Assignment: Kinetic Type Animation

Description: Create an expressive typographic animation containing verse/lyrics (10-12 lines) of your own writing. the 20 second animation will be exectued using After Effects.

So I went through some old poetry and lyrics looking for something I didn’t hate. I didn’t find much, to be honest. Most of it is either really bad, overly long, or far too short to meet the requirements and I’m not feeling particularly lyrical or poetic lately, so I don’t know what I’m going to do.

Here are the old poems I found that I considered using either parts of or expanding on:

Untitled 1:

Drowning
Abstract lonliness
“Why did you call?”
You’re right. 
I shouldn’t have

Passing
Heartsick emptiness
“In the purely physical sense of things…”
Maybe you’re right…
But I can’t walk away.

Darkening
Mournful Hatred
“I had hopes and dreams before I had you.”
It’s not like I asked to be born.
I’ve tried my hardest…

Disconnected
Endless isolation
“I only want to be around him.”
Maybe that’s how it should be.
I’m part of the rest of the world…

Aren’t I?
(May 1, 2003)

Tanka: Butterfly
(Adding to this would change the format – it was written as a tanka, so I’m not really thrilled about changing it since it was so painstakingly arranged to begin with, but whatever)

Your hands released me
And I flew inside of you
I nested in your heart
Waiting to be reborn
Longing to feel your touch again
(September 23, 2009)

Haiku: Revelations: still reeling

Revelations on
a red-tinted horizon
Halo round a ball
of burning gas. I admit
it, you had me fooled.
(Oct 4, 2009)

Freeverse: Derelict, Distracted

Lazily licking corners of perception
Feline-esque in presentation, and brilliant like the sunrise
It begins,
Drifting in and out of this conscious state of self-awareness

Served up, preformed ideals
and I’m wishing the limits weren’t so tight.
Violent thrashing in heavy pulsation
Beat, pause. beat, pause.
But faster, rushing, strobing frenzy

Volume increase and
left with a stalking feeling.

Receding prey and washed out post-high exhaustion.
October 2009

Unfinished lyrical snippets of various lengths:

1:
More in face, than in name
Take this pride away and let me fall
A gift for one so weary
I surrender
To take the blame
Of this parade
And may the waves just pull me under

These scars so deep that none can see
The truth that lies between you and me.

—-

2:
And all this time spinning round
In circles of my own design
Streamlined screaming of your name
Nothing will ever feel the same

What do I do when the music inside me dies?
When you rip my feet out from under me?

—-

Atroquinine, My Love

Drowning in blue
Drowning in you
Atroquinine poison
Telltale color of your eyes.

15 minutes to love
This bitter taste of you.

I played the fool for you.
Blindly I would fall
Into blue

Never felt the rapture.
Never the release.
These chains in which you hold my heart
Are cutting way too deep

A letter, a name
Nothing ties me to you like the blood in my veins

These chains
Binding my heart
A whisper of release

Your name

Darkness, descent
My words lost
Black on empty white
Illegible by the sun’s light.

Then I have maybe this one piece of prose writing that I could use:

Don’t Ask

“That blood! How did it get there?”
No one asks. No one tells.
“That bruise! Was it from training drills? Did you get into a fight?
No one asks. No one tells.
“Where were you last night?”
“Don’t ask.”

And this that I wrote today, some unfleshed out prose I was working on that I’ll probably never finish. Also under the “lines” requirement and probably won’t work:

“I am a delicate flower.”
“You are strong.”
“I am a perennial.”
“We are coming out of winter now; spring is coming.”

I really have no idea what I’m going to do for this. I’m so frustrated. I used to write so much and now that I need writing, I can’t find anything I’ve done that I want to use.

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Proposal : Final Project : Photography

This project will attempt to explore language, words, and images that we see every day around us but don’t notice. After much consideration, it is likely that this project will be about how we connect (or fail to connect) to each other in an ever-increasing urban world by documenting the words and images that people just can not keep inside of themselves and feel a strong urge to expunge into the world around them, primarily through various forms of non-traditional graffiti. This is not so much looking at the art of graffiti, but rather the way people communicate through writing and art in unexpected places – walls, bathroom stalls, stickers in public places, and similar means. It may also include other forms of communication – letters, shopping lists, personal and private memos, notes people write to themselves. The idea is not 100% fleshed out yet, but this is the direction that it has taken after a lot of twists and turns of process.

 

The art is being presented in a small format book, an intensely personal and private viewing experience that will cause the viewer to have to sit with the words and letters and experience them individually and consider the person who wrote the words or drew the pictures or stuck up the stickers they are seeing and perhaps the personal motivations behind those actions. This is a continuation into an exploration of thought that I have been having about the way we communicate (or don’t communicate) in our modern society and how we connect (or don’t connect) with other people.

 

The book I am using has 84 pages front and back, including the front and back buffer pages. It isn’t likely that I’m going to make 84 prints or that 84 prints would even be reasonable for a person to sit with for that long. Subtracting the front and back buffer pages, we have 80 pages, which is still too many and will likely leave the book far too bulky to even be attractive. What this means is that some of the pages will be glued together in some fashion. I am still researching adhesives that will be most appropriate for this venture. Hopefully I already have something that will be good to use. 80 divided by 2 is still 40 pages, which is still an extraordinary number of prints; by 3, it’s not an even number: 26.7 (rounded), divided by 4, we get 20: a much more reasonable number. It’s probable that I’ll be shooting for around 20 prints. Once I get there, I’ll be putting the little prints into the book to see how much it warps the book out and how it looks before I start any gluing or anything.

 

 

Materials Needed: (other than film, camera, and tripod obviously)

  • Repurposed pre-printed book (size of pages is approximately 4¼ ” x 2 ½”, with the cover being slightly larger) (already acquired)
  • Various types of paper for experimental printing (already acquired)
  • Adhesive for attaching prints to book pages (need to research appropriate adhesives)

Urban (dropbox link)

So this is the curatorial project I spent six hours today working on. Ugh.
The assignment was to “curate” an exhibit with four artists including yourself large enough to fill a gallery about the size of our student gallery. I have to present it Monday.

 

Transformation: Infographic to Website

So the goal here is to turn my finished infographic into a website with 3-4 internal functional links, external links to information, etc. It needs to be created in photoshop, migrated to dreamweaver and be based on a grid system. Architectural system is due Wednesday.

I’m doing research here based on other people’s well-designed websites for inspiration.


Pound and Grain
(Found here: 25 well designed websites)



(found here:
41 colorful & well designed websites)


lost world’s fairs
(found here: 41 colorful & well designed websites)

More forthcoming.

Drunk Driving (How can the dismal statistics be improved?)

An Infographic for Design Media, 2013