February 2012
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Hugo and the Joy of Filmmaking →
Awesome, awesome article about Rob Legato’s work on Hugo. I’m blown away by what they could do on a $16 million budget.
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January 2012
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Somehow the only messages I ever get are from bots. I realize this is short and kinda pointless, more like a post to Twitter than something on Tumblr.
Watched the Pats game. They fucking won, obviously!
I’ve got all these musical ideas in my head and no talent to get them into a coherent piece of music. Would buying an entire controller be too crazy? Time would be limited and impatience...
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Underworld, Pt 2
Another excerpt. This sentence is absolutely thrilling.
The sound woke him some mornings when the planes flew right over and sometimes he stood outside his quarters before nightfall and watched the matched contrails of half a dozen aircraft in tight formation, the planes themselves long gone, but it was the drag and sonic shock, this is what awed and moved him, and then the afterclap rolling off...
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Underworld
The book is 827 pages long. It starts in the 40s, then warps to the 90s, throws itself back into the 70s and then plays among those time frames willingly and without caution. Its placed the reader inside the mind of seven characters and counting. I’m only halfway through. Yet every page reads wonderfully. His prose capture my complete attention. This stood out especially. It’s so...
December 2011
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WatchHoly fuck.
November 2011
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New Blog?
I want to create a new blog. I’ll call it “The Minimalist Raver”. Because that’s what I believe I am. No neon, no tie-dye, no fur. Simple white and black and a heart full of passion for incredible EDM. Not sure how it will work out but there seem to be enough opinions in my head that it might be a fun venture.
Someone please kill me.
That last post feels like such a fluke. Garbage. Miscellaneous bullshit. What have you.
There are a couple of EDM shows happening tonight. For weeks I entertained the idea of going. Now that the “eve is upon me”, indifference overwhelms me. Something has kicked my passion in the gut and it’s still contorted on the ground, clutching its organs in agony and defeat....
I wish my brain had a pen and paper so it would be able to write down all the melancholic musings that pass through my head in moments when I am completely disengaged from technology and utensils with which to write. All the words prior and forthcoming are recollections, not original thoughts. Somehow my voice has adopted an archaic bounce to it. Perhaps it is all the Kurt Vonnegut I have been...
October 2011
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Thinking Aloud.
Having serious conversations with people is hardly an easy pill to swallow. Forcing yourself to hear what others find as flaws and missteps can result in wonderful or catastrophic circumstances. For me, it’s a physical tightness, muscle stretched over bone, a stomach about ready to burst. But mentally it’s just…there. “Okay. You are right about points A, B and C. D...
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WatchI love fxphd. One of the best things I could have ever done with my money. Posting the results of my classes should be a more regular activity, even though it’s not too creative on my end. The above was made in Cinema 4D.
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I was going to write something awfully depressing about how lonely and suicidal I am. Then I went on a two minute exhibition to recover my email and password for this all but forgotten account and felt more anger than sadness by the end of it.
I have worked a lot the last few days.
My (social) life seems to be grinding to a halt.
I wish more than anything that I had the courage to give...
September 2011
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Also really digging this. The band Impactist has made a few of these, each to accompany a different song off their Plants and Animals EP. This video is my favorite marriage of sound and image. Check the other ones out as well.
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August 2011
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The US Patent System Is Killing Innovation →
HTC sued Apple over mobile patents today. Again. Pretty soon Apple will likely sue them back. Again. Shrug. Throw it on the pile. And while the patent Cold War continues to heat up, weep for the real casualty: innovation.
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The Three Goals By David Budbill The first goal is to see the thing itself in and for itself, to see it simply and clearly for what it is. No symbolism, please. The second goal is to see each individual thing as unified, as one, with all the other ten thousand things. In this regard, a...
July 2011
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WatchA little something.
Happiness
I’m really glad we’re friends. Which is what makes it so difficult to face reality. And I’ve been fighting it. Pretty damn hard. And for a while I was winning. But now I’m not so sure. But there’s always hope. That’s what I’ve been taught. Have passion, will travel. I’m so much better and yet still so far behind. But I will come back. With your help...
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Mark It.
Firstly, seeking out a photograph of an AC slating the beginning of a shot is much harder than I thought. Google must be in a toying mood this morning, throwing out clip art when I wanted actual human beings and organic life. Typing in “film set Mark” conjured up every person associated with film named Mark. Finally after several rounds of trial and error, I discovered this decent...
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Tumblr Writing Analyzed
peterfeld:
Ugh, the ironically “flat” and faux-childlike voice of “Tumblr writing.”
I’m very certainly guilty of this. But I’ve had my style, if it can even be labeled that, while being oblivious to the influential bloggers noted. Perhaps I can take some solace from that.
Not to mention I’ve been bitching about Tumblr since my news feed became cluttered with reblogs directed...
Two Years
Today is supposed to be important. Well, in my head it is. Two years never really signifies anything except that you were resilient enough (or stupid enough) to progress past one. Given the current state of the situation (nonexistent, void, separated, detached, unaccompanied-by, missing, distressed, broken up, disrupted, silenced, left for dead), I’m not sure this really means anything or if...
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Say What You Will
Over the last few weeks, many words have been exchanged over the internet and in the company of others regarding the failure of Final Cut Pro X’s launch by Apple. A vast majority of editors who use the program every day to make a living, have been betrayed by a company that has not and probably never will care for their needs on the level of competing companies like Avid and Adobe. For...
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“Accomplishments, by profession:
English professors: Have made a couple...”
Blogging world. It has been a while. Essentially, things are going well. My life is coalescing into something that doesn’t suck. All the fun I’m having never spurs on decent writing. Where’s the turmoil? The small handful of obstacles I have encountered as of late:
The common cold.
Registering for new courses on fxphd.com. Nuke is a must, Cinema 4D a maybe but perhaps a course...
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The Orange
Every Friday, a gentleman named Peter who is a copywriter at Sapient, sends out a poem. The topics vary, the poets range. I have a few but not all. This one in particular I liked very much.
The Orange By Wendy Cope
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange— The size of it made us all laugh. I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave— They got quarters and I had a half. And that orange, it...
June 2011
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I need to undertake in some serious self improvement. How, I’m not sure, but at the moment, anything would help me feel better in this awkward body of mine. Chopping off all my limbs, burning my wardrobe and reconfiguring the features on my face sound like decent starting points. I don’t know, just something. I feel gross.
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Sorry, K
“Don’t steal my friend from me.”
The moment I heard those words, I resented you. How the Hell could YOU say that to ME? A year goes by and all is past, all wrongs forgiven and suddenly you and your once best friend who you completely gave up on are now free to frolic in pleasant, memorable moments, whilst I sit home and brood. How is it that my “best friend” spent more time with you than I that...
I'm Anxious. I Blame....
I’m very ill at ease, if you couldn’t tell. Currently, I’m secluded from my office. A couple guys are having a conference call with no sign of it ending soon. Training is…training and after today I’m in a huge mood to vent.
“Vent”. I remember that was a very important word in high school. Discussing the emotional complexities of your life equated to venting and every person who heard you out was...
I’m realizing more and more how much I have to cut out all ancillary parties. Any comment or message. All of it needs to be purged. I really fucking hate you.
A close friend told me I need to not give a shit about anyone but myself. It works for a time, and then reminders push back on forward efforts. It’s tough, changing yourself to be a better human being. It sucks the people I...
Go, Fight, Wait
Remember that feeling in college when you had two papers, 100 pages of reading and an extracurricular activity breathing down your neck all at once, with only one or two days to accomplish and focus on any of it? Do you remember hating that feeling and wanting nothing more than to stretch yourself out and dedicate time to nothing but time itself, think only five minutes into the future and...
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SELL, SELL, SELL
Sunday nights always make me anxious. It can’t be the prospect of a new work week ahead. That’s never really scared me. Work is enjoyable, what’s not to love? After two nights of activity, drinks and friends, sitting at home watching HGTV doesn’t compare as well. The conversations I am carrying on iChat and via text don’t fill the gaps.
But that’s bullshit....
I'm Done
The Bruins are fucking winning! WINNING! We’re twenty minutes from being halfway to the first Stanley Cup in almost 40 years!
Fuck! But I can’t shake this sudden and desperate irking. Stop caring! Stop! Give up, move on, leave that lump of skin behind. So far, I’m secondary. A big damn after thought. That second blog I mentioned several months ago, the one my best friend used to...