About Me

Drink Water: Public Service Announcement

With this specific project, I felt as if I was ready to dispose of it before I even began.
I was excited about the chance to make another PSA, and I was determined to do well. In all honesty I feel restricted when creating projects here. It's as if there is so much more that could be used and done in other places but here we are constrained to the minimal basic equipment and sometimes not a very passionate classroom. It does drench the drive to come up with quality work but excuses make it seem more difficult to see past whatever the factors may be. I felt really well about my first time directing each scene- the lighting was great, the subjects worked excellently, and it was nice to look forward to the editing process. However, I hadn't payed as much attention as I should have when directing the lines to each person. I think I was too excited about getting it finished and wasn't thinking clear. It was disappointing, but that's not the only fault I had done. I didn't even import it into my computer because I was so flustered with the thought of messing it all up. I literally started from scratch again. I wasn't happy with myself and even though I had another chance to make it right, I treated it like it was less of a project. I get so caught up in doing it right that I almost make it worse. There isn't much I like about it. And it's not really that i'm being hard on myself, but I don't know if it was my style. I shouldn't let the fact that I can only use Final Cut stop me from making a great piece, but I get upset about the recurring feeling of being held back from what could potentially be done. This project was fun and interesting to work with, but I am not happy with what I've done.

Podcast 101

A podcast is an audio or video recording that you broadcast to others over the internet. 


What is the process for creating a podcast?


1. Plan
2. Produce
3. Publish
4. Promote


First, take footage. You never have too much. The more you have to work with, the better.
Second, compress your video. This needs to be done to make viewing it online more effective and improved.
Third, describe your video and give it effective tags so that it is easier for others to find.
Fourth, distribute and publicize it. Let people know and submit it to iTunes.


Public Service Announcements:


WIC PSA


Sea Shepard PSA


Skin Cancer PSA

Video Collage | Final

Libya

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Read an article on what's happening in Libya.

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Watch the video here.

S2 | Video Collage

A collection of clips subsequently scrapped together to create a logical story.


Having to use fairly random pieces of film to cohesively compile a storyline together. It is not entirely difficult, but does challenge. It is an excellent opportunity to have to make it so that the final product makes sense between every different part of the scenes in the film. I think this is a wonderful way to polish and refine that logical transition that should take place so that everything flows naturally. I like it.

WikiLeaks | Assange: Hero or Villan?

Though my opinion on this particular topic has not been formed, I do find it to be terribly intriguing. 
He is just a man, and he is more powerful than most people can fathom. I find that to snag my interest at an ultimate level.
Obviously there is information that Americans want to know and do not want to know, but there is also information that
we should and shouldn't know, due to our "safety," as many argue. Although it is largely disputed what marks the line between "our safety" and "our right to know," we have laws and such to help define that for us.

JML

I sat there and I watched you play.
The sun was setting and the dimly lit room cast shadows across your structured face.
You were warm, and your presence was comforting.
Your voice, vibrant, but soft.
It lit up my eyes, and I saw.
I saw what I thought was so hard to accept before.
I know you belong there. It's where you want to be.
I watch your hand shift, your fingers quick and strong.
The music you create is foreign to my soul.
I wonder. Then I think. And then I hold back tears.
You're a musician, more than I thought.
Go.
That university is where you should take yourself to, because you're in love.
It's the music you make that you close your eyes to.
It completes you.
And who you are, completely, is absolutely wonderful.
You play notes and chords and melodies and it flows out of you.
It just pours, because it's internal, and it comes from within you.
Your mind is so beautiful. 
Don't let humans, or emotions, or temporary situations keep you from doing what you desire.
It is wholly a sobering thought.
I am not sad.
I am finding peace, and I am trying, from every corner and hiding place that is a part of me.
Let nothing hold you back from discovering your world.
Make it what you want, and don't apologize.
You are a flame, lit and ready to sweep the forest out from the roots it gives birth to.
Take off and lead your dream.


I sat there and I watched you play.
I held back tears because I saw what I thought was so hard to accept before.
Go.

Three Minutes

Quick blog taking three minutes while Mr. Sir Professor Dr, Josef Long sets up for 7th period Digital Broadcasting at approximately 2:44 PM.
Today is nice. I'm tired but I soon have access to the cozy comfort of my bed at home. 
Brief pause as I have been distracted and then attempt to collect my thoughts.
Back to blog.
Self-profile project is intriguing. Uncomfortable for many, but it won't be regretted.
Jeremy speaks to me real quickly-like.
We're brainstorming. I like his ideas. He's bright.
Like the sunlight.
2:49 PM.
Late.
Ciao.

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It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you are looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a stroll. - Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz, 217

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It was as if we were broken, I thought, as if we were never supposed to feel these sticky emotions. It was as if we were cracked, couldn’t love right, couldn’t feel good things for very long without screwing it all up. We were like gasoline engines running on diesel. I was just a kid so I couldn’t put words to it, but every kid feels it. (I am talking about the broken quality of life.) A kid will think there are monsters under his bed, or he will close himself I his room when his parents fight. From a very early age our souls are taught there is a comfort and a discomfort in the world, a good and bad if you will, a lovely and a frightening. - Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz, 14