imploding, remembering, daydreams.
I'm not going to write too much about each haiku because I prefer it when people can take different things from art and when things are open and ambiguous...but...
Bound haiku was about man being bound by time. I think this was pretty obvious...that's all I'm really gonna say.
Infinite haiku represented one of the ways we attempt to break time, attemps at being infinite. The moments in humanity or in individual lives that are infinite, even though we biologically die. This is where the statues tie in...portraits of ourselves that are infinite.
Impolding haiku was kind of the nature of humans coupled with our relationship with time. We are constantly moving forward b/c we have to, b/c we must look to a future to survive. Yet we live so heavily from our pasts that we kind of implode on ourselves. This was kind of the underneath thinking process in my editing but I wasn't really trying to portray this heaviness at first glance. I edited the piece so that the beginning contains the end and the end contains the beginning and the final product is a pop! However, I also wanted to show the personal space of the bus and tie that in with the ride of our lives....blah blah blah
Remembering haiku is probably my favorite and pretty loaded. It's like a flashback, another way we break time. Lose ourselves into a different reality in another time. I tried to tap into some eternal emotions here, and purposefully left it pretty open b/c I want it to represent so many things in different people's minds. Of course I have my preferred interpretation but I ain't sayin! ^_^
Daydreams haiku is similar to the remembering one as far as escaping into other times and making that become ur current reality goes. I wanted to show the breaking and split literally...so you see her revolving with her daydream.....perhaps the effect was cheesy...but i still kinda like it, haha, oh well.
so that's all.
OK, my title was Revolutions of 60 and as I explained it was about ways we break time despite being biological creatures that are bound to an existence with time. At the beginning, I breifly titled each haiku in the theme they portrayed about time....bound, infinetly, imploding, remembering, daydreams.
I'm not going to write too much about each haiku because I prefer it when people can take different things from art and when things are open and ambiguous...but...
Bound haiku was about man being bound by time. I think this was pretty obvious...that's all I'm really gonna say.
Infinite haiku represented one of the ways we attempt to break time, attemps at being infinite. The moments in humanity or in individual lives that are infinite, even though we biologically die. This is where the statues tie in...portraits of ourselves that are infinite.
Impolding haiku was kind of the nature of humans coupled with our relationship with time. We are constantly moving forward b/c we have to, b/c we must look to a future to survive. Yet we live so heavily from our pasts that we kind of implode on ourselves. This was kind of the underneath thinking process in my editing but I wasn't really trying to portray this heaviness at first glance. I edited the piece so that the beginning contains the end and the end contains the beginning and the final product is a pop! However, I also wanted to show the personal space of the bus and tie that in with the ride of our lives....blah blah blah
Remembering haiku is probably my favorite and pretty loaded. It's like a flashback, another way we break time. Lose ourselves into a different reality in another time. I tried to tap into some eternal emotions here, and purposefully left it pretty open b/c I want it to represent so many things in different people's minds. Of course I have my preferred interpretation but I ain't sayin! ^_^
Daydreams haiku is similar to the remembering one as far as escaping into other times and making that become ur current reality goes. I wanted to show the breaking and split literally...so you see her revolving with her daydream.....perhaps the effect was cheesy...but i still kinda like it, haha, oh well.
so that's all.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
random brain spilling
bubble gum pop connective thread ...things that give/renew, things that take away....change of states, pop
return of animation:gray garden...dark matter: consumption...the bubble pop:bus change/release....bound by time: grandfather clock man....walking disappearing peoplle
piece is an infinite loop, evidenced by ending, bus comes back at end but not on it, outside of it ...inside and out of it...our existence is on a bus, and we're trying to get out of it, watching our old selves come by (all characters originally on it)
black paint
gum
tarp
gray paint
art building? hose down
bus --> know times
Actors:
bus: ---
dark matter: becky/rocco
grandfather clock: dad, male actor (mike...mark (umbrella man))
statues: reanimation girl....julia/alexis/other male/clcok man...possible other male
walking:where? julia/alexis/random others? lisa chase
transition --> sillborn baby look from g-pa clock to still garden
bus --> foreign finger popping, the forces you never know when where who how they will strike
stain on g-pa's shirt trans from black paint
on the bus...dark matter...clock man....stillborn garden...walking to road
return of animation:gray garden...dark matter: consumption...the bubble pop:bus change/release....bound by time: grandfather clock man....walking disappearing peoplle
piece is an infinite loop, evidenced by ending, bus comes back at end but not on it, outside of it ...inside and out of it...our existence is on a bus, and we're trying to get out of it, watching our old selves come by (all characters originally on it)
black paint
gum
tarp
gray paint
art building? hose down
bus --> know times
Actors:
bus: ---
dark matter: becky/rocco
grandfather clock: dad, male actor (mike...mark (umbrella man))
statues: reanimation girl....julia/alexis/other male/clcok man...possible other male
walking:where? julia/alexis/random others? lisa chase
transition --> sillborn baby look from g-pa clock to still garden
bus --> foreign finger popping, the forces you never know when where who how they will strike
stain on g-pa's shirt trans from black paint
on the bus...dark matter...clock man....stillborn garden...walking to road
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh
yea....i definitely learned something. i learned that my idea isn't working at all, it's coming out reaaaalllllyyyy cheesy. so...uh, i'm in the process of trying to save myself.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Sentiments
Here are some of the emotions I want to play with in this film:
"One by one I watch them leave my side, leave the darkness, leave this misery that wraps me round and round and under. I watch them fly. To be great, to know greatness, one has to have visited the deepest pools of sorrow. Why am I still here? Why am I still here?"
"Maybe aviation has become a fruitless dream. "
"They mistake my strength, and slap my hands harder. But what they don’t realize is I’m not who I used to be. I am Icarus, fallen from high sky. Burnt by a sun. I sleep in an ocean so slow and cold that even I cannot wake from this slumber, no matter how hard they shake me. I was broken by the time I arrived. I can't."
"One by one I watch them leave my side, leave the darkness, leave this misery that wraps me round and round and under. I watch them fly. To be great, to know greatness, one has to have visited the deepest pools of sorrow. Why am I still here? Why am I still here?"
"Maybe aviation has become a fruitless dream. "
"They mistake my strength, and slap my hands harder. But what they don’t realize is I’m not who I used to be. I am Icarus, fallen from high sky. Burnt by a sun. I sleep in an ocean so slow and cold that even I cannot wake from this slumber, no matter how hard they shake me. I was broken by the time I arrived. I can't."
Official Idea
Sorry for not posting sooner! We just now got Internet in our hotel rooms!
OK, so the final idea I'm going with is a very intimate look at someone desperately trying to hold on and pull him/herself up. This is going to be demonstrated literally, in that I'm going to have a person hanging off a ledge, trying to pull him/herself up. There are going to be others hanging off as well. Somehow, they manage to succeed, they reach their goal, they pull themselves up, they leave the threat of the abyss. But the character of focus, no matter how hard they try, no matter what they do to attempt to control the forces around them, they cannot pull up. My film will focus on the emotional hardship, the breaking of strength, and what happens when strength/hope/happiness runs out....an imminent fall? The juxtaposing element will be a kind of smiling face constantly facing the protagonist, almost mocking, almost benevolent, almost sadistic, maybe angelic that constantly taunts the person hanging. It is the constant view from up above, from where the "hanger" wants to be, the hand that is seemingly being offered in aid, something that has control...but that can't be grasped either. It is something to taunt you to insanity and magnifies the utter failure in the inability to pull upwards.
This will be shot in the dark. Use of lights will help visibility. Still considering various optical effects. Storyboards in formation. (Would post them but in lack of a scanner...bah) Have actors and film date set.
OK, so the final idea I'm going with is a very intimate look at someone desperately trying to hold on and pull him/herself up. This is going to be demonstrated literally, in that I'm going to have a person hanging off a ledge, trying to pull him/herself up. There are going to be others hanging off as well. Somehow, they manage to succeed, they reach their goal, they pull themselves up, they leave the threat of the abyss. But the character of focus, no matter how hard they try, no matter what they do to attempt to control the forces around them, they cannot pull up. My film will focus on the emotional hardship, the breaking of strength, and what happens when strength/hope/happiness runs out....an imminent fall? The juxtaposing element will be a kind of smiling face constantly facing the protagonist, almost mocking, almost benevolent, almost sadistic, maybe angelic that constantly taunts the person hanging. It is the constant view from up above, from where the "hanger" wants to be, the hand that is seemingly being offered in aid, something that has control...but that can't be grasped either. It is something to taunt you to insanity and magnifies the utter failure in the inability to pull upwards.
This will be shot in the dark. Use of lights will help visibility. Still considering various optical effects. Storyboards in formation. (Would post them but in lack of a scanner...bah) Have actors and film date set.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Start up
Hey guys!
OK, so this is the start of my blog...
ASSIGNMENT ONE:
My brain's been kind of dead recently, but here's a meddely of things that have been swirling around up there:
Peephole/keyhole --> shooting through that
A light source above a fan...light getting sprayed around
Mirror on the floor - somebody walks across it, record that
idea 1: maps of light ...man's illumination, loss of knowledge, lightness and darkness, evolution, following maps of light, navigating by light, constellations, shadows...
idea 2: city of shadows (wrote a poem about that)......................how the hell am i gonna do that?
idea 3: allegory of life...people in a room, the clock = the light of the sun moving across the floor (shining thru a window), as the day sets life closes, day closes, possibilities close, human emotions, shadow cast faces, interacting all with a chair, solo, barren feel......CLICHE?????
idea 4: randomness...trying to figure out how to pull this one together: trapt by light, lights changing the dynamics of the environment : dude walking down the street at night, (using car headlights) strong beams of light shine, more shine, enclosing him, they have a "weight" and "force", can push and pull him...new scene: bowl of white paint, bowl of black paint..character dips head in black paint, everything goes to black, absence of light...dude dips his head in white paint...everything goes to white....how do i eliminate a shadow? bah
i'm a little worried. i can't really seem to settle on something i'm happy with. so far, i think the trapped by light (headlights of a car, me-he 0_0) is my number one. prrreeesssuuure. gah
jill
OK, so this is the start of my blog...
ASSIGNMENT ONE:
My brain's been kind of dead recently, but here's a meddely of things that have been swirling around up there:
Peephole/keyhole --> shooting through that
A light source above a fan...light getting sprayed around
Mirror on the floor - somebody walks across it, record that
idea 1: maps of light ...man's illumination, loss of knowledge, lightness and darkness, evolution, following maps of light, navigating by light, constellations, shadows...
idea 2: city of shadows (wrote a poem about that)......................how the hell am i gonna do that?
idea 3: allegory of life...people in a room, the clock = the light of the sun moving across the floor (shining thru a window), as the day sets life closes, day closes, possibilities close, human emotions, shadow cast faces, interacting all with a chair, solo, barren feel......CLICHE?????
idea 4: randomness...trying to figure out how to pull this one together: trapt by light, lights changing the dynamics of the environment : dude walking down the street at night, (using car headlights) strong beams of light shine, more shine, enclosing him, they have a "weight" and "force", can push and pull him...new scene: bowl of white paint, bowl of black paint..character dips head in black paint, everything goes to black, absence of light...dude dips his head in white paint...everything goes to white....how do i eliminate a shadow? bah
i'm a little worried. i can't really seem to settle on something i'm happy with. so far, i think the trapped by light (headlights of a car, me-he 0_0) is my number one. prrreeesssuuure. gah
jill
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