corrugated television

Puppets

O.I.C (my current project) is all about puppets so i have been doing a bit of a puppet retrospective. starting with the new video from Coldplay which i think will be picking up a lot of critical acclaim, as it is genuinely warm and funny.

carries on after the break, (not that interesting, more for me than for anybody else.)

Being part of a group

I was looking at my wrist and decided to take of all the wrist bands i have had had on, one of them i have had on for close on 3 years.

It made me consider why did i keep them on to start with? a conversation starter, a nostalgia trip and a link to great memories. But most of all i had them on so i could be part of a group, i’m part of the “x” festival 2007′ group on Facebook but i still wanted something physical on me to say to others i enjoy this type of music and like sleeping in tents surrounded by hoards of drugged up teens. I liked being part of the group, it was nice, warm and fuzzy, shows how insecure i am i suppose.

i think we all do things like this i think, if its buying the band t shirt or getting a tattoo we all like being part of a group and if you don’t then you are in the group of people who doesn’t like being in groups!

PS, i know that this blog is comment heavy, but what have you done to be part of a group?

Tracking things

WOW it looks like motion tracking is coming on leaps and bounds, though it does look like there is a noticeable lag between gesture and result. I’m sure its just creases to be ironed out.

Via BoingBoing

Red Ring Of Death

After 2 years of light use my xbox has kicked it!

Im filled with mixed emotions, i was sierously considering buying a new one beacause of how LOUD it was. It was often refered to at the blow heater because it woud get hotter than my radiator, but i dont no if they will repair it or give me a new one.

I have alot of memorys with good oll xboxy playing through Gears and Halo 3 with my house mates, it was there when i was alone with only GTAIV to hand, but he was always welcome at the party with Guitar Hero.

p.s
i think my 6 year old PS2 is laughing at him.

Adaptation

An adaptation

A flash vid/animation for the web

A lover’s guide of how not to love

I like the idea that the poem is a set of notes to the reader not to do the same as him. So my adaptation would be like an instructional piece being explained in pictures whilst the author is writing it like a sequence in Spaced (1999), see video 1, as the story is described as the animation is shown. The style would be much like the opening* to EuroTrip (2004), see video 2, in its animated style, it would inform the viewer in a darkly funny way on relationships, like a lovers guide of how not to love.

 

The title alone congers ideas of loneliness and the piece would convey how hard how hard it is to find then hold on to the member of the opposite sex. The sequence would draw to a close with the animation of the “traveller” swooping and taking the authors love away from him. Finally ending with a return to the author sitting at his desk you see him breath a sigh as he writes the last line of his guide.

 

   *the opening is the only good part of the film 

totaly unrelated

just saw the poster to the new accidental husband (looks like one of Uma’s worse film choices ever) and cant believe how lazy poster makers are (remind you of anything similar, see image). Colin firth dosent look like he is part of the poster, where is he looking? looks like they found an old one of him and just stuck him on that poster. I no this sounds like a rant but also who’s hands are in the fore ground not his thats for sure!rant overhold on tight for my adaptation postwell worth a look

disparaging

dont no what to say, dont think a group meeting with fix anything. think she will just do the same thing as before and get annoyed and walk out

usless

check back for my adaptation!!!!

putting this off

i have been putting this of, i didnt whant to be posting and explaining what has been going on, because i didn’t want my group to read it take offense or get discouraged by it. at the moment im at a point where everything has been said and i dont think it could get any worce.

from the outset i felt that the project was going to be a compromise to what the stronger member of the group wanted, and fitting their ideas with ours. Not nessesarly a bad thing but we DID decide to go with unity and not flash. Unity, something that none of us had any expierence in,  was going to be the basis of our main project, a situation that a lot of people in out year are in.

i will update later just needed to get some thing down after a member of the group stormed out.

Never Seek to Tell Thy Love.

Never Seek to Tell Thy Love.
William Blake

The way that Blake describes love, something that many people find very hard to portray, is beautifully sad, likening love and the feelings it evokes ethereal and mystical images “Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears”. Blake seems to ask how can something he wants to say so loud have to stay almost nonexistent? Using the words “Silently, invisibly” they show how indistinguishable the author’s feelings are. And when the love is pronounced the relationship goes wrong, the poem is almost a side note to the reader, Blake scribbling down a note for later reference. There are different versions of this poem where the ending of the other version finishes “O, was no deny.” Showing that this poem was truly a note scribbled changed and adapted to best describe the situation. This poetic note advises to be more like the “traveller” to be more coy with pronouncing your love and perhaps your love is best un announced to perhaps wait until you know that the other half also feels the same before announcing.
The second verse
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears –
Ah, she doth depart.
Does almost feel like lyrics from a sad love song, the repetition cementing the thing that tore the subjects apart. Making sure the reader understands the sentiment of the poem. The length of the poem could be seen to be representative of the relationship; the brief nature of the poem makes me think that the love was also short lived.