I'm not even going to bother with words for this one. The video below speaks for itself.
I take that back. I'll bother with a few words to say that the large version is up here.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
My Disembodied Head
I finally got off my ass and shot some footage of myself for the Fetus Joe movie and sent it off to Sam, who then chroma-keyed my body out of the shot and left my head just floating there in the doorway. Like so:
It doesn't look like much now, but when it's in motion, my head is a powerhouse like you wouldn't believe. Oh, but you'd better believe it, because if you don't, my head will unleash pain upon you like you never believed was possible.
Anyway, I have to write some narration for the piece, and then the completed video will be, um, complete.
In the meantime, classes have resumed here. A few opportunities have risen and passed, and a few stories have started gestating in my head. I've started making mead to ferment over the winter, which has begun to settle in beautifully, in those wonderful chilly days that make a city foggy and grey and beautifully industrial feeling. I can't wait for snow.
It doesn't look like much now, but when it's in motion, my head is a powerhouse like you wouldn't believe. Oh, but you'd better believe it, because if you don't, my head will unleash pain upon you like you never believed was possible.
Anyway, I have to write some narration for the piece, and then the completed video will be, um, complete.
In the meantime, classes have resumed here. A few opportunities have risen and passed, and a few stories have started gestating in my head. I've started making mead to ferment over the winter, which has begun to settle in beautifully, in those wonderful chilly days that make a city foggy and grey and beautifully industrial feeling. I can't wait for snow.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Aaaand, We're Back.
Once upon a time, I had a blog called Here There Be Whales, and it was a pretty good blog. Made some people laugh. Made other people cry. Sometimes it did both. Usually by accident. Then I started on this whole crazy graduate school what to make myself a writer, and I stopped writing regularly. Which is odd, isn't it?
I think so, too, so I've decided to start updating this page more regularly again. There's a couple of reasons for this. One is that I'm living in a new city, which means a lot of new experiences I really should be sorting through. The other is that I'm honestly a little blocked in my writing. Haven't had a new idea in a while, and I'm kind of hoping writing here will help me start writing out there again. And finally, there's the fact that my dad has started a blog called Pan Zen Zero as a way of bridling his rage at the current state of American politics. It's pretty funny.
Anyway, send me your weirdnesses and your ephemera. I need things to write about.
I think so, too, so I've decided to start updating this page more regularly again. There's a couple of reasons for this. One is that I'm living in a new city, which means a lot of new experiences I really should be sorting through. The other is that I'm honestly a little blocked in my writing. Haven't had a new idea in a while, and I'm kind of hoping writing here will help me start writing out there again. And finally, there's the fact that my dad has started a blog called Pan Zen Zero as a way of bridling his rage at the current state of American politics. It's pretty funny.
Anyway, send me your weirdnesses and your ephemera. I need things to write about.
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