the three yous
NEW VIDEO!
Four VideoJournals From 2006.
This will give you a good taste of the person I used to be and the person I always find myself running from. I must say, however, that I am very proud of the progress I’ve made over the last couple years. These are so poorly shot and edited.
Remember to reblog if you dig it!
I found four old video journals from 2006
I put them together and am rendering them now before I go to bed.
It’s weird. I forgot I ever made them.
This is what my November vidblog looks like so far. I have a feeling this one is going to be long. I am one week into the month and my vidblog is already toppling out at three minutes.
Every month I am going to try different editing techniques. This month, I am trying to not use traditional music. Right now, I have a lot of ambient audio and people confessing things on camera. I also have Alyssa and Rhiannon burning Fig Newtons to a crisp and a shot of Evelyn singing and playing guitar.
I am trying to keep my head on my work; missing people all the time is starting to play a heavy role in my decision making. Hey, if you read this. I’m sorry. Okay? I hope you’re happier.
November To Do / Film List:
*Hang out with grandma Weber
*Take Evelyn to the Burger King play place and play with her in it
*Stop motion sequence with toy soldiers and soap
*Drunken adventure
*Three sunrises (cutting them together in post)
*Something with three words hidden in various places throughout the vidblog
*Get introspective with Ivan
*Fix this weight on my shoulders.
I figure if I am dedicating my life to my art, I might as well plan shit a little better. Wish me luck.
I am trying really hard to not miss her and not send an e-mail apologizing for being an idiot.
But whenever the sun shines even a little warmth, I’m reminded.
I hate that I can’t fall out of love with her; even when I try my hardest.
I finally got a photo of Evelyn crying the other day.
Her crying face has never changed; but she rarely does it, anymore.
Here, she was pissed that Spongebob was over, and she was tired.
November Weather Rocks.
Today is such a good day, I’m callnig it a Matt and Kim Day. Every time I get in my car, I feel like I should turn it to Matt and Kim because it just goes with the weather. =D Now I just need the last hour of school to hurry up.
You, Alyssa and I should go on an adventure.
Agreed. I have some psych. homework first, but if you can get a hold of her let me know and we can figure something out. Today is too good a day to ruin it by staying indoors. With no light (Thanks to Chris) hah.
call her. then get on msn and lemme know what she says.
November Weather Rocks.
Today is such a good day, I’m callnig it a Matt and Kim Day. Every time I get in my car, I feel like I should turn it to Matt and Kim because it just goes with the weather. =D Now I just need the last hour of school to hurry up.
You, Alyssa and I should go on an adventure.
I spent seven hours designing fifteen seconds worth of footage.
It is now 8:16 in the morning and I am going to sleep.
I admittedly haven’t even really began storyboarding this project. I just know how I want the opening, so I tried it out. So far, here is the plot in my head.
-GB is laying dead with a bottle of pills next to his head. Shots cut between him laying on a rug and of a TV announcing his death. (see: screenshot)
-GB wakes up in Hell. TV’s surround him. They flash shots of clouds, to flowers, to storms, and all the way to winter. GB gets more perplexed as the seasons grow colder. The shot is going to pan to GB crying when a giant Satan arm reaches in
and places a Santa cap on his head.
-GB sees Santa’s sleigh parked in Hell. Santa is staring over a cliff, and it’s made apparent that one of the reindeer is hurt. GB runs to Santa, pushes him off the cliff and leaves the one reindeer to rot as he descends back to Earth.
I don’t know where I am going from there, but I am pretty excited about all of it. PS: It is not nearly as political as it looks. The TV with the Fox logo in it will not be that. The shot with Bill O’Reilly will not be that either. Those are stand-ins. I will film the news segments myself. Glen Beck is simply the bad man in a story, just like he’s a bad human being in my head.
This is the first frame of my first animation.
*Gulp.
It’s for my first entry back into filmfights. It’s going to be called “Glen Beck’s Lonely Christmas” and it’s going to be a long month.
I Can Still Smell Fried Fig Newtons.
I had a lot of fun beating the shit out of Chris with Alyssa and Cody. I pretty much need to designate one day out of the week to hang out with these people it really does lift my spirits.
I’m not good at much. But I know I’m good at having pillow fights. And I know I’m good at laughing. And I laughed a lot today. Hey Cody, have fun smelling fried newtons all night. haha
Yeah, I need to do stuff like this more often. It keeps me from wanting to blow my brains out. We should all hang more. I say this all the time, but nobody listens.
I’m always here. Either of you guys are always welcome to come hang. :)
Oh yeah, and the Fig Newton smoke is totally causing my allergies to flare. Fuck!
